Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Cheng Lydia knocked on the door and walked into Shen Ron’s office, who was just shutting down his computer to get ready for work, and when he saw Cheng Lydia he smiled lightly at her and asked, “What would you like to eat tonight? It’s on me.”

“Are you sure you can eat that?”

“What?”

“That old man west of town is still standing guard in the rain waiting for you to show yourself, and you’re in the mood to eat?”

“What else? No dinner?” The smile on his face faded.

“Dinner, of course, but you have to make a trip to the west side of town first.” Cheng Lydia came around from her desk to him and dragged his hand over, “Go, now.”

“I said I wouldn’t go.” Shen Ron didn’t have a good time.

“You have to go!” Cheng Lydia insisted.

“Cheng Lydia!”

“Shen Ron!” said Cheng Lydia, imitating his tone and glaring at him with a serious look on her face, “I’ll haunt you to death if you don’t make a trip to the west side of town tonight.”

“You …!”

“That’s right, it’s me! More annoying than chewing gum to me!”

Shen Ron grimaced and said, “Do you know what I represent with this going? Giving in to their problems and spoiling them.”

“All I know is that if you don’t go over there tonight, you’re probably going to be collecting bodies for people tomorrow.”

“You’re quite the white angel!” Shen Ron gritted his teeth in exasperation and spat this out in annoyance as he stared at her before copying the keys from the desk and walking quickly towards the door.

Cheng Lydia wondered if he would go or not, as it were, and picked up the pace to follow, squeezing in just as the elevator doors were about to close and going down with him.

Shen Ron went straight down to the negative parking lot, found his Bentley, and Cheng Lydia pulled open the passenger door with a quick eye and got in.

The carriage was quiet, she couldn’t tell Shen Ron’s likes or dislikes or where he was going next, but stayed quietly to one side.

The car pulled slowly out of the parking lot, rain pattering on the windowpanes, a little heavier than it had just been.

As the car drove down the road, Cheng Lydia surreptitiously scanned the outside and noticed that the road Shen Ron was taking wasn’t home or heading downtown for dinner; it looked like it was leading west of the city instead.

Was she finally convinced to head west of the city?

She hadn’t expected to be able to talk him down with her powers, something Cheng Lydia hadn’t expected, and she sighed with relief, sweeping a sideways glance at the taut side of his face with a vague flood of gratitude.

It wasn’t quite dark when the two reached the west side of town, and Shen Ron pulled over to the side of the road.

Through the glass car window, a bunch of people could be seen from afar gathered around an excavator, which must be the place of dispute as Assistant Peng said.

Spotting Shen Ron’s car, Assistant Peng scrambled over and put the big black umbrella in his hand over Shen Ron’s side of the car window. The window slowly landed and Assistant Peng asked with a surprised look on his face, “CEO Shen what brings you here?”

“Asked to come under duress.” Shen Ron finished lightly, swept a glance in the direction of where the crowd was and asked, “How’s it going?”

“All the other villagers were persuaded to go back, leaving this old man surnamed Zhong, who is really harder than a stone in a thatch pit, and how to persuade him is not moving.”

“Did he say what he wanted?”

“Just say that you want to see you, CEO Shen.” Assistant Peng paused and added, “CEO Shen you wait for a moment, I’ll go get him.”

“That’s not necessary.” Shen Ron pushed open the car door.

“CEO Shen, it’s raining and it’s dirty and cold outside.”

Shen Ron didn’t stop moving out of the car at Assistant Peng’s words, turning back to Cheng Lydia in the carriage before flinging the door shut and saying blandly, “You wait for me in the car.”

Shen Ron walks towards the crowd accompanied by Assistant Peng.

Black stand-up collar coat, clanky high-grade leather shoes, tall and fit body … like a king.

Shen Ron’s aura has always been very strong, just by looking at it from afar, it can give people a sense of shock, at this time walking under a large black umbrella, it is even more intimidating to look at.

Cheng Lydia’s body jolted, finding it hard to believe she had the nerve to mess with him and force him to come here.

The late winter rain was extremely cold, and Cheng Lydia couldn’t help but shiver from the cold just from the small amount of time the windows were open. She rubbed her arms with both hands, while looking at Shen Ron through the car window.

Most of the crowd were Shen’s employees, and there were a few police officers who were already almost worn out of patience. When they saw Shen Ron coming, the crowd consciously made a lane to the side and greeted him politely, “Ron.”

In the middle of the crowd, an old man, soaked to the skin and shivering, sat snugly on a slab of rock with his digger, his face ironically blue from the cold.

A small folding umbrella covered the top of his head, given to him by Shen’s employees.

Hearing the crowd call out ‘Ron’, the old man who had been sitting rigidly raised his head in a ghostly manner, his cloudy gaze falling on Shen Ron’s face. With that, tears spread out of his eyes and slid down the edges of those old, whitened cheeks.

Shen Ron looked at him askance, his tone no warmer than the icy rain outside his umbrella, “Baron you wanted to see me?”

Baron shakily propped himself up and fell on his knees before him with his knees bent, even his voice trembling, “Ron, please give a way … to live, for the sake of our having known each other once.”

Shen Ron frowned, it wasn’t that he was distressed that the old man would hurt himself kneeling on the ground, but he didn’t want to be told by the people next to him that he was cold-blooded and bullying the weak.

“So?” He shot a wink at a few of Shen’s security personnel, who immediately stepped forward and lifted him off the ground despite the old man’s resistance.

“Please Ron keep the house for my grandchildren …” Baron old tears, trembling pleading: “My two young grandchildren lost their parents early, rely on me alone to support, I am a handful of years old, can not find a job, even the children’s food and clothing are difficult to solve, if even the house is also taken away by Ron, our grandchildren are really desperate … ”

“Baron you are naive for your age, I paid hundreds of millions for this land and you want me to put the whole project on hold for you?”

“I’m not a big house, it doesn’t take up much space …”

“What if I don’t say yes?”

“Then I’ll just sit here and not leave until Ron gets a conscience.” Baron gritted his teeth.

“Conscience?” Shen Ron sneered, “Don’t you know, Uncle? Businessmen have no conscience.”

“You …” Baron looked up and stared at him hatefully, his heart bleak, not expecting that after only a decade or so of not seeing him, the sunny, happy and polite flashy boy back then would become so cold-blooded and heartless. He gritted his teeth and said, “Then I will die here!”

When he finished, he headbutted the excavator next to him.

The crowd on the sidelines instinctively let out a low cry, all stunned by his actions.

Shen Ron flicks his eyebrows, and the moment Baron slams into the digger his hand quickly yanks him by the collar of his back and slams him to the ground.

Baron’s clothes were dirty and wet, and Shen Ron’s white palm was stained with a smear of mud, which Assistant Peng immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket to help him wipe up.

Shen Ron did not soften his attitude, instead he looked down more coldly at Baron at his feet and said coldly, “Baron if you think that by bumping into me I will help you raise your two grandchildren and will leave you the house, then you are naive. There’s nothing I hate more in life than being threatened, so if you must bump, then please do it after I’m gone, thanks.”

Shen Ron threw that out and turned to walk out of the crowd.

Outside the crowd, Cheng Lydia watched him walk out of the crowd with a small flowered umbrella in her hand, her eyes full of incomprehension and incredulity for him.

She saw that Shen Ron’s hair and clothes were covered with rainwater, and his shiny leather shoes were dirty with yellow mud, but this did not affect his nobility and coolness.

She had never felt that Shen Ron was an evil person, Shen had his own charity and Shen Ron had his own love, especially the one for Yang June, which, to exaggerate, was absolutely unmatched by the world.

A man who can go on loving so deeply should be loving to others too, shouldn’t he?NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

But just now, was the … she met really the Shen Ron she knew?

Shen Ron was stunned when he saw her, then stepped over and stared at her blandly, “Didn’t I tell you to wait in the car?”

Cheng Lydia looked at him, then at Baron, who had fallen to the floor and was howling, and stepped past him, walking over to Baron and crouching down, her fingers brushing the nape of his neck, which was scarily hot.

How can you spend so much time in the freezing rain and not have a fever?

As soon as she saw his face and pupils just now, she knew he must be burning up.

She patted Baron’s shoulder and said soothingly, “There’s not just one solution to everything, so go back and change, take a hot bath, take some cold medicine, and wait until you’re better, okay?”

“Let me die, let me die …” Baron broke down and cried, his body that hadn’t stopped shaking curled up on the floor.

“Don’t worry, Shen will definitely arrange a place for you to stay, hurry up and get up.”

“No, Shen Ron he’s cold-blooded and heartless, he’ll get his comeuppance …”

“Why don’t you see if this is okay.” Cheng Lydia thought about it, “Shen’s Wangye Mansion is going to open next month, it’s near the west of the city, you can pick a flat at your leisure, in addition, Shen can also arrange a job for you as a housekeeper, what do you think?”

Shen Ron’s already cold and handsome face became even more gloomy as he looked at Cheng Lydia with annoyance.

What does this woman want? Doesn’t she know that the price of the smallest home in Wangye Mansion costs $2 million a set and the largest home costs $6 million a set?

“Shen Ron wouldn’t agree to that, no …” Baron muttered, shaking his head.

“It counts when I say so.”

“No, I don’t believe …”

“You look up at me, read it and believe it.” Cheng Lydia said with a smile.

Baron quieted down a little and lifted his old tear-wet face, and was instantly convinced when he saw Cheng Lydia’s face.

A woman that Shen Ron is willing to buy all the dogs in his house for her and install a full security system for him has to be something else!

Looking at the sincerity in Cheng Lydia’s eyes, Baron was somewhat moved.

In fact, right now he had no other choice but to trust Cheng Lydia, and he couldn’t really leave his two young grandchildren to die.

He nodded heavily, grateful.

Cheng Lydia saw that he had finally compromised and said at the two security officers, “Get him inside.”

Baron was escorted inside and Cheng Lydia rose from the floor, she didn’t have to turn around to feel how cold Shen Ron’s gaze was locked on her. She took a light breath and turned to face him.