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

Si Tong woke up and met Zhang Mengling's ambiguous gaze.

Although she had fainted before, she was still vaguely conscious. She could feel herself being carried for various examinations and heard what the doctor said.

She was a little embarrassed and raised her hand to block Zhang Mengling's overly naked and straightforward gaze, "Don't look at me like that."

Zhang Mengling opened her hand, came up to her, and whispered in Si Tong's ear, "Is Third Uncle very good in bed?"

"As a girl, can you please stop saying these kinds of things? Aren't you ashamed?" Si Tong's ears felt hot.

Zhang Mengling snorted and said, "You weren't ashamed when you were doing it with Uncle San. Let me tell you, why should you be ashamed?"

Si Tong didn't want to pay attention to her.

Zhang Mengling insisted, "Tell me, do you feel good? Do you feel comfortable?"

Si Tong listened to her talk getting more and more outrageous, so he changed the subject: "Why did you come to Beijing?"

"Brother came here to discuss business, and brought me here to play. I didn't want to come, but when I thought of you being here, I came."

After Zhang Mengling finished speaking, she turned the topic back to the topic: "I'm really curious, what would Third Uncle, who is such a serious person, be like in bed?"

It's hard to imagine, really hard to imagine.

Yu Hanshen gives people the impression of being serious and ascetic. He should be sitting high on the Buddha platform like a high monk, living a pure and desireless life. It is really hard to imagine what he would be like after he is aroused by sexual desire.

Si Tong blushed when asked.

She couldn't help but think of last night, when the man pinched her waist with a fierce move, but his pair of dark eyes still looked calm and rational, steady and solemn, as calm and deep as an ancient well that had not been rippled for thousands of years.

She also remembered that every time after they finished, he would lean over to her ear and ask, "Are you comfortable?"

Every time at this time, Yu Hanshen's fast and loud heartbeat would beat against her chest again and again, leading her heart to gradually beat in the same rhythm as his.

At this moment, a tall and slender figure came in from the door of the ward.

Zhang Mengling wanted to ask more questions, but just as she was about to open her mouth, she heard familiar footsteps. She turned around and saw Yu Hanshen walking in with a dignified look.

The man was wearing a dark grey empire collar shirt and black trousers. He was not wearing a tie, and his collar was fastened with a silver collar pin. His straight and straight appearance gave off a strong sense of distance, dignity and power.

As soon as he came in, the air in the ward became extremely heavy, making it difficult to breathe.

Zhang Mengling's face turned serious and she stood up subconsciously, standing straight.

"Uncle, you're here." No matter how happy she said it behind his back, in front of Yu Hanshen, she was like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Well, my elder brother wants to talk to me about something, so I'll leave first." She raised her leg and wanted to slip away.

Just took two steps.

"Stop." Yu Hanshen suddenly spoke.

Zhang Mengling stood still immediately, and smiled at Yu Hanshen in a flattering manner, "Third Uncle, what's the matter?"

Could it be that he heard what I was talking about behind her back?

Ruined!

Yu Hanshen said calmly: "I have something to do in a while, you stay here with Tongtong in the afternoon."

Zhang Mengling breathed a sigh of relief. She was usually a bit nervous, but now she was very tactful. "Then I'll go out and buy some things. Third Uncle, you can chat with Tongtong first. I'll be back soon. Haha, you guys chat first."

After saying that, he ran away.

This time Yu Hanshen didn't call her.

The man walked to the bed and sat down. His heavy body caused the bed to sink.

He held up Si Tong's little hand which was hooked up to an IV drip, and with his other hand he gently stroked the back of Si Tong's fingers.

Yu Hanshen's hands were broad and thick, with distinct bones and bulging veins, full of the masculine strength of a mature man.

moment.

"Sorry," he said gently.

Si Tong was stunned for a moment.

Since they met, Yu Hanshen had done a lot for her and paid a lot, but in this relationship, he was always at the helm and never lowered his posture.

He used his usual ways and means to lead her and guide her onto the path he wanted her to take.

Besides, he had always been unattainable and didn't seem like the kind of person who would apologize.

But at this moment, Si Tong heard obvious apology in the man's usual commanding tone.

Si Tong looked up at his deep and sincere eyes and shook his head, "The main reason for my illness is drug allergy, it has nothing to do with you."

Yu Hanshen looked at the girl's well-behaved and sensible face with an unfathomable gaze, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Si Tong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, "What's wrong?"

"Are you hungry?" Yu Hanshen changed the subject calmly.

Si Tong still felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and didn't really feel like eating, but Yu Hanshen had already taken out his cell phone and dialed to order food.

Soon, the hotel staff brought the meal: "Hello sir, the total is nine hundred and eight."

Yu Hanshen paid the bill, helped Si Tong set up the dining table, and opened the takeouts one by one. The food was light and exquisite. Under Yu Hanshen's gaze, Si Tong reluctantly ate a little.

She didn't eat much, and her stomach felt uncomfortable. She raised her eyes to look at Yu Hanshen, and said in a soft voice with a hint of pity: "I can't eat anymore."

Yu Hanshen looked at her for a moment, but didn't force her. He cleared the table, poured a cup of warm water and placed it where Si Tong could reach it.

"I have a meeting this afternoon and will pick you up in the evening."

When he reached the door of the ward, he reminded her anxiously, "Call me if you have any problem."

Si Tong smiled: "Yeah."

After Yu Hanshen left, Zhang Mengling came back after a while. She had behaved much more obediently and no longer pestered Si Tong with questions.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Yu Hanshen came to pick up Si Tong. Just as Si Tong was about to get out of bed, his body suddenly became airborne.

Yu Hanshen just carried her out.

Si Tong was a little embarrassed and struggled to get off the ground: "I'm much better now, I can walk by myself."

Yu Hanshen tightened his arms, holding her firmly in his arms, and spoke in a strong tone: "Don't move."

Along the way, Si Tong felt that everyone was looking at her strangely. She was always calm, but she felt a little embarrassed by being looked at like that.

On the other hand, Yu Hanshen looked calm and steady, as if no one was around. He always looked straight ahead, as steady as a mountain.

Compared with this man, Si Tong felt that his mental strength was not strong enough.

Back at the courtyard, Yu Hanshen carried Si Tong into the bathroom of the master bedroom, then took her pajamas and underwear and said, "Take a shower first."

Then close the door and go out.

When he walked into the reception room, the butler was standing there with his head lowered waiting for Yu Hanshen.

Yu Hanshen walked to the main seat and sat down, slowly lighting a cigarette. As he puffed out smoke, his calm and deep gaze pierced through the mist and fell lightly on the butler.

He crossed his long legs, leaning his tall body slightly back on the chair, looking relaxed and carefree.

But the housekeeper felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain. His back became more and more bent, and cold sweat dripped from his ears.

"You used my name to trick the madam into taking medicine, Butler Wu, you really know how to do things." Yu Hanshen spoke lightly, his voice was not loud and his speech was calm, and he did not sound angry.

But it is this kind of blandness that makes people more frightened than thunder.