Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

The party kicked off promptly at The Shen Family mansion.

Cheng Lydia arrived at the Shen Mansion with her step-parents. Having not seen much of the world since she was a child, Cheng Lydia was intrigued and amazed by the grand, atmospheric and beautifully decorated venue.

But she respects Mrs. Yang’s prior instructions to play the role of a wealthy young lady, as well behaved and understanding as Yang June.

Mrs. Yang couldn’t see a child like Cheng Lydia who grew up in a weed pile and didn’t have any semblance of the nobility and showmanship of a rich family’s children.

Mrs. Yang leads Cheng Lydia through the crowd.

Cheng Lydia felt uncomfortable all over as she was held in her hand and felt the warmth of her palm, the warmth of an unfamiliar one.

In the living room of The Shen Family, Mrs. Shen and Shen Jiancheng are both present, with Liu Cora and Belle standing next to them, instead missing the party’s main character, Shen Ron, and Shen Ron’s mother, Mrs. Shen.

Mrs. Yang greeted the old lady and with a big smile glanced around and asked, “Where’s Ron? How come I don’t see him?”

Old Lady Shen smiled a little stiffly, “Ron is in his room and will only come out later.”

“Oh, the main characters are the ones who come out in the finale.” Mrs. Yang smiled and pushed Cheng Lydia slightly towards the old lady, “Old lady, this is my June,” and then to Yang June, “June, this is old lady Shen, call old lady hello.”

“Hello, old lady.” Cheng Lydia said with a polite bow.

The smile on the old lady’s lips deepened, but it was still a bit stiff. She took one of Cheng Lydia’s hands and sized her up, then smiled and praised her, “You are so pretty, so watery, and your dress is beautiful, it must be very expensive.”

The corners of the old lady’s mouth tugged, the taste of mockery flooded out, and she continued, “A young lady from a rich family is different, how she looks, unlike those children raised in the weeds, giving her a dragon robe to wear doesn’t look like a prince.”

As the old lady said this, her gaze intentionally swept over the mother and daughter pair at Shen Jiancheng’s side.

Liu Cora, insulted, turned and ran away with tears in her eyes.

Belle followed suit and left the living room.

“These two are …” Mrs. Yang asked in confusion as she looked at the departing duo.

The old lady smiled lightly without saying anything, and Shen Jiancheng stood up from the sofa and replied with a cold face, “She is my wife.” Saying that, he also left the living room.

Mrs. Yang finally understood why the old lady’s face was not cheerful today, the original …

I had heard that Shen Jiancheng was divorcing Mrs. Shen for a woman, and actually brought the woman outside to her home on The Shen Family young prince’s birthday, no wonder the old lady was so angry that she spoke coldly.

As soon as Belle followed her mother back to her bedroom, she tearfully cried out, “Mom, let’s go home, I don’t want to live here, I hate it …”

Liu Cora took her daughter into her arms, and mother and daughter hugged and cried.

As soon as Shen Jiancheng entered the door, he was stung by the scene in front of him, and gathered both mother and daughter into his arms to comfort them softly, “Don’t cry, it’s my fault, you can stay at ease, I will definitely give you a name.”

Liu Cora complained tearfully, “You always tell us to wait, how long do we have to wait? The old lady can dislike us, but why did she say such harsh words? Even if I did something wrong, Belle is still a child, how can she hurt her like this?”

“I’m sorry, my mother is such a knife and bean curd person, it will be fine after a while.” Shen Jiancheng promised, “Don’t worry, when people arrive a bit more, I’ll announce our marriage to the outside, you’ll be rightfully married by then, don’t cry.”

Shen Jiancheng pulled Belle again and surveyed the white dress she was wearing, coaxing with a smile, “Belle doesn’t cry, Belle is much prettier and cuter than that Yang June.”

Belle glanced down at the featureless white dress she was wearing, it was so far from Yang June’s dress, something she had to admit.

The guests were largely present and the host opened the party from a makeshift stage.

As the host of The Shen Family, Shen Jiancheng was the first to take the stage to deliver his speech. He steadily walked to the stage, swept a glance at the guests, and cleared his throat before raising his voice into the microphone, “Thank you all for coming to today’s banquet, and before we begin, I would like to take this opportunity to announce a big happy event to the public, which is the marriage of my Miss Liu Cora … ”

A sudden outcry arose from the stage, and Shen Jiancheng’s next words were drowned out in a clamor.

The old lady, who was chilling and talking to the guests on the stage, did not expect her son to behave in this manner, and was so angry that her face turned blue and trembled.

The guests who did not understand this news all brought their glasses of wine to congratulate the old lady, who was angry but had to put on a graceful and elegant appearance to congratulate everyone in return.

While Shen Jiancheng is busy introducing his new wife and the old lady is busy with the guests who come to congratulate her, Cheng Lydia is hiding in the corner of the garden wolfing down a plate of chestnut pastry, completely unaffected by the outside world.

There was one other busy person in the crowd who was minding her own business, and that was the flamboyantly dressed Mrs. Gu, who was looking around and asking the waiter who was weaving through the crowd, “Hello, have you seen my William?”

The waiter shook his head, who knew who her William was?

Gu Andrew came over from the crowd and took her arm to scold her, “What are you wandering about for? Why don’t you go toast the host family?”

Mrs. Gu huffed, “It’s not that boy William, he’s gone in a flash, he’s not going home, is he?”

“Told you not to force him to come along.”

“It’s too rude to play missing all of a sudden when you’ve come all this way, isn’t it? We’ll definitely teach him a good lesson when we get back.” Mrs. Gu grumbled under her breath.

In fact, Gu William is in the second floor lounge at this time.

Ever the hater of hilarity, he ducked into the lounge after greeting the old lady.

The lounge on the second floor had been improvised and outside the terrace was The Shen Family’s garden, the site of the party. He sat on the sofa on the terrace, holding his coffee in his hand and taking a sip from time to time. His light gaze never left the little girl in the corner of the garden, who was wearing a pretty little dress and devouring a plate of chestnut pastry.

The girl was clear, real and lovely, and in his eyes, a most striking and beautiful sight at the party.

However, this little view was stirred up in the next … moment.

He saw a little girl in a white dress slowly approaching her, then deliberately tripped over her foot and leaned forward, tilting the cup in his hand and spilling dark chocolate sauce unevenly on the snacker’s pretty dress.

The little eater whimpered and jumped up from her chair, the pink and purple hem of her skirt already blackened in a big way.

Cheng Lydia was furious that her dress was soiled, but she had to admit her fate in the face of Belle’s frequent apologies.

When her dress got dirty, Cheng Lydia hid in a corner for fear of Mrs. Yang’s scolding and dared not see anyone, and wiped herself with paper towels for a while instead of getting dirtier and dirtier.

When she saw Cheng Lydia hiding in a dirty corner, her eyebrows knitted and she almost slapped her on the spot.

“What’s going on with you?” Mrs. Young asked in a stern voice, glaring at her.

Cheng Lydia scowled, her voice like a mosquito, “I accidentally got it dirty while eating.”

“You child!” Mrs. Yang yanked her out of the corner, tugged her by the arm and headed for the house.

Led by the maid, the couple dragged Cheng Lydia into a lounge on the second floor and slammed the door shut before Mrs. Yang angrily slapped Cheng Lydia, scolding her angrily, “Cheng Lydia! You think this is your home? You can eat whatever you want? Don’t forget that you are the stand-in for June at the party, your every word and action represents June, really … June’s face has been disgraced by you!”

Cheng Lydia apologized sheepishly as she knew she was in trouble, “Auntie and uncle, I’m sorry, I know I’m wrong.”

Mrs. Yang dragged her into the bathroom and scolded her as she washed her skirt with water: “Wasn’t your mother very proud and powerful? Didn’t she threaten that she could raise you well without any money from the Yang family? How come she raised such a hungry ghost like you, look what you’ve done to June’s favorite dress, you’ve lost all your face …”

Hearing her endless cursing, Wang Duan impatiently said, “Alright, I told you not to bring her here, but you had to, who is to blame?”

“How would I have gotten June if she hadn’t suddenly come down with chicken pox.”

“June has chicken pox and can totally tell The Shen Family she can’t come, it’s not like The Shen Family would blame you.”

“Auntie and Uncle, you guys stop fighting, I know I’m wrong.” Cheng Lydia said apologetically.

“What’s the use of knowing what’s wrong? It’s all out of order.” Mrs. Young helped her wash her dress and then dragged her out of the bathroom, looking around inside the cupboard without finding any sign of a blow dryer.

Mrs. Yang turned back to Cheng Lydia and scanned her, “Forget it, you’ll only be embarrassed if you go out anyway, just stay here until your skirt is dry.”

The dress is chiffon and it wouldn’t be too hard to want it to dry.

Cheng Lydia, of course, dared not disobey and nodded her head ‘oh’ dutifully.

After Mrs. Yang and Wang Duan left the lounge, Cheng Lydia sat on the couch and fanned her wet skirt with her hands, but it would be too boring to just sit here and wait for it to dry.

She glanced out the window and noticed a weak patch of sunlight coming in from the terrace, weak but better than staying inside, and she walked out as she did, lifting the hem of her skirt.

As she stepped out onto the terrace, her mouth dropped open in instant shock at the glimpse of a figure on the terrace.

There was someone in the lounge? I can’t believe she didn’t know that at all.

Seeing her open-mouthed, wide-eyed goofiness, Gu William found it amusing enough to snicker in a deliberately mocking voice, “So you’re a fake princess, huh?”

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Cheng Lydia gave a dry, groundless laugh, surveyed the pretty-as-a-Jerry-boy and said in a pleading tone, “Can you keep a secret for me?”

“No.”

The smile on Cheng Lydia’s face faded in displeasure, “Why not?”

“My mouth is on my face, and it’s my business whether I can manage it or not.” Gu William gestured to his mouth.

“So what do you have to do to manage it?”

“Who knows? Maybe I won’t be able to resist telling the old lady later.”

Cheng Lydia glared at him angrily, and slowly, tears began to well up in her eyes.

If Lady Yang knew that she had not only soiled her dress, but also acted through it and let her fake princess identity be discovered, she would be so angry that she would beat her up.

So, she can’t let Mrs. Yang know, she mustn’t!

Gu William didn’t expect her to burst into tears so easily, so he had to change his tone and smile, “Don’t cry yet, I don’t want people to think I’m bullying you, don’t cry now.”

Gu William drew a tissue and handed it to her, only to have her slap it away.

“I hate you!” Cheng Lydia threw that at him, turned around, and walked quickly towards the door.

Gu William knew that Cheng Lydia’s stepmother was strict and had seen how she had just been beaten, that’s why he had deliberately scared her and teased her, but he didn’t expect her to be so uncomfortable and get angry at once.

How afraid she was of that stepmother of hers, he thought!