Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Shen Ron arrived in the second floor sitting room just as Zhang Jane came in with a pot of fine floral tea.

The old lady smiled and pointed to the flower tea on the table, “This is the tea Gu Andrew had sent over just today, ask Lydia to come over and taste it with her.”

“She doesn’t know much about tea.” Shen Ron walked over to the couch across from the old lady and sat down, picking up the cup of tea and sniffing it, unimpressed, “That’s all it is.”

“That’s why you’re prejudiced against Gu William.” The old lady gave him a cross look and took a light sip of her flower tea, “I really don’t understand what kind of grudge you two have built up in your past lives to be so at odds in this one.”

“Guess it’s a father-killer.” Shen Ron joked.

“How come, we The Shen Family and the Gu Family are family friends, I never thought that this relationship would be broken at the hands of you and Gu William.” Old Mrs. Shen took another sip of her flower tea and changed her tone, “How is the trouble over in the west side of the city being handled?”

“It’s basically panned out.”

“What about the household surnamed Chung?”

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“How did it settle?”

“Gave him a house in Wangye Park.” Shen Ron lowered his eyelids, not daring to look the old woman in the eye.

The old lady, who had been holding her tea at her mouth and blowing on it, heard his words and, as he had expected, moved with a start, her eyelids lifting upwards like a fan, and looked at him with astonishment.

She looked at him as if he was a stranger she had seen for the first time, not her own grandson.

“That’s not your style of doing things.” The old woman put the cup back on the table and scowled at him, “Do you think it’s really appropriate to do this? Have you thought about the consequences? My little ancestor!”

“I thought about it as a way to get a good mouthful of beer for the company.”

“Spending $50 million to buy a spit for the company? Did I hear you wrong or did you say it wrong?”

“You heard me right, Grandma, and I didn’t say anything wrong.” Shen Ron inhaled softly, the urge to strangle Cheng Lydia flooding his heart again.

It’s all because of this ignorant and idiotic woman who got him into trouble!

He steadied himself and said, “The people who live there are poor people, and if they leave the village, they will have no place to live… Grandma always advocates doing good deeds, so consider it a good deed.”

It was a line given to him by Cheng Lydia, and he now said it to the old lady.

“But that’s too big a price to pay, it’s so out of character for you.” The old woman shook her head helplessly, “I’ve grown to understand you less and less, Shen Ron!”

I’m losing track of myself too, Shen Ron sighed mentally.

Why was he helping that idiot take the blame for such a black eye? Wouldn’t it be nice to let her talk to the old lady herself and give her a lecture on how much of a mess she’d made?

Originally he had already upset the old lady by insisting that the place be a playground, and now …

“Don’t worry Grandma, you’ll earn this money back soon.” He smiled and reassured.

The old lady gave him a sidelong glance and said without good courage, “What can I do if I’m not at ease? Is there any room for maneuvering?”

“Guess not, those guys are really taking lives to spend with us, persistent as hell.”

“Next time you come across something like this say hello to me in advance.” The old lady picked up her cup of tea and put it down again, her interest in drinking tea all but gone.

“Got it.” Shen Ron looked at the old woman and smiled, “I wonder how you would have handled this in your place, Grandma?”

“Being merciful in the mall will only kill the company faster, I certainly supported what you did before, I’ve really wasted all these years teaching you.”

Yeah, if you keep being so kind, you’ll only make the company interfere faster!

Shen Ron sighed helplessly, his mind going back to the way Cheng Lydia had looked when she had called him cold-blooded and heartless, that contemptuous.

He shook his head hard, thinking how awful it was that he was being swayed in his mind by a woman.

After they finished talking about work, Shen Ron raised his wrist to check his watch, it was almost ten o’clock, he said to the old lady, “Grandma, you should rest early, I’ll go to my room first.”

“Wait a minute.” The older woman called out to Shen Ron who was about to get up from the couch.

“Is there anything else?”

“Asking you something personal.”

A flash of bad premonition hit him, and Shen Ron waited patiently for the old woman to speak.

The old lady didn’t bother to be polite with him and got right to the point: “Have you and Lydia been messing around at night lately?”

Shen Ron was speechless, and sure enough, he was asking about this shit again.

“Grandma, can you be subtle?” He didn’t have the heart to roll his eyes.

“I’m in a hurry. How can I be subtle? Is it or isn’t it? Are you playing surface love with me again?” The old lady purposely raised her face.

“Haunted haunted.” Shen Ron nodded his head as if he were a man.

“So is Lydia pregnant yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Did you ask her? She’s on her period again this month?”

“No.”

“Could it be that she’s pregnant and didn’t tell you?”

“No way.” Shen Ron couldn’t help but be confused along with him as he answered this, he remembered Cheng Lydia arriving on the seventh of last month and now it was the seventeenth, he had been making out with her for the past few days.

“You need to get on board, it’s been so long.” The old woman couldn’t help but get nagging again.

“Got it.” Shen Ron casually agreed, getting up from the couch and leaving the sitting room.

The next day, Shen Ron went to work early.

Cheng Lydia knew he was angry with himself and didn’t dare to mess with him, asking Tom for a car and driving out on her own.

She didn’t really know what she was supposed to do without going to work, Chung Grace was busy filming a movie and was rarely free, and her other colleagues didn’t have a close relationship they didn’t want to find.

Eventually, she drove the car towards the Hing Tai residence.

As the car turned into the garden and waited for its card, Cheng Lydia’s eyes accidentally caught a familiar figure, Ho Gina, through the car window.

She froze, how did Ho Gina end up here?

At that moment Ho Gina was walking in the direction of the side gate of the garden while talking on the phone, at a brisk and natural pace, not in a hurry.

A car was honking behind her and Cheng Lydia was busy taking her card and tapping the accelerator to drive the car away from the barrier. By the time she looked over there again, Ho Gina had lost sight of her.

Since the poisoning incident when she and Shen Ron moved out of Shen Mansion, she and Ho Gina rarely saw each other and had no conflicts, and were ostensibly at peace with each other.

She wasn’t sure if Ho Gina knew that she had moved to Tai An Residence with Shen Ron, but given Ho Gina’s feelings for Shen Ron, there was no way she wouldn’t have inquired about it.

So is it a coincidence that she’s here today? Or was it deliberate?

Cheng Lydia parked her car in the ground floor garage and took the elevator upstairs.

The password of the gate is a series of birthday numbers, which is said to be Yang June’s birthday. Cheng Lydia has not changed it because she does not want to conflict with Shen Ron on this trivial matter. She knew in her heart that even if she changed the password and poisoned Yang June, it would still shake her position in Shen Ron’s heart.

The house was exactly as she had left it yesterday morning, with not the slightest sign that it had been entered.

Maybe Ho Gina’s arrival here was just a coincidence and had nothing to do with herself, she thought to herself.

But whether or not Ho Gina’s purpose for being in Taianju was here or not, Cheng Lydia felt the need to reset her password.

She would have liked to set the password to her birthday, except … she couldn’t remember her birthday early on, and a car accident made her forget everything.

She suddenly thought of Aunt Helen, wasn’t Aunt Helen her Godmother? She should know her birthday, right?

Aunt Helen’s smiling voice came through, “Lydia, I was just about to call you, but I didn’t expect you to call first.”

“Did Godmother want to see me for something?” Cheng Lydia asked.

“It’s nothing much, just haven’t called you in a few days and wanted to see how you were doing.”

“Thank you Godmother for your concern, I’m doing well.” Cheng Lydia was a little ashamed because she had never thought to call Aunt Helen to say hello.

Although Aunt Helen claimed to be her Godmother, perhaps because of her memory loss, she did not feel the slightest sense of affection or familiarity from Aunt Helen, and even had an extraordinarily strange feeling. Therefore, she had never been able to get close to Aunt Helen in these days, nor had she thought of calling her, because she didn’t know what to say even if she did.

“How about you Godmother, how have you been?” She asked with concern.

“I’m the same as always, nothing wrong with that.” Aunt Helen turned to ask, “How are you getting ready for your mother’s surgery?”

“The program has not been finalized and will be observed for some time.”

“Oh, it’s fine, so it’ll wait, by the way, did you call me for something?”

“Here’s the thing, I wanted to ask Godmother to see if she remembered my birthday.” Cheng Lydia said.

Aunt Helen on the other end of the line was visibly stunned, and only half-questioningly asked, “Of course I remember, why are you asking about that all of a sudden?”

“Nothing, it just occurred to me when I was setting the password that everyone else likes to use their birthdays instead, and I wanted to do the same.”

“Oh …” Aunt Helen smiled.

Cheng Lydia was surprised to find that the birthday Aunt Helen had told her was actually in the same year as Yang June, just a different month. So all she had to do was change the last four digits.