Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Cheng Lydia’s piano was first-rate, but every time Cheng Lydia said she wanted to teach her, she was dazzled by the various tadpoles on the piano pads and then turned around and walked away. After a few times, Cheng Lydia stopped taking care of her.

The thought of Cheng Lydia made her gloomy, it had been so long since she’d seen her!

The venue had already started to have men dancing with their partners, and the main character tonight was An Chen, who had changed partner after partner in his arms, and the female partner with whom he was dancing at the moment was Su Mei, the small receptionist of Flower Tin Magazine.

The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, graceful with petulance.

Yang June finds herself looking at any pair since she married Wang Boyce and feeling perfect, except for herself.

As the music stopped, she heard a familiar voice resonating through the microphone, “You must have heard Ms. Yang June’s piano recital, right? How about we ask her to play a piece for you today? As twin sisters.”

Yang June was stunned, and her eyes instantly turned to He Ren, who was walking towards her.

This arrogant woman who has the audacity to do whatever she wants like this because she’s Greta’s friend?

There was a ringing sound all around, and Yang June knew they were all mindless.

“Well? Not willing?” He Ren asked her with a smile.

In an instant, Yang June was the center of attention, and she raised her eyes to scan the crowd, making contact with An Chen’s playfulness, Greta’s encouragement, and Wang Boyce’s …

She was surprised she couldn’t tell what the ever-changing gaze in Wang Boyce’s eyes meant… pain tangled with sweetness? Sympathy tinged with anger? Was that what it was?

Does he …

Yang June tossed her head, blaming herself for thinking too much, for thinking too well.

Wang Boyce must be looking at her like that because he’s worried about embarrassing himself and making a fool of himself for him.

“Mrs. Wang, you don’t even know how to play the piano, right? Wang Boyce but likes women who can play the piano.” He Ren showed a face of surprise.

Yang June stood up from her chair and smiled slightly at her, “Miss He, you have mistaken me for someone else, I haven’t given any piano concerts and I don’t know how to play the piano. And I think women don’t necessarily need to know how to play the piano to be considered competent, there are still many other places where they can show their value, such as work, such as being a human being, and I believe that many successful women present may not all know how to play the piano, don’t you think so, Miss Ho?”

A single sentence blocked He Ren into silence.

Ye Yasi also walked up at this time and said with a big smile, “Ms. Yang is right, I can’t play the piano either.”

Yang June looked over at her, mentally grateful for her stepping in to relieve the situation, and received an approving smile from Mayor Ye.

This time He Ren was really groundless, offending the Lord Mayor was not a good thing.

She turns her attention to Wang Boyce for help, habitually relying on him to help out whenever she is aggrieved.

But this time Wang Boyce didn’t pick up her signal for help, her whole mind was covered with a distant image.

At his 19th birthday party, Yang June had been bullied in the same way, and he still remembered how Yang June had spoken up in front of him, saying: What good is it for a woman to play the piano in this day and age? She said, “What good is it for a woman to play the piano in this day and age?

The image wasn’t much special, but it was something in his mind that he could never erase.

He walked up to Yang June’s side and put his long arms around her shoulders, smiling, “I like a woman who can’t play the piano just as much.”

He Ren obviously did not expect Wang Boyce would say such a sentence, a moment of embarrassment, stomping his feet and turned away.

Yang June looked at He Ren s indignantly departed back, her heart was also full of doubts, she thought Wang Boyce would step on herself in the way, but did not expect … it.

Was it because Mayor Yeh was present? Maybe, she thought.

After the party broke up, Ye Yasi took Yang June’s hand to say goodbye and told her that she could go to her if she encountered any difficulties in the future.

Yang June knows she’s referring to Wang Boyce and He Ren, the ‘wallbanger’ pair, and she’s worried they’ll bully her.

Ye Yashi was not saying this as a courtesy, for the concern that flowed from her eyes was so real and so strong.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mayor Ye, we’ll see you later.” Wang Boyce endured the impatience in his heart, embracing Yang June with one hand, sticking one hand idly in his trouser pocket, his smile charming and elegant, no one could see his annoyance.

Ye Yashi turned to him and said in a joking voice, “June is a child I like at first sight, I have decided to adopt her as my goddaughter, you should cherish a wife as good as June, if anything happens to her in the future, I will not spare you.”

“Don’t worry, Mayor Ye, I’ll love her well.” Wang Boyce tightened his arm around Yang June, still smiling charmingly.

Pressed against his body, she could feel his hot body heat reaching her through her shirt.

She was draped with Wang Boyce’s trench coat, and when she just walked out from the venue, Wang Boyce thoughtfully draped his own trench coat over her and cradled her in his arms. To outsiders, this man looks so considerate and doting to his wife, only Yang June herself knows that Wang Boyce’s thoughtful Toby to her is a ridiculous show of pressure from the Lord Mayor.

She didn’t expose him and let him pretend and show.

The feeling of staying in his arms was warm, a feeling that Yang June had hidden in her heart and never wanted to face up to. While being infatuated with Wang Boyce, she was clinging to the driftwood of dignity, and she felt pathetic even to herself.

The arm on his shoulder loosened, and with it his body heat instantly drew away, and Yang June looked back, only to find that Ye Yashi had left.

It’s time for this ‘fake love’ drama to end.

“You go back first, Butler Wang will be waiting for you at the door.” Wang Boyce’s expression returned to its usual indifference, obviously smiling elegantly and charmingly just a moment before, only a few short seconds later. This man must have spent a lot of time with Yang June, his talent for acting was superb!

But that’s to be expected from Yang June, who stares up at him and asks, “Where else are you going to be at this late hour?”

This concerned question however annoyed Wang Boyce and the corners of his lips lifted up in mockery, “Do you really think that by acknowledging Mayor Ye as Godmother, I will do whatever you say and treat you like a princess?”

The expression on Wang Boyce s face was clearly mocking her for climbing the dragon and loving vanity. He would definitely think that it was her initiative to please Mayor Ye and to beg for this goddaughter as.

“June, you really have social skills, even a big shot like Mayor Ye can befriend you.” He Ren smilingly walked over from the crowd, glanced at Yang June, rubbed her hands on her slender arms while pouting to Wang Boyce, “Fan, I forgot to bring my jacket, how can I go watch the fireworks when it’s so cold?”

Fireworks? Yeah, there’s fireworks on the river tonight. They’ve been on TV for the last few days.

Yang June would love to keep the trench coat on her, but the reality is not as rosy as it seems.

Before she could make some sort of precautionary move, Wang Boyce had already proceeded to remove the trench coat she was wearing and drape it over He Ren.

Yang June’s heart, as the trench coat was removed from her body while the cold wind filled her body, cooled halfway.

Wang Boyce, that’s pretty desperate.

“What about June?” He Ren asked, pretending to be petulant.

“The car is heated, she doesn’t need it.” Wang Boyce said calmly.

“That’s right, let’s go then.” He Ren put her arms around Wang Boyce’s arms and asked Yang June before she left, “June, want to come along.”

Bullying is nothing more than talking about women like He Ren.

This woman wanted nothing more than to see her make a public spectacle of herself and make Wang Boyce’s dislike for her deeper, luckily she wasn’t too stupid or that uncool.

In this scenario, Yang June was able to smile gently and appropriately: “No, I’m not interested in fireworks.”

“Alright then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” He Ren waved at her and got into Wang Boyce’s car with great gusto.

When he came, Wang Boyce’s Cayenne carriage still belonged to her, but when he left, it was replaced by He Ren. He is not the only woman who can ride in Wang Boyce’s car, nor is Sasha the only one, he has so many women.

She doesn’t understand how that smug look on He Ren’s face is manifesting itself, does she expect Wang Boyce to fall in love with her?

“Why don’t … we go watch a firework too?” A nice male voice came from behind him.

Yang June back to the head, just contacted An Chen with a smile, Wang Boyce’s car rear have not had time to drive out of sight, it seems to have just everything he saw in the eyes, Yang June because of embarrassment small face a little bit of heat up.

It seems that every time he is hurt off the field by Wang Boyce, she is not someone without self-respect, however self-respect is something she keeps to herself.

She smiled at Annchen and shook her head, “No, he’s not worth it.”

The truth was why, An Chen knew better than anyone else; Yang June was crying the first time he saw her, and she was crying the second time he saw her. If it wasn’t worth it, how could she be willing to shed a single tear for him?

An Chen didn’t expose her, nodding knowingly and pulling Su Mei at his side with an evil smile, “Actually, I was talking to her.”

Yang June’s face was once again embarrassed plus embarrassed, while her heart was furious. This ingrate, An Chen, was no good either, she could tell from the time he was dancing with a group of women just now!

Su Mei was instead so excited that she smiled and nodded her head one after another, “I like watching fireworks the most, thanks An Shao.”

“No thanks.” Annchen and Sumi also walked away.

The pairs had all gone, leaving Yang June alone in the garden. She did not get into Butler Wang’s car, facing the wind, barefoot, the coldness squeezed into her body from the soles of her feet, from every pore, and she did not feel cold at all.

My sister used to say that it was the aftermath of a cold heart.

I remember one time when my sister ran away from home, also one of these late fall seasons, wearing only a camisole pajama set, barefoot, emanating, and crying like a tearful person.

The two sisters sat by the river and talked for a long time, and she asked her if she was cold. She said that when her heart is cold, her body doesn’t feel cold anymore.

She didn t believe it at the time, but now she realizes … it really is.

A stylish and golden sports car ‘brushed’ and stopped at Yang June’s side, Yang June was taken aback and turned her face sideways, while the glass windows slowly came down, An Chen’s handsome face showed up.

Yang June eyed him angrily, waiting for his explanation and apology.

An Chen rested his hands on the steering wheel and spoke with an idle face, “I thought about it, but in the end I was relieved, after all, you came out of my party, I can’t afford to be responsible if something happens, so I circled back. Sure enough, I saw you looking miserable like you’ve just been gang-raped, get in the car, if you keep walking alone like this, you’ll be gang-raped again.”

Yang June looked down at herself, carrying her ten centimetre stiletto heels in her hands and her long ceremonial skirt and feet already covered in a ring of dust, looking extremely wretched indeed.

She glanced at the blackened road ahead, and it was a bit scary after An Chen said so. As it was, she walked over, pulled open the car door and tugged up the hem of her skirt and sat in.

She was the first to speak, “I’m not used to wearing such high heels, and I wanted to go out front to see if there was a shop that sold shoes.”

An Chen took off the coat hanging on the back of the chair and draped it over her, started the car, glanced at her and mocked, “Mrs. Wang, just admit that you were abandoned, disheartened, lost your soul plus your liver and heart, and you want to crash the car and die. Being abandoned by a man is something that no woman can bear, so you don’t have to live with it.”

Once again, Yang June hated him for the embarrassment.

She tugged at the collar of the coat, which was a superbly textured and, at first glance, expensive coat. Draped over it, she could smell a light, unfamiliar, manly scent on the coat.

The scent of a strange man, a strange man, yes, he was just a strange man, and she had gotten into his car, worn his coat, and allowed himself to be counted.

This is not her usual style of doing things!

She straightened her chest, her gaze fixed on the neon lights in front of her, and shot back at him in the same mocking tone, “Young Master An, just admit to having a crush on a married woman, worrying about her being in danger, worrying about her getting cold, and finally giving up even beauty and fireworks and choosing to return to her.”

The car abruptly stopped at the side of the road, and An Chen turned his face sideways, looking into her bland and calm eyes for a long time before throwing her a sentence, “You’re still maddeningly confident.”

His face stretched forward a little, gazing at her from close range, and he smiled wickedly, “Sister-in-law, I’m drunk, so I’d better not molest me.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in men.”

“Hmm?”

Yang June closed her eyes and stopped paying attention to him.

It’s not that she’s not interested in men, it’s just that she’s not attracted to rich men. If Wang Boyce wasn’t so rich now, would he dare to hurt her like that? Definitely not!