Refusing to marry into a wealthy family, the richest man's uncle coaxed me into marriage

After the housekeeper finished speaking, the servants standing in a row behind him bowed in unison, saying in unison: "Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu, welcome home."

Si Tong had only seen this kind of scene in TV dramas before.

She was a little uncomfortable, but didn't show it on her face. Seeing that Yu Hanshen just nodded slightly to everyone, she also followed his example and nodded slightly to the housekeeper and the servants.

She has a hostess-like demeanor.

Yu Hanshen held her in his arms as they walked up the stairs, entered the half-open gate of the mansion, and passed through the hanging flower gate. The empty courtyard suddenly appeared before their eyes.

The ancient and long historical atmosphere is overwhelming.

The housekeeper took the two of them directly to the main house and into the bedroom. Si Tong saw the tall, bright, luxurious and retro room, and he couldn't find any adjectives to express his mood at the moment.

The man in a suit who drove them here put their suitcases into the bedroom, said something to Yu Hanshen, and then retreated respectfully.

"Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu, good night." After the housekeeper said this, he also walked out.

Si Tong looked around the bedroom which was obviously built with great expense. The bed was covered with dark grey bedding which suited Yu Hanshen's preference.

Even on the bedside table, there were the economics books that he usually read.

She looked at Yu Hanshen: "Where is this?"

Yu Hanshen took off his collar pin and cufflinks and placed them casually on the wooden cabinet. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt under his neck while looking at Si Tong with a deep gaze.

"I bought it before." He answered calmly.

Si Tong nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She didn't know much about the housing prices in Beijing, but what Yu Hanshen liked must be worth a lot of money.

There are some porcelains as decoration in the room and a few ink paintings hanging on the wall. I don't know whether they are authentic or imitations.

Si Tong looked here and there, but as a layman, she couldn't figure out what it was.

Yu Hanshen unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his sturdy arms. He walked over and hugged Si Tong from behind, and spoke in a nonchalant tone: "Do you like these?"

The man's arm was across her chest, intentionally or unintentionally.

Si Tong's chest felt the pressure from the man's arm, and her ears turned slightly red. "Are these real antiques?"

Yu Hanshen leaned over and kissed her neck. After a moment, he replied, "You don't like it because it's not a real antique?"

Si Tong didn't like his ambiguous way of speaking. He turned around to express his dissatisfaction, but his lips were kissed and all the words were blocked in his throat.

After kissing for a long time, Yu Hanshen let her go: "Do you want to take a shower?"

Si Tong's breathing was shortness of breath from the kiss, and it took him a while to recover. He also answered in an ambiguous tone: "What if I wash it, what if I don't wash it?"

Seeing how serious she was, Yu Hanshen smiled and said, "If you don't want to wash, just go to bed. It's getting late."

Although he had taken a shower on the plane, Si Tong was a little sweaty when he walked out of the airport, so he just took a quick shower.

After taking a shower, Yu Hanshen was not in the room. Si Tong found him at the door of the main room. He was standing on the steps smoking.

The dim light enveloped the man's tall and straight body, as if it had coated him with a layer of golden light. When the mist slowly came out, he was charming and enchanting.

"I'm fine." Si Tong changed into a suspender pajamas, revealing her fair limbs and shoulders, and stood in the light in a charming manner.

Yu Hanshen looked over and stared at her deeply for a few seconds. He put out his cigarette, walked closer, pinched the girl's chin and kissed her for a while.

He hugged her back to the bedroom and patted her thin and delicate shoulders: "Go to bed, I'll be back soon."

It was nearly twelve o'clock.

After the college entrance examination, she returned to her normal routine and rarely stayed up late. She would get a headache every time she was not asleep after 11 o'clock.

She lay down under the quilt and fell asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow.

When Yu Hanshen came out of the shower, he saw the girl on the bed curled up in a small ball with her face buried in the quilt, leaving only her long, shiny black hair spread out on the pillow.

He turned off the lights, lay down next to Si Tong, reached out to take the girl's soft and slender body into his arms, kissed her lips, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, Si Tong was awakened by the music of the national flag-raising ceremony. She turned over in a daze, and then a pair of warm and thick hands covered her ears.

The music was blocked out and she fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, the seat next to me was empty and cold. I guess Yu Hanshen had been up for a while.

Her cell phone was placed on the bedside table. When Si Tong picked up the phone, he saw a note under it.

——I have something to do today. If you need me, tell the housekeeper to pick you up at 6pm.

In the lower right corner is Yu Hanshen’s signature.

The font is vigorous and powerful, and grand and majestic, especially Yu Hanshen's signature, which, like him, exudes the majesty of a superior.

Yu Hanshen didn't write clearly why he picked her up, but Si Tong knew.

The set of jewelry Qin Sihan gave her will be auctioned tonight.

Si Tong smiled, got up, washed, changed clothes, and just opened the door, he was met with the servant's smiling face, "Mrs. Yu is awake, I will take you to the restaurant."

In the restaurant, when the butler saw Si Tong coming in, he immediately ordered the servants to bring breakfast to the table. While Si Tong was eating, he poured water and handed him wet towels. His service was very careful and thoughtful.

After breakfast, the housekeeper smiled and said, "This is Mrs. Yu's first time here. Can I take you to get familiar with the environment?"

Si Tong didn't refuse.

Before leaving the restaurant, she felt her mouth was a little dry, so she asked for a cup of hot water.

The housekeeper showed her around all the rooms. The courtyard house was very old and looked a bit old from the outside, but the furnishings inside were very exquisite and unique.

Finally, the housekeeper brought Si Tong to the study, where there was a set of solid wood tables and chairs, the walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings, and the antique shelf behind the tables and chairs was filled with porcelain of various shapes and colors.

Si Tong was looking around casually when her eyes were suddenly attracted by the small bookshelf in the corner. Seeing some historical books on it, she put her water cup on the table and wanted to pick up a book.

"Oh! No, no, no!" The housekeeper suddenly shouted, scaring Si Tong.

Without waiting for her to speak, the housekeeper rushed over and grabbed the water cup that Si Tong had placed on the table.

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the cup was not hot.

Si Tong looked at him suspiciously. The butler looked to be in his fifties and gave her the impression of being a well-trained, calm and reliable person. It was strange that he was so flustered.

The housekeeper realized that he had lost his composure a little bit, smiled awkwardly, and explained: "This set of tables and chairs is made of Huanghuali wood, with a history of more than 300 years. It is very precious."

"If the water temperature is too hot, it will easily leave white marks, which cannot be wiped off and will damage the table."

Si Tong looked at this set of tables and chairs that looked ordinary no matter how he looked at them, and stepped back unconsciously, "How precious is it?"

The butler said, "If you put any chair up at an auction, it will fetch at least nine figures."

Si Tong put away his casual thoughts and couldn't help but re-examine the porcelain and calligraphy and paintings in this room, "Are these things all authentic?"

The housekeeper nodded and pointed to one of the ancient paintings on the wall: "That is a painting by Qi Baishi. Mr. Yu spent 900 million to buy it from Poly Auction House five years ago."

Pointing to another painting, he said, "That's Fan Zeng's. Mr. Yu bought it from Sobey's in Hong Kong three years ago for 21 million yuan."

“This and this are also by Qi Baishi.”

“That belongs to Wang Xianzhi.”

“That’s Kangxi blue and white porcelain.”

"That's a Qianlong-style cloisonné copper vase."

"That is……"

The housekeeper knows everything about it, including when and how much it cost, and where it was bought.

Si Tong was stunned. Yu Hanshen spent tens of millions or even hundreds of millions to buy an antique, as if it was as easy as picking up a dollar from the ground. However, any one of these items was worth more than an ordinary person could earn in their entire life.

Once again, she clearly felt the gap between herself and Yu Hanshen.

She held the cup of water that the housekeeper handed back to her, and remembered that there were also many porcelains and calligraphy and paintings in the master bedroom. "Are those in the master bedroom also authentic?"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Yu never collects fakes."

Si Tong: “…”

After visiting the interior, the butler took Si Tong for a walk outside the yard. There were courtyards everywhere around here. The butler pointed to several vermilion gates on both sides.

He introduced proudly: "The four rooms on the left and the five rooms on the right are all Mr. Yu's assets."

Si Tong: “…”

"Go to the end of this road and turn left. There are a few more shops, also owned by Mr. Yu."

Si Tong: “…”