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

Si Tong didn't say anything else. He opened his eyes and looked at the light-dappled windows of the ward. From time to time, the sound of car horns could be heard downstairs, making the ward even quieter.

After a long while, she spoke again, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible:

"Since we met, you have been very good to me, so good that I often feel that I can't repay you. So I thought, since you like my body so much, I should repay you with my body."

"A lot of people say that I'm not worthy of you, that you're just into me for a while, that sooner or later you'll get tired of me and abandon me. I've heard that so many times that it's had some effect on me, but I also think, what does it matter? The more you like me, the more I'll repay you."

"I always thought I liked you, but until grandma got into trouble, I realized I didn't like you that much. Compared to my family, you didn't seem that important."

"During this period of time, whenever I close my eyes, I see grandma's face, and I can't help but resent you. I can't help but think, if only I hadn't been with you, if only I hadn't met you."

"But because of the child, I can't leave you right away. I want to give birth to this child as a way to repay you for all you have done for me."

Hot liquid slid down from the corners of Si Tong's eyes. "Now that the child is gone, I can never repay you in the future. Let's separate."

After saying the last sentence, she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife.

Yu Hanshen is different from Yu Zhiheng.

Yu Zhiheng was just the naive heartbeat of youth. The most intimate thing they had ever done was holding hands and taking a walk. Although they were sad when they separated, it was just sadness.

Yu Hanshen had already penetrated into her body and her soul, and had taken deep roots in her heart. Being separated from him was like digging a piece out of her heart, leaving her bleeding and in excruciating pain.

Yu Hanshen sat up, pulled up the crying girl, hugged her in his arms, and sighed in his heart.

He restrained his aggressive demeanor as the CEO of Huangsheng, and coaxed in a low voice: "It seems you didn't listen to a word I said to you before."

"Grandma just passed away. You are very sad now. Your mind is not clear and any decision you make will be irrational. Give yourself some time. When you calm down, you may have different ideas."

Si Tong shook her head in his arms and choked up, "I am very sober and calm. Life with you is good, but it is really not suitable for me."

"Whether it's you or Yu Zhiheng, your relationship is like the most exquisite and expensive merchandise in a shop window, and I am a passerby standing outside the window in ragged clothes, unable to pay the high price."

"But by chance, I got this exquisite and expensive commodity for free, and then was envied and coveted by others, and I paid a painful price for it time and time again."

"My grandmother asked me before, why didn't I learn from my mistakes and stay with you when I was with Yu Zhiheng and killed my uncle and brother? I thought at the time that I would never fall in the same place twice."

"It turned out that I was too naive. I lost my loved ones again. I'm sorry, I really can't continue to be with you. Every time I face you, I will remember that I killed my grandmother. I am so painful and sad. Please help me."

Si Tong hugged Yu Hanshen's neck tightly and cried helplessly.

She was like a lost person walking in a wilderness, looking around, unable to tell the direction, with winds blowing from all directions and nowhere to hide.

Yu Hanshen quietly hugged the girl's slender body, his eyes were extremely dark, his facial features were tense, and after a long time, he whispered slowly: "I'm sorry."

Si Tong finally cried herself to sleep in Yu Hanshen's arms.

Yu Hanshen helped her lie down, covered her with the quilt, tucked in the corners, went to the bathroom to get a towel soaked in hot water, and gently wiped the tears from Si Tong's face.

Looking down at her for a moment, Yu Hanshen put down the towel and left the ward.

He walked to the fire escape, stood on the steps and lit a cigarette. The curling green smoke blurred the man's expression, making his eyes seem more unfathomable.

After taking a few puffs, Yu Hanshen took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected, and the man tapped the cigarette with his slender fingers. As the ashes fell, he spoke in a cold voice, "How's it going?"

"We have already received 12%." A respectful male voice came from the phone, "There are still a few shareholders who have close ties with He Huanshan. Even though He's stock price has plummeted, they are unwilling to transfer their shares."

Yu Han curled his thin lips, and a hint of coldness flashed in his deep and calm eyes:

"Now the major shareholders of the He Group are in a panic. These few people can stand firm. There must be someone taking the lead. Let's find out who is the leader."

Get rid of the leader first, and the rest will be a mess.

"Yes." The person on the phone responded respectfully.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Hanshen stood there and finished the cigarette in his hand. Having lived for more than thirty years, he has never failed to get what he wanted.

Whether it is objects or people.