Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

“You obviously called the shots, weren’t you the one who promised Baron the house the other night?”

“That was me seeing Baron poorly.”

“We’re pitiful too, my family has an old man and a young woman, and if the house is pushed by Shen we don’t even have a place to live.”

“That’s right, it’s Shen who caused us to have no place to live!”

There was a clamor from the crowd.

Cheng Lydia was at a loss as to what to do when a long, lifted figure suddenly stepped out of the door and she looked back to see Shen Ron, dressed in black, appearing in front of her.

“It’s Shen Ron!” someone in the crowd shouted, and the crowd boiled up even more, yelling for Shen Ron to pay for their financial losses and to get the same house as Baron in Wantage.

“Do you guys want to compare yourselves to Baron?” Shen Ron swept the crowd with a cold glance, his tone devoid of warmth.

“Yes!” The reply came in unison.

Shen Ron gave a ghost of a smile, “Baron sat in the rain all day the other day and almost died of cold and a fever, why don’t you guys follow his example?”

“Shen Ron! Don’t you go too far!”

“Who is really more over the top than who? Do you not know in your hearts?”

Annoyed, a man standing at the front of the crowd turned his head and yelled at the group, “We don’t give a shit about this cold-blooded Shen Ron, we want to talk to Secretary Cheng!”

Shen Ron smiled coldly, “Secretary Cheng doesn’t have the last word every time, so I advise you to go back and stop wasting your breath.”

Assistant Peng leaned over Cheng Lydia’s ear and urged, “Secretary Cheng, you go into the building first, just leave this to CEO Shen.”

“But …” Cheng Lydia scanned the excited crowd, what about Shen Ron when she was gone? She was the one the gang was looking for now.

“It’s okay, CEO Shen …” Assistant Peng’s words were still coming out of his mouth when the crowd suddenly broke through the interception of the security personnel towards the location where Cheng Lydia was.

Cheng Lydia was terrified and instinctively crouched on the ground holding her head.

At one point, the building’s security and the crowd pushed and tangled together, and some of the copycat crowd got pissed off and started getting real, smashing people on sight.

Crouching on the ground, Cheng Lydia only felt her body being bumped around constantly. She remembered that she couldn’t get up and couldn’t get away even if she wanted to. Just when she didn’t know what to do, her arm was suddenly clasped by a large palm, pulling her up from the crowd.

“Come with me.” Shen Ron took her into his arms as soon as he could and swept her up to retreat inside the building.

“Don’t let them go!” A shout rang out from the crowd and Cheng Lydia just turned her head, but saw a brawny man raise a brick in his hand and smash it at her head.

She was so startled that she forgot to move her feet … for a moment.

Then she felt her head being shielded into Shen Ron’s arms and ‘bang’ as the brick hit the bowl of Shen Ron’s hand. She heard Shen Ron’s muffled grunt from the pain and felt his body shake, his hand must be hurting, she thought.

“Shen Ron … are you hurt?” Cheng Lydia asked with concern as she looked up from his arms.

Shen Ron’s face was grim and ugly as he threw her two words in a cold voice: “Get out of here.”

Covered by security, the two men managed to retreat back into the building and step into the elevator leading to the top floor.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Cheng Lydia immediately backed out of Shen Ron’s arms, her gaze sweeping over him for a week before finally landing on his left wrist that was dripping blood.

Because the crowd just smashed the brick with too much force, and Shen Ron was using his hand to protect the top of Cheng Lydia’s head, the special head just smashed on his wrist. At this time, his wrist is already bloody …

“Your hand …” Cheng Lydia reached to cup his wrist and was shrugged off coldly.

The elevator ‘dings’ to a stop on the top floor and Shen Ron walks out first.

The staff members who were huddled by the window to look down at the fun saw Shen Ron enter and immediately went back to their respective positions with a whoop, especially when they saw Shen Ron’s cold face and bleeding left hand, they were all too scared to breathe.

“Is everyone idle?” Shen Ron swept the crowd, his tone and face equally icy.

No one dared to speak up, each with their heads buried in ‘serious’ work.

Shen Ron went back to his office.

Cheng Lydia quickly retrieved the medical kit from her locker and made her way to Shen Ron’s office, who was washing the blood from his hands with cold water in the bathroom when she walked in. Perhaps because of the pain and the cold, his brow was slightly furrowed.

“Don’t wash with cold water.” Cheng Lydia scrambled to save his hands from under the cold water.

The tap water was cold and biting, and Cheng Lydia unconsciously cringed.

She forcibly pulled him from the bathroom to sit on the couch in her office, opened her medicine cabinet, and pulled antiseptic drops and anti-inflammatory powder from it. She got down on one knee and carefully cleaned his wound.

The wound was not deep, but it was large and bled quite a bit.

The back of her wrist was a new injury, and the inside of her wrist was that long old scar, and looking at the old and new scars on it, Cheng Lydia couldn’t help but start to feel distressed.

She stole a glance up at him and found that he was not gazing at his wounds, but was gazing unfocusedly in the direction of the window, wondering what he was thinking.

“I’m sorry.” Cheng Lydia looked at her apologetically and rushed out those three words.

It was all her fault, she was the one who thought things were too simple, too easy.

Shen Ron is right, when it comes to favors at the mall, it’s a total loss.

He was cold blooded and heartless, he had no sympathy, and he watched Baron curled up in a ball in the icy rain with a high fever without even blinking … his eyes. In doing so, he preserved Shen’s interests and upheld his principles as a human being. It did seem hateful on the surface, but that was the way it was at the mall, and if he wasn t hateful, the other side would become hateful, as did the populace downstairs.

She didn’t know if Baron would have really died of cold in the rain if she hadn’t promised Baron Wangye’s house that night, but one thing was certain, and that was that the group of people downstairs, who had begun to give up, wouldn’t have gathered on Shen’s floor to demand that Shen give away Wangye’s house to them.

Shen doesn’t have to lose $40 million or so, and Shen Ron won’t be hurt …

“Don’t you always think you’re so reasonable?” Shen Ron looked at her with a mocking expression.

“I didn’t think it would be like this.” Cheng Lydia lowered her head not daring to look him in the eye, “I was the one who thought too well and too easily of the human heart, I was just afraid Baron would die of cold and wanted to help him.”

If the incident were to repeat itself, she would still help, as it was her principle of being human and her professional instincts. But she would be thoughtful and would do it differently.

“You’ve been a good man for a while, and you’re relieved.” He laughed, a helpless and annoyed laugh.

“I’m sorry, I’m just such a person who always likes to play the role of savior when there’s nothing I can do.” Cheng Lydia cupped his hand and gently wrapped a bandage around it, “That’s annoying for me isn’t it? Having to take your back for getting into trouble and costing you such a large sum of money. And I can’t do anything, I can’t help anything, and I’m even always angry with you these days.”

“Mrs. Shen, are you having a confessional meeting with me?” Shen Ron snorted coldly.

“Sort of, I dare not ask you to forgive me, but please don’t take it out on your own hands.” Cheng Lydia tied a delicate bow around the bandaged bandage.

In the end, they are professionals, skilled and light in every detail and every step.

Cheng Lydia was never one to show weakness, and it was rare to see her look so remorseful, and to think that if he hadn’t defended her in time, she might have been lying in the hospital emergency room with her head blown off, Shen Ron’s anger subsided, he withdrew his hand, got up from the couch and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

A large number of police officers had come downstairs and were sending the rowdy crowd one by one to the police car.

“What are you going to do next?” Cheng Lydia stood beside him, withdrawing her gaze from downstairs to the side of his handsome face.

Shen Ron smiled coldly, “What else can we do? Things have gotten so big, I guess it’s the headline on the urban scene tonight.”

Cheng Lydia was surprised and looked down to see a number of media personnel carrying video cameras downstairs filming the scene of the incident.

Businesses need reputations, and after the media blitz, there will be countless eyes watching the developments, and the slightest mishandling by a company will fall on deaf ears and affect the stock market.

So, even if it is to maintain the reputation of the company, Shen Ron will bite the bullet and meet their request, just to take this large sum of money to do a positive image promotion for the company.

Seeing Cheng Lydia’s look of shocked horror gave her a sense of pleasure after the prank.

With a wicked grin, he turned back behind his desk and began to attend to work matters.

Inside a large European-style villa, a news story about a clash between Shen’s group and the masses was playing on the oversized screen in the living room.

Sitting on the couch watching the news was a graceful and elegant noblewoman, the noblewoman’s gorgeous eyes teased slightly at the news. She righted herself and lifted the crank to increase the volume of the TV.

The news footage was exactly the scene of this morning’s clash in front of Shen’s building, the scene was noisy and chaotic, but she still saw at a glance that in the chaos Shen Ron braved the crowd and took Cheng Lydia, who was crouching on the ground, into his arms, and used his own body to protect Cheng Lydia as that crowd hit her head with a brick, taking her away from the danger.

“Aimee,” the noblewoman called out in a bewildered voice.

Aimee, who had been accompanying her, was busy answering, “Ma’am, I’m here.”

Mrs. Yang turned her head slightly and looked at her, “Did you see that? Shen Ron he was protecting Cheng Lydia with his own body.”

“I saw it. …” Aimee bowed her head, a worried look on her face.

“Has he fallen in love with her already?” Mrs. Yang murmured lowly, then suddenly stood up from the sofa, slammed the crank in her hand on the TV screen and hissed, “How could he fall in love with another woman? How can he?”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Ma’am …” Aimee cowered back a little, not daring to move a muscle as she stood to one side.

Mrs. Yang was so angry that she stomped around the living room, her voice still loud and sharp: “He said he would love June for the rest of his life, that he would only marry her and love her alone in this life, no matter what she became! But now what? How long has it been since he took a new wife and threw June in the hospital, how could he do this to my June? How could …!”

Mrs. Yang was so angry that she almost lost her breath, and fell softly on the sofa and shed tears, “My poor June, June …”

Aimee was busy stepping forward and patting her shoulder soothingly, “Don’t be like that ma’am, didn’t Ron say that he was forced to, he said that he would divorce this Cheng Lydia when she gave birth and stay with Miss forever.”

“Divorce?” Mrs. Yang laughed bitterly and coldly, “Look he would even give up his life for Cheng Lydia, how could he possibly divorce her?”

“Don’t worry ma’am, with Ron’s feelings for Miss, he’ll be gone by then.”

Let’s hope so! Mrs. Yang wiped a tear from her face.

Inside the seaside cottage, Corrie, who was also watching the live news, used the TV function to rewind the picture, watching the same image a total of three times before turning it off with a ‘pop’.

His eyes turned and fell sternly on Ling’s body aside, “Where on earth did you find someone so clumsy and clumsy?”

Ling lowered her head apologetically and said, “This Xu Liang guy has obviously studied martial arts, I don’t know how he failed, maybe he was temporarily afraid of things.”

“It’s so useless through and through.”

“Excuse me, miss.”

“Find me an elfin spot and a mean one next time.”

“Yes.”

Ling sighed helplessly, she thought that this one called Ryo was ruthless enough, but she didn’t expect it to end in failure.

I thought I could take advantage of the chaos and let Cheng Lydia be neglected to death, but instead she escaped this… what a life!

“It’s really sincere, not even afraid to die to protect her.” Cynicism covered Ms. Ke’s entire little face, just thinking of Shen Ron helping Cheng Lydia block that brick just now made her want to kill them with her mind immediately.

Cheng Lydia thought Shen Ron wouldn’t be coming back to Xingtai Residence, and she didn’t even prepare his dinner.

At 8 p. m., she ate her noodles while watching TV.

A look of surprise appeared on her face when she heard the door open and saw Shen Ron walk in, her puzzled eyes glancing back and forth at him.

Shen Ron, puzzled by her gaze, swept himself down and asked her askance, “What? Got something to say to me?”

“No.” Cheng Lydia withdrew her gaze and rose from her chair, “I thought you weren’t coming back.”

“Why not return? It’s not like I’m the one who did something wrong.” Shen Ron changed into his slippers.

“I thought you didn’t want to see me and went back to Shen Mansion.” She asked, “Have you eaten? I didn’t make dinner tonight.”

Shen Ron scanned the half-eaten noodles she had on the table; she was eating this junk food when he didn’t come back?

“Not yet.” He said.

In fact he had just returned from dinner with Ye Max and was still full, he had intended to say ‘ate’ but instead the words that came out became ‘not yet’.

Subconsciously, he was trying to get her to give up that remaining half of her junk food and eat properly.

“I’ll go cook it now then.” Cheng Lydia did put down the half-box of dumplings and walked over to the frost to rummage for food that could be cooked.

The fridge was poorly stocked, so she simply made a few dishes and set them on the table before finding Shen Ron struggling to type on his laptop with his injured hand.

She was busy walking over and took his injured hand off the keyboard, saying, “Didn’t I tell you, don’t move around once the wound is bandaged.”