Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Cheng Lydia was afraid to say anything, and Cheng Lena guessed the truth.

With a quirk of his brow, he asked, “Did you take it from Yang June?”

“It’s … borrowed from her.”

“Cheng Lydia, are you trying to piss me off?” Cheng Lena finally couldn’t stand it anymore, she grabbed her arm and gave her a hard smack, scolding angrily as she did so, “How many times have I told you not to ask for anything from their family, not to meet with her, but you have to attend some shitty party instead of her, and you have to meddle in such nonsense, why do you have so little self-respect? People simply look down on you, and you still run to ask for money from them …?”

“Mom … don’t hit it … it hurts!” Cheng Lydia jumped to her feet to hide, but couldn’t get away.

The chicken feather duster was thrown at the body and it hurt like hell.

Cheng Lena asked in exasperation, “Dare to meet with her next time? Say it …!”

Cheng Lydia hugged Cheng Lena’s hand and cried and complained, “Mom … why can’t I meet June, June is not an outsider, she is my sister. Why are you adults always like this, I know you don’t like Aunt Helen, but June is very nice to me, why can’t I meet her and play with her?”

Cheng Lena raised her duster and stiffened, stopping in mid-air.

Cheng Lydia wiped a tear from her face and continued to yell, “Didn’t mommy always teach me to be a sweet girl who is loved by everyone? Didn’t she tell me to try to help people when they are in trouble? Why am I not allowed to help that poor brother now? Why?”

She saw the tears and accusations on Cheng Lydia’s face, and Cheng Lena instantly felt that her daughter had grown up and was starting to have a mind of her own.

All these years she has been excluding her daughter from contact with the Yang family, and her daughter has always listened to her, on the other hand also because of the distance, the two sisters do not see each other a few times a year.

She thought her daughter was well-behaved and obedient at heart, but never expected her to think that way.

Yes, she and Yang June are blood sisters, they are related by blood, it is normal to have good feelings, how can one reject an innocent little girl because of resentment against Yang Shangjie and Mrs. Yang?

“Mom … I just want to have a sister, I just want to help that brother …” Cheng Lydia whimpered through her tears.

Cheng Lena’s palm loosened and the chicken feather duster fell to the floor in her palm.

She took Cheng Lydia into her arms and cried, “Lydia, mommy is not forbidding you to help that brother, mommy is already burdened with one of you, she can’t afford another child. …”

“But if we don’t help him, he will continue to kill himself, and the day before yesterday he was almost admitted to a mental hospital.” Cheng Lydia said.

Cheng Lena wiped a tear bitterly, what else could she say about the matter?

She cried for a moment before continuing to speak, “As for it being June, mommy did it out of desperation. every time you guys met, her mommy would call and warn me to keep you in check and not let you near June. what do you want mommy to do? You tell me -.”

Cheng Lydia saw her mother crying and was busy patting her back and comforting her, “I’m sorry mom, don’t worry mom, I’ll try not to see June in the future.”

Cheng Lena nodded and hugged her tightly, tears spilling onto her shoulders.

Eventually, Cheng Lena made it to the hospital.

Cheng Lydia smiled brightly and said to Shen Ron, “Brother, we’re here to get you out of the hospital.”

Cheng Lena tugged at the corners of her lips and tried to keep a smile on her face as she stood up to Shen Ron and said, “As I said before, I’m June’s nanny and I’m living with her in the suburbs for the summer, so you’ll stay with us for now and I’ll help you find your family as soon as I can.”

“Thank you, Auntie.” Shen Ron had become polite without his previous indifference.

You can live anywhere as long as you don’t go home.

“What’s your name?” Cheng Lena asked as she sized him up.

Shen Ron hesitated slightly before answering, “My name is Hoshi.”

He can’t tell them his real name, or he’ll be sent back to Shen Mansion soon.

Cheng Lena nodded and said two words with indifference hard to hide in her tone of voice, “Let’s go.”

Cheng Lydia immediately put her arm around Shen Ron and said with a smile, “Come on, let’s go home.”

Shen Ron looked sideways at Cheng Lydia and then at Cheng Lena who was walking ahead of him and lowered his voice to ask, “Is your aunt not welcome to me?”

“No lah, aunty she’s that kind of personality.” Cheng Lydia explained.

Shen Ron wasn’t all that concerned; after all, he had nowhere to go but to rely on Cheng Lydia’s house for a temporary stay.

Cheng Lena had cleaned up the bedroom on the first floor with the east-facing window and made the mattress before she left home.

The room was not a third of the size of Shen Ron’s usual room, and the decoration was not luxurious, but simple and elegant, and the window faced the small courtyard, so you could close your eyes and smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

A bouquet of roses in full bloom, apparently just put up today, sat on the desk in the bedroom, adding a touch of life to the entire bedroom.

“Do you like the room?” Cheng Lydia merrily circled the room.

“It’s okay.” Shen Ron nodded and walked over to the bunch of roses.

“I picked the roses from the yard this morning, aren’t they beautiful?”

“It’s okay.”

“Why are you ‘okay’ with everything?” Cheng Lydia said with a small, disappointed curl of her mouth.

Shen Ron, however, looked innocent, “Because I don’t like Roses.”

“Why don’t you like it? Roses are long-lived and hardy, unlike many other flowers that are so delicate and useless.” Cheng Lydia took the vase into her arms, “You don’t want it, I’ll put it in my own room.”

Shen Ron stopped her in her tracks and took the vase back out of her arms and put it back in its place, “Who says I don’t want it? I suddenly think it’s quite nice when you say that.”

Cheng Lydia smiled joyfully as her favorite things were premiered.

“Have some fruit.” Cheng Lena walked in with a plate of cut fruit and placed it on the table, then said to Shen Ron, “Hsi, give me your home number and I’ll help you find your family.”

Shen Ron reached for the slice of apple Cheng Lydia handed him, looked at Cheng Lena and hesitated to speak until Cheng Lena prodded again before lying and saying, “My mom’s phone isn’t working, I called.”

“There’s no one else in the house?”

“No more …” Shen Ron lowered his eyes somewhat sheepishly, and his gesture was mistaken for a sign of hurt feelings.

Cheng Lena couldn’t bear to irritate him any further and had no choice but to turn around and walk out.

Shen Ron just stayed at Cheng’s house, from the beginning he thought there was nothing to communicate with a little girl like Cheng Lydia, such as is to house himself in his bedroom every day.

However, Cheng Lydia did not think so. She was very happy to have a new companion in the house, and pestered Shen Ron all day long to do this and that, at first pestering him to help her weed and plant flowers in the garden, pestering him to go for morning jogs with her, and pestering him to play badminton with her in the afternoon.

And the biggest reason she did this was to get him out of the shadow of his parents’ divorce and be a happy little teenager as soon as possible.

After all, it was the mother who left and the father who married another woman to start a family, and since Cheng Lydia tried as hard as she could, she couldn’t get Shen Ron out of his hurt feelings completely.

Occasionally, when he was in a bad mood, he would chase Cheng Lydia away from himself and be left alone.

As it was, he had been alone in the house all morning.

It was soon lunchtime, and Cheng Lydia cautiously pushed open the door to his room and stuck half her head in, asking cautiously, “What would you like for lunch, brother?”

Shen Ron sat at the windowsill, phone in hand, and without looking back said, “I don’t want to eat.”

“How can you not eat?” Cheng Lydia walked in and saw the phone in his hand and knew he was calling his mother again. She put her arms around him and shook them curtly, “Don’t be sad, brother, my aunt promised she would help you find your mom.”

“Can’t find it.” He said woodenly.

“Why?”

“I think she must have gone abroad.”

“How do you know?”

“I guessed.”

“Don’t you guess.” Cheng Lydia thought for a moment, “You need to be happy and then take care of yourself and maybe one day your mother will come back?”

Shen Ron swept her away, unmoved.

“Brother …” Cheng Lydia continued to shake his arm and pout, “I’m hungry and I can’t eat if you don’t eat.”

“Then let’s have dumplings.” Shen Ron said.

“Okay, I’m going to make dumplings.” Cheng Lydia rushed off to the kitchen to make dumplings.

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Cheng Lydia made the dumplings and sat down at the table with Shen Ron to eat them.

Shen Ron ate as well as he always does, and the large bowl full was soon at the bottom.

After eating his noodles, Shen Ron ducked back into his bedroom.

He took his customary lunch break in the afternoon, and Cheng Lydia didn’t bother him anymore, cleaning up the dishes and going to her room to do her homework.

When a phone suddenly rang in the afternoon, Cheng Lydia picked up on the second floor extension, and Yang June’s voice came on the other end: “Sister, are you home?”

“June, is something wrong?” Cheng Lydia intentionally kept her voice down to avoid Shen Ron downstairs hearing her.

Yang June smiled and said, “I told mom to come over to your place to get the dress back and she agreed yay.”

“Ah …” Cheng Lydia’s mouth was open, her dress was already ruined. And … if Shen Ron saw Yang June, wouldn’t her attendance at the party in Yang June’s place be compromised? Mrs. Yang had told her again and again not to let anyone know about it!

Not waiting for her to respond, Yang June added, “I’m on my way, I’ll be there soon.”

Half an hour later, Yang June did arrive.

Cheng Lydia put her index finger to her lips as she led her into the house and pointed to the door of Shen Ron’s room lowering her voice, “Brother is napping.”