Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

In the afternoon, Yang June came to The Yang Family Group.

The Yang Family is not too far away from the magazine, and the front desk ladies on the first floor knew that she was the daughter of The Yang Family, so apart from being slightly curious about her burned face, they didn’t give her any trouble, and she could go straight through without making an appointment.

The murmurs around her faintly reached her ears, and she straightened her chest slightly to keep the concern in her mind from being seen.

The elevator went up to the sixty-eighth floor and Yang June came to the door of Wang Boyce’s office accompanied by the floor secretary, who entered for about ten seconds and then backed up and made a gesture of invitation to her.

Yang June was slightly relieved that Wang Boyce was willing to let her in his office, which was beyond her expectations. After all, she had scolded him last night, and scolded him so badly.

She pushed the door panel open with one hand and stepped inside.

Wang Boyce is sitting behind his desk talking to someone and the person sitting across from Wang Boyce … is actually Ho Ren?

Yang June was stunned for a moment, her surprised eyes scanning back and forth over the two men, finding it hard to imagine how the two of them could be sitting together.

Two people who don’t know each other and don’t have any business dealings shouldn’t.

Seeing her enter, He Ren stood up from his chair, faced Wang Boyce with a smile and said, “Mr. Wang, I’ll see you tonight.”

“I’ll see you tonight.” Wang Boyce pulled his lips up in a smile.

Wang Boyce’s smile … Yang June looked at him, i. e. there was a moment of flashback, how long it had been since I had seen him smile. Today he actually smiled at He Ren in such a warm way? Exactly why?

A vague smile escapes He Ren as she walks past Yang June, who drops her eyes slightly and backs to the side to make way for her.

After He Ren left, Yang June stood in front of Wang Boyce and sized him up. In fact, she wanted to ask Wang Boyce why He Ren was here, but she felt that she shouldn’t ask, and people might not answer if she asked.

Eventually she gave up looking for answers and looked at Wang Boyce with a little bit of a narrowed gaze and a low tone, “Wang Boyce, I’m sorry about last night, it was just a slip of the tongue.”

After saying that, Yang June felt ashamed of herself.

What she said last night was nothing compared to Wang Boyce’s hurtful words, and he should be the one apologizing, shouldn’t he?

She really wanted to add with her head held high: but what you said was also outrageous, all the more reason for you to apologize to me.

However, she could not do so, for she had come, having asked him.

Wang Boyce obviously understood that she was not that submissive, and looking at her with lowered eyebrows, he threw down the papers in his hand and got up, walking over to her to survey her in a condescending position.

His slender build, caged in front of Yang June’s heels, invariably brought a strong pressure to bear on her.

He tugged at the corners of his lips mockingly, “You came, just to apologize to me?”

“There is another thing I would like to ask you, please withdraw your appeal against Flower Tin magazine.” Since he had made his distrust clear, Yang June had to get right to the point and make his intentions clear.

Wang Boyce looked as if he understood, turned back to his chair and sat down, but his gaze still rested on her, the mockery under his eyes deepened: “Yang June, just how much salary does the magazine pay you? So that you are willing to take your own husband to fight for sales, and willing to put your body down to come here to beg your own husband to give up the appeal?”

Yang June didn’t say anything, and Wang Boyce spread his hands, “You might as well beg … me to buy the magazine for you to run and play with.”

“Would you?” Yang June expressed doubt.

“Sure, as long as you’re good.”

Yang June was annoyed, but she did not dare to show it on her face, and said, “I think I have been over-behaved and under-behaved in these last half months, what more do you want from me?”

“Like …” Wang Boyce regained his footing from the leather chair and walked over to her, his bony index finger and thumb clamped on her sharp chin lifting it upward to meet her eyes at close range, “Love me deeper than I love Shen Ron.”

So that’s what he’s up to!

She looked back at him faintly and said, “You should understand that this is simply not possible.”

“Then there’s nothing more to say, and you should understand that’s all you mean to me now.” Wang Boyce released her and retreated to his desk to pick up his cigarettes and lighter.

He came to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the traffic at his feet, but his gaze was blank.

Smoke curled up from his fingertips, and the man shrouded in it was charming when he was handsome.

At this time Yang June was not in the mood to admire the beautiful man, she came around to Wang Boyce’s side: “Why must we sue The Flowering Tin? Why can’t we give it a chance?”

“The big project I negotiated for almost three months was aborted because of a negative report, close to two hundred million profit, can Flower Tin pay for it? If it can pay I can try to drop the lawsuit, but even if I drop the lawsuit it’s not on your face, it’s on Ren Ren.”

Loves? Is it He Ren? How affectionate to call it …

No wonder he smiled at He Ren and would look at her face and withdraw his complaint.

How unbecoming of her to dwell on this, given the circumstances!

Yang June fought to shake her head, she should have thought about the two hundred million profit, could Hua Tin afford to pay that amount. In fact, this does not even need to think carefully to know the answer, sell Hua Dian not even 200 million, what would Hua Dian take to compensate?

The only one who can help advance this money for Hana Tin is Greta’s father, who has a lot of money.

It was her father that Greta should have begged, not for her to beg Wang Boyce, who had always treated her with indifference.

Yang June made a point of keeping an eye on He Ren’s movements and found her pounding herself in the dressing room early in the morning and walking out the door of the office as soon as the time came to leave work.

Looking at the background of her departure, Yang June has a moment of trance as she remembers what she just saw in Wang Boyce’s office, where Wang Boyce had made an appointment with He Ren to meet tonight.

She doesn’t know when Ho Ren got hooked up with Wang Boyce, just why Ho Ren? She’s her constant nemesis at work.

It’s clear that Ho Leng herself reported Wang Boyce out, but it’s her, Yang June, who ends up taking the blame, while the real culprit goes off on a date with gusto.

Because she didn’t want to go home, Yang June worked late and by the time she got back, it was after eleven. She was really tired after a long day of tossing and turning, so tired that she couldn’t even listen to Leng Qing Shu’s scolding.

Leng Qing Shu was just scolding her for coming home late, not acting like a woman who was already married, embarrassing The Wang Family and so on.

After cursing for a long time, Leng Qing Shu himself was tired, and when he looked up he saw Yang June leaning against the prism of the door and drifting off to sleep.

Angered by the snub, she stood up from the couch and threw a cup of hot tea in Yang June’s face.

The tea wasn’t too hot, but it still startled Yang June into giving a startled yelp, and her entire body sobered up. She looked around a bit bewildered, and was annoyed when she saw the empty cup in Leng Qing Shu’s hand. But she wasn’t about to fight back, using her hand to feel away the tea sliding down her face before heading upstairs.

“Stand still!” Leng Qing Shu ordered as he turned back and rushed at her back.

“Mom, is there something else?” Yang June tried desperately to suppress the irritation in her heart and twisted her head to look at her.

“Can’t you see there’s water on the floor? Mop it up right now, and the living room and kitchen, can’t you see it’s dirty?”

Leng Qing Shu thought, “If she wants to sleep, she will not give her sleep.

These days ordering Yang June to work had become a habit of her to suppress her.

Yang June was just too tired and had a slight impatience in her tone, “It’s too late, I’ll get up early tomorrow and scrub.”

After she finished turning around to leave again, Leng Qing Shu was furious, “I want you to wipe it now!”

If it was before, Yang June would not have contradicted her, because she did not want to be enemies everywhere in The Wang Family’s mansion. But today, she really didn’t want to work, and Leng Qing Shu was pushing her hard, so even a person with no temper should be forced to jump to her feet.

She looked at Leng Qingshu with a gradually cold gaze, and finally couldn’t bear it anymore, “Mom, I said I’ll wipe it tomorrow then, why do you have to force me to wipe it now?”

Leng Qing Shu didn’t expect her to resist, stuttered for a moment, and immediately put up Lady Wang’s stance again and scolded angrily, “You’re The Wang Family’s daughter-in-law, shouldn’t you be doing this? Do you really think you’re a young grandmother enjoying yourself here?”

“Mom, please be clear, this is The Wang Family, and this house and this floor are all owned by The Wang Family. Even if it has now become The Wang Family, it was Wang Boyce who forced me to marry him, not me who wanted to marry into The Wang Family! I have not enjoyed any of The Wang Family’s blessings. I listened to you and did this and that only because I respected you as an elder, not because I was inferior to any of you in The Wang Family. While I respect you as an elder, I ask you to respect me as well, which is the most basic quality and cultivation of every human being.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You … you …” Leng Qing Shu’s face was ironic, but he suddenly couldn’t find the next words to say.

As soon as she turned around and pulled the door open, “Yang June you get out! Get out of The Wang Family!”

Leng Qing Shu pointed his finger at the door just at Wang Boyce who happened to be returning home, and seeing Wang Boyce, he scrambled to withdraw his raised finger, and the scene was instantly quiet.

Wang Boyce stood in the doorway, his face calm, apparently having heard the argument that had just taken place.

Even from a distance of several meters, Yang June could still smell the gust of alcohol he carried with him. Over the past few days, she had gotten used to smelling alcohol while seeing Wang Boyce, and it was as if it had become Wang Boyce’s signature smell.

Leng Qing Shu spoke up before Wang Boyce, “Look, this is the good wife you married, even if you play until midnight, you can still yell a lot of disrespectful words when you call her to clean the floor.”

Wang Boyce glanced at Yang June, not that he didn’t know what his mother’s character was, not that he couldn’t see the water stains dripping down from Yang June’s hair on her face and the empty cup in her hands. What he could see more clearly was the heavy blow to his reputation that Yang June had brought him recently.

This morning Leng Qing Shu had called him and chastised him for affecting his image by engaging in scandals with some unscrupulous women from day to day.

He was surprised that Yang Carina did not tell Leng Qingshu that Yang June was the editor-in-chief of Flower Tin. If Leng Qingshu knew the truth, what was thrown on Yang June’s face might not be as simple as tea.

“Come up here when you’ve cleaned the floor.” Wang Boyce tossed that off faintly and headed upstairs with a less than sedate pace.

Leng Qing Shu was obviously quite satisfied with Wang Boyce’s ‘verdict’, and gave her a cold look and went back to his room as well.

The floor wasn’t really dirty, and aside from the water stains that had been splashed on the floor by Leng Qing Shu, there wasn’t any piece of it that needed scrubbing.

Yang June dried the water stains with a rag and returned to the bedroom just in time to see Wang Boyce pulling the bottle of pills out of the drawer ready to be taken, the vitamin tablets she had surreptitiously switched, vitamins with antidotal properties.

Without a word, she walked over to the water fountain and handed him a glass of warm water.

Watching Wang Boyce take the pills, she put her mind down.

Wang Boyce was so drunk that he couldn’t undo the buttons on his shirt, so he got angry and tugged hard. But the quality of the shirt was so good that it couldn’t be torn.

“Let me do it.” Yang June moved closer to him and squeezed her fingers around the tiny button, which was indeed tight and could not be loosened by any means. She gradually became annoyed, and a fine bead of sweat even permeated the corner of her forehead.

Staring at her serious face, Wang Boyce couldn’t help but feel a little dazed. Yang June had never unbuttoned him so gently, even when he was drunk.

At last the clasp was undone, and Yang June caught a glimpse of the livid red mark beside the open collarbone, like a lip-print, and the … imprint on the place seemed to be what could only be a lip-print.

Gazing at the faint speck of red, Yang June’s heart ached vaguely as she wondered how He Ren had managed to get that button undone.

Is it like her to be near him, patiently, earnestly …

Or … lay coiled like a snake in his arms, embracing and rolling as he kissed, imprinting the shape of his lips into his chest in the most passionate way.