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

Madam Shen was dazzled by the sudden appearance of her own granddaughter, her eyes shining, "Did you hear that, old man? Tongtong is our granddaughter."

"No wonder I liked Tongtong the first time I saw her. I thought her figure resembled our Xiaoli. It turns out she is Xiaoli's daughter."

But the next moment, the light in the old woman's eyes went out, and her own granddaughter was being rescued.

"Tongtong!" Old Madam Shen threw Shen Muli aside and rushed over to bang on the door, banging louder than Shen Muli did. She completely forgot what she had just said about making a lot of noise affecting the doctors' rescue efforts.

Her heart was filled with only her granddaughter, "You can't die, Tongtong, I'm your grandma, you don't even know I'm your grandma..."

There was dead silence outside the operating room, with only the crying of mother and daughter as the only sound.

Madam Si, who was crying the most sadly, was so frightened that she forgot to cry.

"Quiet." Mr. Shen, who had been silent all the time, spoke.

Compared to his wife's excitement, he seemed very rational and looked at Shen Muli calmly, "How did you find out that Tongtong was your child? Did Li Shuang tell you?"

Mr. Shen's face was serious. "This matter is of great importance. We cannot believe Li Shuang's one-sided words."

Who knows what Li Shuangan is thinking.

Mo Xubei picked up the phone that Si Qingcheng had dropped on the ground, handed it to his uncle who was in a daze, and told him about Shen Muli's blood donation to Si Tong.

Mr. Shen didn't expect that his daughter would come to donate blood after falling out with Si Tong.

After a moment of silence, "So, Si Tong is really our Shen family's child?"

"It's almost certain." Mo Xubei said, "But it's better to do a paternity test."

Si Qingcheng was in a trance.

It seemed like God was playing a joke on him.

The child who was almost thrown to death by him, was not acknowledged by him, and suffered a lot, turned out to be his and Shen Muli's daughter.

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Yu Wanning didn't expect to hear such explosive news as soon as she arrived.

It was shocking enough that Si Tong was Si Qingcheng's illegitimate daughter, but she didn't expect that it was actually Shen Muli's child.

She is the daughter of the Si and Shen families. There is no one else like her in the whole Haicheng.

Yu Wan Ning quickly took out her cell phone from her bag and called Mo Zhanyi.

Mo Zhanyi was being scolded by Si Jintong at this moment.

The fact that Si Tong is Si Qingcheng's daughter makes Si Jintong feel like she is facing a formidable enemy.

Before, Si Qingcheng took Shen Yanxi to familiarize herself with the business of Twin Technology. She thought about finding the illegitimate daughter, destroying the relationship between Si Qingcheng and Shen Muli, and then dealing with Shen Yanxi.

Now that Shen Yanxi has been abandoned by Si Qingcheng, there is no need for that illegitimate daughter to come back and cause trouble.

And that illegitimate daughter turned out to be Si Tong. Si Jintong was so anxious that she paced back and forth in the living room.

She did not forget that her old mother liked Si Tong very much.

With Yu Hanshen behind Si Tong, who knows whether Yu Hanshen will help Si Tong fight for the Si family's assets?

With Yu Hanshen's means and abilities, if he helps Si Tong fight, even a hundred Si Jintongs cannot defeat him.

Si Jintong became more and more angry as she thought about it. "I asked you to settle down with Shi Zaian and get married sooner, so that he could join the company and learn about the group's business with your uncle, but you refused to listen!"

"Now, a new person shows up. Your grandparents have always favored your uncle and will definitely hand over the company to your uncle's child."

"You're scolding Zhan Yi too early." Mo Cheng couldn't bear to see his daughter being blamed, so he said, "Si Tong is still in critical condition, it's a question whether he can survive."

"Besides, there is Shen Muli in the middle. Qingcheng will not recognize Si Tong. As long as Qingcheng does not recognize her, everything will be fine."

After hearing this, Si Jintong's expression eased a little.

Yes, the second brother will not recognize Si Tong. Even if Yu Hanshen wants to fight for Si Tong, the second brother is still in the lead.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when the green-glazed teacup in Mo Zhanyi's hand suddenly fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a "crash".

Si Jintong was startled and looked at Mo Zhanyi unhappily, "What are you doing? You can't even hold the teacup steadily."

Mo Zhanyi felt as if he had been hit hard on the head with a stick. After a long while, he turned his stiff neck and said, "Si Tong... is my uncle and aunt's daughter..."

The only person she can call aunt is Shen Muli.

"What did you say?" Si Jintong suspected that her ears were broken.

Mo Cheng also looked over.

After a while, Mo Zhanyi suddenly smiled bitterly.

I originally thought that even if she lost to Si Tong in love, at least she was of noble birth and Si Tong would never be able to compare to her.

As a result, she even lost to Si Tong in terms of origin.

The heavy rain continued until dawn on the 9th.

At around seven in the morning, Mo Zhanyi and his parents rushed to Huahe Hospital. Outside the operating room, there was a gloomy and heavy atmosphere.

Everyone was there, and the six elderly people didn't go home in the end last night.

Fu Yunrong asked the Yu family's servant to bring breakfast, but no one was in the mood to eat.

Si Jintong had a gloomy face. Mo Cheng greeted everyone, said a few words of comfort, and pulled Si Jintong, who was almost unable to hold back her anger, away.

Mo Zhanyi didn't leave, his eyes fell on Yu Hanshen's broad shoulders.

The man stood at the door of the operating room, with a solemn aura around him, wearing the same black shirt and trousers as usual.

But they no longer have the crispness of the past. Both the shirt and the trousers have obvious wrinkles, as if they had been wet and then dried by the body.

His usually shiny business leather shoes were no longer spotless, and his hair was a little messy from being rained on.

Mo Zhanyi was somewhat unable to connect the unkempt man in front of him with the richest man in Haicheng who was always calm, sophisticated and elegant.

Yu Hanshen stood there until after eight o'clock in the evening.

On this day, he didn't even drink a sip of water. Mo Zhanyi watched with his own eyes as the man he had loved for many years visibly lost weight for another woman.

The already thin face appears more three-dimensional and profound.

"You haven't eaten anything from last night. Please eat something." Old Madam Yu was very worried about her son's health.

Yu Hanshen didn't move.

"You kid." Old Madam Yu sighed.

More than an hour later, as everyone waited anxiously, the door of the operating room was opened again.

The one who came out this time was Doctor Zhu.

Everyone immediately swarmed over.

"How is my daughter?" Shen Muli's voice was very hoarse.

Under the eager gaze of the crowd, Dr. Zhu took off his mask. The dark circles under his eyes almost reached his chin, and his lips were dry and chapped: "Mrs. Yu's bleeding has stopped, and her vital signs have recovered."

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a taut string in the air loosened.

Shen Muli burst into tears of joy instantly. The three old men hugged each other and cried bitterly. Si Qingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he, a man in his forties, almost shed tears.

Yu Hanshen raised his hands, rubbed his hair hard, turned around and punched the wall, only then did he manage to calm down.

Mo Zhanyi saw Yu Hanshen's relief at this moment, and for some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

"You've been standing here watching for a whole day, aren't you satisfied?" Mo Xubei walked behind her.

Mo Zhanyi turned around and threw himself into his brother's arms, "Brother, I really should let it go."

Mo Xubei felt a little distressed, patted his sister on the shoulder, and said with relief: "My sister has grown up."

Three days later, Si Tong woke up in the middle of the night. She was now lying in the intensive care unit.

She was a little confused when she opened her eyes. Before she could figure out her current situation, a familiar low voice sounded in her ears, showing her tenderness: "Wake up."

"Does it hurt?"