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

In the white Land Rover, Si Tong looked back at He Qinglan who was standing next to the Maybach.

He Qinglan's last words were obviously suggestive and provocative, and they were said in front of her. She felt somewhat uncomfortable in her heart.

But Yu Hanshen's response easily dispelled the uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

Si Tong looked at the man's handsome eyes and eyebrows. The back seat of the Land Rover was different from that of the Maybach. It was a three-seater with no partition in the middle.

She moved closer to Yu Hanshen and sat in the middle seat. She put her left hand through the man's arm and rested her head on his strong and broad shoulder.

Yu Hanshen was quite pleased with the girl's sudden embrace. He touched her smooth cheek with his other hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Si Tong smiled: "Nothing, I just feel more and more that Mr. Yu is very likable."

The sweet words of a little girl.

Yu Hanshen smiled unconsciously, stroked Si Tong's smooth skin with his thumb, and lowered his voice: "When we get home later, I will make you like it even more."

"..." Si Tong blushed and subconsciously looked at He Heng.

Although he didn't say anything explicit, adults could understand the deep meaning in his words.

The car was already quiet, so even if he spoke in a low voice, He Heng would probably be able to hear it.

Si Tong was not as thick-skinned as him and could not bear the psychological pressure, so he let go, sat back in his window seat, and decided to ignore him.

He Heng: “…” Haha, I want to become deaf.

I never realized before that this serious and aloof CEO of Huangsheng would be so good at flirting with young girls.

After an unknown amount of time, the Land Rover drove into the courtyard gate of the Gongyuan.

Si Tong got out of the car and ran straight into the entrance of the villa without waiting for Yu Hanshen. Yu Hanshen followed slowly behind her carrying her canvas bag and entered the master bedroom. The sound of a girl taking a shower could be heard in the bathroom.

He glanced at the bathroom door, put the canvas bag on the sofa, and gracefully took off his watch, collar pin and cufflinks and placed them on the coffee table.

He walked towards the bathroom while pulling his tie.

As his hand just grasped the door handle, the cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. Yu Hanshen stopped turning the door handle, took out his cell phone, lowered his eyes to glance at the incoming call, and answered it.

"Ah Shen." On the phone, my second aunt's tone was somewhat blaming: "Why did you leave Qinglan alone on the road? She was injured."

Yu Hanshen walked to the balcony, closed the sliding door, and spoke at a leisurely pace: "How old is she?"

Second aunt choked.

Thirty-two.

"She is not a child anymore, but she is alone in Haicheng after all, with no one to rely on. You are the only friend she knows, and you grew up together, so you should take care of her a little bit."

My aunt spoke with deep sincerity. She had long known what He Qinglan was thinking and she also supported the two young people being together.

If He Qinglan and Yu Hanshen get married, it will be a powerful combination and a close relationship.

But now, Yu Hanshen is with a girl from a mediocre background, and she feels very sorry about it.

"Second aunt." Yu Hanshen held up his cell phone, put his other hand in his pocket, and stood tall in front of the balcony railing. His deep gaze passed through the sliding door and fell in the direction of the bathroom.

"I respect you as my elder, but even if you are my elder, you have no right to interfere in my affairs." His tone was light, but with an irrefutable momentum: "If you are worried about He Qinglan in Haicheng, persuade her to return to Beijing."

Second aunt: “…”

Yu Hanshen added: "Today she deliberately hit my car. I didn't bother with her for the sake of you and the He family, but there won't be a next time."

Second aunt was a little surprised: "Deliberately hit your car? No way, how could Qinglan do such a tactless and dangerous thing..."

"She knows whether it was intentional or not." Yu Hanshen's eyes were grim. When He Qinglan came to talk to him, she was not surprised to see him at all, as if she had known that the Maybach was his.

Instead, she was a little surprised to see Si Tong.

It was this surprise that made Yu Hanshen not intend to argue with her.

If she knew Si Tong was in the car and still bumped into him, no matter what her purpose was, Yu Hanshen would not let her off easily.

After hanging up the phone, he did not go back to the bedroom immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and stood on the balcony smoking.

When Si Tong came out with a hair dryer, he saw a man standing on the balcony smoking. The white mist slowly coming out from his thin lips blurred half of Yu Hanshen's face.

Inexplicably, there is an indescribable attraction.

Very handsome, full of sexual tension.

But Si Tong had no intention of appreciating this charming scene. He walked up to him, took the remaining half of the cigarette from his hand, and, imitating the way he used to twist the cigarette butt, put out the half cigarette on the metal guardrail.

"Smoke less in the future." She looked up at Yu Hanshen, "It's bad for your health."

Although the cigarettes that Yu Hanshen smokes are very expensive and contain less nicotine than ordinary cigarettes, they are still harmful to the body.

Yu Hanshen lowered his eyes and looked at her acting like a wife controlling her husband. He smiled and raised his hand to pinch her chin, "I'll listen to you, housekeeper."

Si Tong smelled the tobacco from the man's fingertips. She rubbed the place where her chin was pinched with the back of her hand, and her fair cheeks flushed.

"Who is the housekeeper? Also, your hands smell like cigarettes, they stink!"

After saying that, he turned and ran into the room.

Sit in front of the dressing table and plug in the hair dryer to blow dry your hair.

Yu Hanshen walked into the bathroom with a smile. Si Tong's hair was not yet dry, and he came out wrapped in a bath towel.

This time he didn't walk up and stand behind Si Tong. Instead, he sat on the sofa, took out the textbook from Si Tong's canvas bag, crossed his long legs and flipped through it casually.

Looks very patient.

Si Tong's gaze fell on the makeup mirror, in which was reflected the figure of Yu Hanshen. His superior muscle lines made it difficult to take his eyes away.

Yu Hanshen suddenly raised his eyes, and their gazes met in the makeup mirror.

Si Tong quickly looked away.

Behind me, I heard a man's teasing voice: "If you want to look, just look freely. I am all yours, you can look at me as you like."

Si Tong's ears felt hot, so she lowered her head to blow her hair and ignored him.

Yu Hanxin flipped through Si Tong's book. The notes on the pages were very detailed and the handwriting was beautiful. It was obvious that she was very focused in class.

After turning a few pages, he suddenly stopped.

Just at this moment, Si Tong turned off the hair dryer, and his ears suddenly became quiet.

She turned around, and Yu Hanshen looked up as well.

"Student Si, tell me, what is this?" Yu Hanshen raised his hand, his slender fingers pinching a piece of paper.

The side of the note with the words on it was facing Si Tong. When she saw the words on it, her scalp suddenly tingled.

Yu Hanshen stood up, walked over with long legs, put the note on the dressing table in front of her, and supported himself on the table with one hand. With the other hand, he pinched the back of Si Tong's neck.

"Come, read it." He stood behind Si Tong, his broad body slightly bent, and his shadow enveloped Si Tong with an oppressive feeling.

This posture of settling accounts made Si Tong feel a chill on her back. She felt that the fingers pinching the back of her neck were like the fangs of a wild beast, which could bite her neck off at any time.

She couldn't read it, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "This...maybe someone put it in my book by mistake. I, I don't know many people in school..."

"Really?" Yu Hanshen moved his index finger to the note and touched the two words 'Si Tong' on it. "Is this called misplacing?"

Si Tong: “…”

Since the beginning of the school year, she has been approached by many boys from both inside and outside the department, and it is common for them to slip love notes into her books.

Every time she saw it, she would throw it away, but this one slipped through the net.

"There's not even a signature on the note. It must be someone's prank. Maybe it was Nian Nian who did it..." Si Tong felt the hand on the back of his neck getting stronger and stronger. He was a little scared and tried to put the blame on Ji Niannian to get away with it.

But how could Yu Hanshen believe such a lame excuse?

"It seems that my fiancée is very popular in school." Yu Hanshen's tone sounded nonchalant.