Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Shen Mansion, Cheng Lydia grabbed a newspaper in her hand and hurried down the stairs.

“Good morning, Mom.” Isaac greeted her with a smile.

“Good morning baby.” Cheng Lydia lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead, handed the newspaper in her hand to Shen Ron, and said with emotion, “Ron, did I read that right? Is it June? Is this woman up there really June?”

Shen Ron looked at her with a look of emotion and smiled, stroking her head, “Look at you, no shoes and no jacket.”

“I’m too anxious and too happy.” Cheng Lydia glanced down at herself and busied herself with another follow-up question, “Is this true?”

“It’s true.” Shen Ron nodded.

The newspaper was what he’d left on the bedside table so she could read the good news as soon as she woke up.

“Oh my God, June she’s not dead, she’s actually still alive.” Cheng Lydia was so excited that she couldn’t speak, “No … I don’t believe it, I … have to go up to the Yang family to see for myself.”

Cheng Lydia said and made to turn around and go upstairs to change.

“Hey, honey.” Shen Ron stretched out his long arms to hug her back and said, “Don’t get so excited, I’ve already called the Yang family, and they said that June is back right, but June was disfigured in the accident three years ago, so she has been afraid to go home and meet her acquaintances. She doesn’t have the courage to see me yet, so … Wang Boyce wants us to leave her alone for now.”

“Disfigured?” Cheng Lydia was stunned.

“Hmm.”

Cheng Lydia scrambled to pick up the paper and look at it closely; the picture on it was a little too blurry to see if Yang June was disfigured.

“How could she be so stupid, how could she face everything on her own?”

“She does seem rather silly.”

“So how come she’s suddenly married to Wang Boyce?” Cheng Lydia thought about it and shook her head, “No, I’m going to ask Wang Boyce for clarification.”

She said and was about to leave again when Shen Ron pulled her back again and held her down on the dining chair, “Wherever you’re going, you have to eat your breakfast first, don’t worry, I’ll take you to The Yang Family later.”

Cheng Lydia nodded and looked down to eat her breakfast.

After breakfast, Cheng Lydia couldn’t wait to get back to her bedroom to change before heading out with Shen Ron.

Knowing that Yang June is still alive, Cheng Lydia’s heart is overwhelmed with excitement.

Shen Ron parked the car in front of The Yang Family building, grabbed her hand and said, “You go up there and have a nice chat with Wang Boyce, I won’t be there.”

“You’re not going? Why?”

“Fool, now June is Wang Boyce’s wife, and June and I …” Shen Ron laughed and didn’t say anything further.

Cheng Lydia nodded knowingly, “And yes, you’re better off not going.”

“Well, go ahead, I’ll wait here.” Shen Ron grabbed her small hand and placed a kiss on her lips.

“No, you go to work, I’ll just go to the hospital by myself later.”

“It’s okay.”

Cheng Lydia saw his insistence and said nothing more, turning around and getting out of the car.

Wang Boyce had already guessed that Cheng Lydia would come to the office to see her, so she had instructed her secretary early in the morning not to see anyone without an appointment lately.

Cheng Lydia was blocked from entering the president’s office by the secretary, and was not allowed to enter even after being persuaded, so she got angry and barged in when the secretary was not looking.

Wang Boyce, who was concentrating on his work behind his desk, heard the door open and looked up at her with a cold gaze.

“Wang Boyce, all I want to know is what happened to June, why are you afraid to tell me?” Cheng Lydia glared at him in exasperation.

“It’s not that I’m afraid to tell you, it’s that I don’t feel the need to.”

“Why isn’t that necessary? She’s my own sister!”

“So what? Would you give Shen Ron to her again?”

“You …”

“Can’t, can you?” Wang Boyce smiled coldly, “Since you can’t, then stop messing with her, do you want her to watch you and Shen Ron being happy and joyful? Also, now it’s June herself who doesn’t want to see you guys, not me who won’t let her, so you might as well respect her own decision.”

“So tell me how she’s doing now?”

“Very well.”

“You’re really married?”

“Yes.”

Cheng Lydia couldn’t stand his shyness and walked in front of him with a begging face, “Wang Boyce, can you tell me a little more about June, please.”

“Don’t you already know that June killed Shen Belle and disfigured herself three years ago to make you all whole? For three years she’s been living in someone else’s house, afraid to see anyone, afraid to go home. The other day she was even going to marry that family’s mentally handicapped son as her wife, and unfortunately I found out about it, as I used the money to get rid of that family, became the groom of the wedding, and brought her back to the Yang family.”

Cheng Lydia took a deep breath and just felt her heart ache like a twinge.

I had no idea that Yang June was not dead and had suffered so many difficult things without her knowing about it.

In fact, she is not worried that Wang Boyce will hurt Yang June, because she knows Wang Boyce’s feelings for Yang June best, she is just heartbroken about what happened to her and how she is feeling right now.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“Remember to let me know if June will see me one day.” Cheng Lydia stared at Wang Xin Si and said, “And please, take good care of her.”

“I will.” Wang Boyce smiled blandly at her and looked down as he continued with his business.

Cheng Lydia always thought there was something so wrong with his smile, but she didn’t know what she should say.

Wang Boyce looked creepy today, making her look a little scared.

The fifteen days of wedding leave soon passed and Yang June knew she could no longer hide at home like a shrinking turtle. She had a job to do, and she had to go to work.

The magazine’s work wasn’t originally too busy, except that her female boss was so fun-loving that she didn’t come to the office more than twenty hours a week, so it could be said that she had basically left the magazine to her to manage.

After the promised fifteen days of wedding leave, Greta’s calls kept coming in after three days, all sorts of prodding, as if she couldn’t live without her magazine.

Because of the traffic jam, Yang June got off two stops before the office and planned to walk there.

The air outside the carriage was much better than inside, and she took a deep breath and stepped forward.

The reason for the traffic jam is that there is a scrape five hundred meters ahead, and the walk clears through this section. A young couple ahead of us point to the scraped vehicle and discuss, the man says: look, how inconvenient it is to have a car, it’s not as fast as we can walk.

Woman replied: I’d like to have a car for me, and I’d like to be stuck in traffic every day.

The man pinched the side of the woman’s cheek in feigned anger: the car or me, your choice.

The woman also gave him a squeeze on the side of his cheek: what do you think? Do you need to ask?

The man burst out laughing: I knew my baby’s knife mouth and tofu heart couldn’t spare me, haha …

The two began to chase and laugh up and down the road, their laughter overpowering the sound of the aircar engine and spreading all the way.

Yang June, who was walking behind them, unconsciously picked up the pace to follow. The happiness that you can’t get yourself, watching others embrace it is also a happy heart thing.

She thought of Wang Boyce, who had not come home all night last night, and remembered his indifference to herself, and suddenly felt that houses and cars were things of the utmost vanity, and that to be able to laugh and smile like the young couple in front of her was true happiness.

She closed her eyes and took a light breath, mentally reminding herself not to compare, not to envy, because she simply didn’t have the qualifications.

I opened my eyes just in time to see a familiar Cayenne car drive past the vehicle control entrance and quickly drive away.

The highest grade Cayenne new model, not particularly expensive, but with a dominating license plate F9999, isn’t this Wang Boyce’s car? However, the woman in the passenger seat is not the young lady of Wang.

The woman looked pink and beautiful on her side, not at all inferior to the actress in the newspaper the other day.

Since when did Wang Boyce fall in love with the idea that changing women is like changing clothes?

Yang June stood at the curb staring blankly at the direction the Cayenne car had disappeared, tears slipping unconsciously from the corners of her eyes, two clear, shallow drops.

She had been afraid to shed tears, no matter what Wang Boyce did to her, because she knew that Wang Boyce wanted nothing more than to see her hard, and she couldn’t let him have his way, couldn’t show weakness in front of him.

Only when she was behind him, as she was today, did she indulge her emotions a little.

Yang June felt something unusual at the right front, turned her head and found a long lens less than ten meters away facing from herself, and behind the lens was a sunny and handsome man.

These days, she’s scared of these camera-carrying reporters!

She could even imagine that in tomorrow’s morning papers there would be another story about her, and it would be about Wang Boyce’s new wife crying alone in the street after seeing her husband cheat on her. Perhaps adding that this is what happens to shameless mistresses, it’s karma!

Just the thought of it sent chills down her spine.

The man across the room came into contact with her eyes and was busy putting down his camera, making an apologetic gesture at her before turning away.

Yang June gritted her teeth and rushed up to tug at his coat, forcing him to stop.

The man obviously wasn’t expecting her to catch up being startled by her and looked back at him in surprise. The two just stared at each other in close quarters, one annoyed and one apologetic.

When he got closer, Yang June realized that this man was tall, with three-dimensional features and a fit body. It’s a pity that such a good skin has gone to work as a paparazzi who specializes in digging up gossip about people.

“That … sorry, I was just passing … by.” The man glanced down at the corner of his shirt that Yang June had grabbed, uncomfortably begging for mercy.

Yang June stared at the high-end looking camera in his hand, then grabbed it when he wasn’t looking and saw that she was in the photo. Not only her, but also Wang Boyce and the smiling woman.

The man’s photography skills were simply superb, not only did he capture the gloomy expression on her face as she looked at the Cayenne car, but he even caught the tear under her eye.

“Miss, this camera is very expensive, be careful …” The man couldn’t help but warn when he saw her flick her thumb over the camera for a good while.