Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Inside an upscale bar.

Ye Max’s good-looking brow furrowed slightly as he looked across the couch at Shen Ron, who was hugging a beautiful woman to his left and right, drunk as hell.

It was the first time in over ten years of knowing him that Ye Max had ever seen him indulge himself so much in cuddling and making out with a woman of the wind, and it was not barely a little refreshing.

In this regard, Shen Ron is as clean as he is, and doesn’t even give these popular lovers a second glance on a regular basis.

But after the novelty comes the breathlessness, the impatience, the worry.

“Ron, how about hanging out at my place tonight?” A woman had slipped her palms into Shen Ron’s shirt quite restlessly, her fingertips drawing small circles on his firm chest, to Shen Ron’s delight.

“Better go up to my house, it’s more spacious.”

“I’ll go up to the house of whichever one of you can … have a baby.” Shen Ron grinned drunkenly.

“I can.”

“I can too.”

“Then we’ll all go back to my house … and we’ll play together …”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. …”

“Ahem …” A certain person coughed dryly twice with his fist against his teeth inaudibly, and then waved his hand, “Get out, both of you, you’re not needed here.”

“But …” The two women looked at each other, unwilling to leave.

The one who invited them home to play was the young master of Shen’s family, so how could they give up the opportunity so easily?

“Get out!” Ye Max grimaced.

The two women were too intimidated by his aura to squeal any more and stood up from the couch.

“Wait for me at the door … and don’t wander off oh …” Shen Ron grinned heatedly and gave them a squeeze on their plump buttocks, and the two women smiled delightedly and nodded vigorously, “See you there!”

After the woman left, Shen Ron leaned back softly against the back of the couch and grunted, “Why … chase my people away, it’s no fun.”

“Have a glass of honey water to unblock the bar.” Ye Max handed him a glass of honey water on the table and he took it and drank it down.

“Now that you know Cheng Lydia was picked up by that Gu William guy, you’re not going to go and get her back?” Ye Max said.

After Shen Ron left Shen’s building this morning, there was some vague uneasiness in his heart. As he did, he called the building security to seek information about the situation behind him, and the security guard told him that Cheng Lydia had been taken away by Gu William.

Shen Ron snorted disdainfully, “He has a desire to grab anything that is mine.”

“That’s why Cheng Lydia is in more danger.”

“Let him be, big deal if he steals it, find another one with a hotter body and a better temper than her.” Shen Ron grinned up dementedly.

Ye Max rolled his eyes breathlessly and finally gave up on communicating with him.

It was after three in the afternoon when Cheng Lydia came out of Gu William’s house, and she didn’t think she’d be sleeping in Gu William’s house for that long.

She accompanied Chung Grace to the Mercedes 4S shop and felt a pang of sadness in her heart as she watched Chung Grace and the car salesman interacting cheerfully from afar.

What does she have to do to wake Chung Grace from this bubbly bliss?

“Lydia, come on over here.” Chung Grace smiled and waved at her.

Lydia took a step over and Chung Grace pulled her to the car with a smile as she said, “Do you think I should change the color of the seats to black, would it be corny to have a red exterior with a black interior?”

“I think it’s just fine the way it is.” Cheng Lydia blurted out.

She really wasn’t in the mood but helping Chung Grace out, much less having fun with her.

“Better forget it then, no change, pick up the car today.” Chung Grace pulled open the passenger side door and pushed Cheng Lydia inside, going around to the other side of the cab herself.

It’s a very new style, great performance car that costs over $3 million and fits Chung Grace’s character.

All the way there, Chung Grace was telling stories about her time abroad with Gu William, looking as happy as a newlywed wife.

“Grace,” Cheng Lydia couldn’t resist speaking up and interrupting her, staring at her with a straight face, “Take my advice, don’t get good with him, it won’t end well.”

Chung Grace smiled and gave her a look, “I think you’re just disappointed in rich men, so when you see one, you think they’re no good.”

“No, I don’t really think Gu William is the right boyfriend.”

“Don’t worry, I’m a bit of an old hand at love affairs, he may not be able to beat me if he wants to play.” Chung Grace smiled smugly.

Cheng Lydia stalled in her speech and could no longer find a reason to talk her out of it.

Despite all her reluctance, Cheng Lydia had to let Chung Grace get into Gu William’s car and see them off to a romantic French dinner.

Gu William left her with that last smile … unfathomable.

If it wasn’t intentional, how could it be done so obviously? However, one was not related to him, and it was the first time one met him, wasn’t it?

For The Shen Family, Cheng Lydia really didn’t want to go back, wandering the streets alone until late, it was the night of the lunar eclipse, the sky was much darker than usual after the eclipse. It was the night of the lunar eclipse, and the sky was much darker than usual after the eclipse. The pedestrians on the street were thinning out, and in Cheng Lydia’s opinion, each of them was happy, each of them had their own home, and when they were tired and late, their home was just ahead of them when their feet turned.

Standing at the crossroads, Cheng Lydia was at a loss as to where to go.

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Shen Mansion, a place as frightening as a nightmare …

Taking a long, soft breath and turning on her heel, she chose the intersection that led to The Shen Family.

When Cheng Lydia returned to The Shen Family, the bedroom was dark and silent inside, and the bathroom was dry inside, with no sign that anyone had been there.

Hasn’t Shen Ron returned yet? Or did he go to sleep in Yang June’s room? Did he spend every night he left before in Yang June’s room too?

Cheng Lydia shrugged it off, reminding herself not to speculate or think too much about it, after all, Shen Ron and Yang June were the happy young couple in love and in name only.

She grabbed a set of pajamas from inside her closet and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out she vaguely heard movement downstairs, as if it was Shen Ron’s voice.

She went to the door and pulled open a crack to listen intently, the noisy voices downstairs were indeed Shen Ron’s, and seemed to be accompanied by Old Lady Shen’s reprimand.

Cheng Lydia pulled open the door of the room as it were and walked out, Shen Ron’s voice slurred gradually louder, “Why are you kicking them out … I’m bringing them back to have a baby … you don’t kick They go … not allowed to go …!”

Downstairs, Shen Ron was holding a beautiful young woman in a revealing dress in each arm, drunkenly yelling, while the beauty in his arms was bashfully red in the face, unable to leave because she was being held too tightly by Shen Ron.

Old Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Shen, were all woken up and stood in the long living room with their coats on.

“Ron, just let us go.” The beautiful woman pleaded in a small voice.

I thought Shen Ron was living alone, but I didn’t realize there was someone else in the house. I should have known I would have gotten a room outside to play.

“No one is going anywhere, no … one!” Shen Ron giggled and walked them in the direction of the stairs, “Go … to my room, I have a big bed at home …”

When Mrs. Shen found Cheng Lydia standing at the entrance of the spiral staircase on the second floor, she was afraid that she would be upset and Shen Ron was too drunk to wake up, so she stepped in front of Shen Ron and slapped him with her hand, scolding him angrily, “Shen Ron! Get these two women out of my house!”

Shen Ron did not sober up from the slap, but embraced the beautiful woman in his arms and looked at the old lady with no good grace, “Grandma … why did you hit me? You said you wanted to have a grandson, didn’t you …? I’m giving you a heavy grandson. …”

“Nonsense!” Old Mrs. Shen raised her hand and gave him a second slap, twisted her head and called out at the door, “Jerry, Xiao Hai, throw these two women out!”

Two strong family men immediately walked in and forcibly pulled the two women out of Shen Ron’s arms. Shen Ron’s body lost its balance for a moment and almost fell to the ground.

“Ron …” Mrs. Shen quickly went up to hold his swaying body, swept a glance at the second floor without a word Cheng Lydia lowered her voice and said, “Your wife is watching, hurry back to your room to rest.”

“My wife …?” Shen Ron hiccuped and giggled, scanning the room, “Who’s my wife? Who …?”

With that, his gaze finally stopped on Cheng Lydia on the second floor, and the smile on his face changed to disdain, “Is she? She’s not my wife, she’s … her and Young Master Gu are the natural pair …”

Cheng Lydia’s cold face flashed with a slight surprise, what was he talking about? Did he mean Gu William by the young master? How did he know that she had been with Gu William today?

“I don’t want her as my wife, I just want June …”

“Shut the hell up!” Old Mrs. Shen almost gave him another slap, but ended up clenching her palm reluctantly.

Cheng Lydia finally moved and slowly walked down from the second floor, stood in front of Shen Ron and looked at him with a bland face, sneering, “Even if you don’t care about my feelings, don’t you care about your June’s feelings? Don’t you love her very much? If she knew that you not only married me, but also brought home women from outside, she would be devastated, right?”

Shen Ron finally quieted down a bit, but not for a few seconds and then suddenly laughed in despair, “June … June she must be devastated, it’s all because you guys are forcing me to … ”

Cheng Lydia suddenly yelled, “Am I forcing you or are you forcing me?”

“It was Cheng Lydia who forced Shen Ron!” said Shen Ron, playing the bummer like a child.

Seeing that the two had the momentum of a volcano crashing into the earth, Old Lady Shen became anxious and quickly summoned the houseguests to send Shen Ron back to his bedroom to rest.

Shen Ron was forcibly helped to the second floor, and Cheng Lydia held back and stepped up to the second floor as well.

Seeing the houseboy helping Shen Ron into her bedroom, she couldn’t help but call them from behind and said unkindly, “What’s the point of sending him to my room? Send him to his beloved’s room.”

“This … is.” The family members looked at each other, at Cheng Lydia, and then at Old Lady Shen behind Cheng Lydia.

Old Mrs. Shen was busy rounding up the situation and said with a smile, “Young Madam is having a meltdown with Young Master, quickly help Young Master inside.”

With these words from the old lady, the houseboy as it were, put Shen Ron into the bedroom and put him on the bed.

Shen Ron finally got tired of making a mess all night and got into bed and fell asleep, Cheng Lydia looked at Shen Ron who occupied almost the whole bed in a big shape and smelled Toby’s wine scent from him, her eyebrows couldn’t help but frown slightly.

She hates drunk men, especially drunk men who have their minds set on another woman. that’s what happened to Lim Toby, and that’s what happened to Shen Ron, so maybe that’s why she hates it.

She turned and headed to the closet to find a spare quilt, only to turn around and find Old Lady Shen still standing by the door without leaving, she froze and said in a still gentle voice, “Why isn’t Grandma going to rest yet?”

Although there was resentment in her heart, she was able to hold back her emotions when dealing with an old man in his eighties.

And the old woman saw this in her, and a twinge of regret for her flooded her heart as she slowly walked up and pulled her down on the couch after.

Cheng Lydia didn’t move, pulling her hands back from her palms and taking the thin blanket aside to cover her lap.

An alas sigh spilled from the old lady’s mouth as she said, “O Lydia, Grandma didn’t mean to hide it from you, I thought Ron had told you about June, I thought you knew … about it.”

Cheng Lydia laughed lightly, what was the point of talking about it now?

“Grandma, you don’t have to say anymore.” After a day of calming down, she wasn’t as shaken and excited as she was this morning, instead she was calm enough to make the old lady panic and her tone was equally calm, “Ron is right, the marriage between the two of us was supposed to be a trade of benefits for each of us, with or without Yang June.”

The old lady patted her hand tenderly, “To be honest, Grandma prefers the kind and individualistic you over the spoiled June. Grandma truly hopes that you and Ron can fall in love with each other, forget about the previous agreement, and love each other for the rest of your life.”

Seeing Cheng Lydia’s silence, the old woman added, “Promise me you won’t be mad at Ron, okay?”

Cheng Lydia took a look at Shen Ron on the bed and smiled faintly, “What is Grandma referring to? His behavior today? Or what happened with him and Yang June?”

“All of them, I guess.”

“But Grandma, don’t you think that’s unfair to me?”

“I know.” The old lady let out another helpless sigh, and her sad gaze moved to Shen Ron afterwards, “June saved Ron’s life when he was a kid, and Ron always felt that June gave him a second life, and the two of them knew each other since they were kids, and they talked a lot, and Ron was a devoted man, so… …”

The old woman paused and continued, “His affair with June aside, there are too few men as rich and devoted as Ron, and if you can get his heart, sooner or later he’ll use that devotion on you too.”

How easy is it to get the heart of a man who has lost his heart?

Shen Ron’s determination this morning when he said that he and Yang June would never be separated in their lifetime was still clearly imprinted in her mind.

“To put it mildly, Yang June has been in a coma for four years, and the doctors say she won’t make it for another two years at most.” The old lady said with a slight note of gratitude.

And as she uttered the words, Cheng Lydia clearly heard a low sob from the bed, and she saw Shen Ron turn around and lie on his side on that side of the bed.

Yang June won’t live for two years? Cheng Lydia looked at the old woman in surprise.

She should have been happy to hear the news, but a wave of sadness and sympathy came over her. She and Yang June were supposed to be rivals, but she couldn’t feel any hatred for her, whether it was because she was ashamed that she had interfered in her marriage with Shen Ron, or because of the strange emotions she felt when she saw her face, which looked like her own.

In her past life, she and Yang June must have been sisters, right? How else would they look so similar in this life?

After the old lady left, Cheng Lydia got up and walked to the bedside, silently gazing at Shen Ron’s quiet sleeping face. She could clearly see the tearstains sliding down the corners of his eyes, which must have been shed just now when the old lady said that Yang June wouldn’t live for two years, and that he wasn’t really asleep.

The old lady was right. Apart from anything else, can you find another man in the world who is as rich, good-looking and devoted as he is?

The man who is dedicated to his feelings is the most attractive man.

Cheng Lydia’s hatred for him was draining away little by little, and instead she began to feel sorry for him. It must be hard to watch your beloved’s life wither away, right?

After she removed his shoes and socks, pulled the covers back, and turned off the bedside lamp, she gazed at him and whispered, “Don’t worry, Yang June she’ll be fine.”

She didn’t know why she’d said such a self-defeating thing to him, maybe she was touched by the tear tracks in the corners of his eyes.

A man’s tears are not lightly shed, they are just not yet sad.

Cheng Lydia turned off the headlights and moved a spare quilt from the closet to lie down on the couch, closing her eyes.

She didn t notice that Shen Ron ghosted his eyes … open as she turned off the headlights.