Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Wang Boyce had a morning meeting and saw a gossip report about Yang June on the Internet by noon.

That’s the speed of the internet, so fast it can be compared to the speed of light.

Even when Yang June is smiling in the photo, one can immediately see through her cluelessness and nervousness.

It must be hard to be scorned by the world, he thought, and that was exactly what he wanted.

Yang June …

Whenever I think of that name, Wang Boyce’s heart always feels like it’s being pricked by a needle.

He picked up the phone on his desk, a photo of Yang June crossed his fingertips, he had done so much to forget her, but hesitated to delete her photo from his phone.

It’s cruel and hard to try to completely erase someone from your heart!

Wang Boyce was so lost in the photos that he didn’t even feel Sasha coming in. Compared to yesterday, Sasha’s skirt was an inch shorter, and her long, white legs gave a tempting impression.

She twisted her waist around the desk to Wang Boyce’s side, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, bent her long legs, and sat on his lap. Her voice pouted, “What are you thinking about? So absorbed.”

After crushing on Wang Boyce for so long, she hadn’t ever been this loose, and after last night, she felt emboldened by the fact that she had been elevated in stature.

These are the days when mistresses are the norm, and if Yang June can marry into The Wang Family, why should she not find hope?

However, she expected too much too soon.

Wang Boyce’s face instantly grimaced the moment she sat on his lap, coldly pushing her to the side, his tone also cold, “Since you’re going to play disappear, play nice and never let me see you again.”

Sasha’s delicate little face changed in shock, and she gazed at Wang Boyce in dismay, as if the words were so unnatural coming from him.

It was so far from her expectations, so big that she couldn’t accept it for a moment!

It was only after a long time that she stammered, “Van … what are you talking about?”

“What I said is what you heard.” Wang Boyce looked a little unhelpful.

Sasha was so anxious that tears were coming out of her eyes, and she pressed him undauntedly, “Why? What did I do wrong?”

Wang Boyce didn’t want to say anything to her, but when she refused to leave, he lifted up the morning paper on the table and shouted at her, “Don’t think I don’t know that this is your work! What are you trying to say? Who are you trying to show off to? Do you think Yang June will care? Or do I care?”

No one cares, not Yang June, and not him!

Wang Boyce suddenly wanted to laugh, he had always thought that Yang June would be infatuated with him and adore him like those women, but … she wasn’t, she wasn’t like the others!

“Van …” Sasha stared at him and spoke naggingly, “I just wanted Yang June to leave you because I knew you didn’t love her and that’s why I revealed what happened last night to the press.”

“She can’t stay for a moment when I need her to leave without you making a fool of yourself. Get out of here right now before I call the press.”

The conversation had come to this point, there was no point in saying more. Although there is reluctance, but the wise people know the reason to see the good, Sasha bit his lips, with tears, watched Wang Boyce for a long time before stamping his foot and turned to walk out.

Sasha ran out of the office to the sympathetic eyes of the staff tinged with contempt and almost collided with Judy, who was walking on her way. She hurriedly dodged to the side and ended up crashing into Special Assistant Lin, knocking the bottles and jars out of his arms.

She didn’t stop and continued running in the direction of the elevator.

“What’s going on here?” Judy asked as she looked in the direction Sasha had disappeared.

Special Assistant Lin leaned down and picked up the jars of medicine one by one, while shaking his head and sighing, “A woman who doesn’t think of herself, she’s crazy to want to be a rich woman.”

Judy was clearly not interested in Sasha, instead she shot a glance at the bottle of medicine in Lint’s assistant and asked, “Who are you carrying this for?”

Special Assistant Lim is the man beside Wang Boyce, and you can guess who to bring the drugs to without asking.

“It’s for Mr. Wang.” Special Assistant Lin said.

Judy was surprised, then smiled, “I happen to be going to Mr. Wang’s office, let me help you.”

“No need. …”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

These tranquilizing drugs could not be bought in ordinary pharmacies and had to be prescribed by an acquaintance at the hospital, and Special Assistant Lin really did not feel comfortable handing them over to someone else for delivery.

Judy, however, said unkindly, “What? Afraid I’ll swallow them for myself? Don’t worry, I eat well and sleep well, I don’t need them.”

With that, he copied the pill bottle from Lint’s assistant and walked quickly towards the office area.

There was a knock at the door, and Wang Boyce, thinking it was Sasha who had returned undaunted, was annoyed and yelled at the door, “Get out!”

The glass door panel was pushed open anyway, and Judy walked in with a polite greeting, looking rather low-browed.

Judy is young and vigorous, with thick eyebrows, a square face, and bronzed skin that accentuates his sunny aura.

He was the head of a project, but he hadn’t been here long, and Wang Boyce didn’t see such a business traitor from the bottom of his heart, so he rarely met him. Even when they did, they only gave him a bland glance.

The person that Leng Qing Shu wholeheartedly supported shouldn’t be too bad.

Judy placed the medicine bottle in her hand in front of Wang Boyce and said respectfully, “Mr. Wang, this is what Special Assistant Lin just asked me to bring up.”

“Thanks.” Wang Boyce took the bottle of medicine and looked at him blandly, “Is there anything else?”

Judy hesitated slightly and said, “Regarding the acquisition of Teng Tian, I would like to ask Mr. Wang for permission to take charge.”

“No, I haven’t thought about acquiring it yet.”

“But Madame …”

“I’ll communicate again on her ladyship’s side, no need for you to bother.”

Judy saw his cold response, and before she exited, she couldn’t help but speak up again, “Mr. Wang, Teng Tian Film and Television is considered famous in the country, and it’s very helpful for The Yang Family to expand into new territories. Madam is determined to develop into the entertainment industry, so this is not a bad opportunity.”

Wang Boyce, who was already annoyed, had no desire to talk about business matters at all, much less with an outsider, and when he hesitated to leave, the gloom on his face became more and more pronounced, “Mr. Zhu, as I said, this matter will be studied and decided by me and a few of the senior management. It’s not your turn to speak before you’re officially promoted to the position of vice president, sorry, I’m busy.”

Everyone knows that the head of The Yang Family is overbearing, arrogant, and coldly dictatorial, and naturally Judy does too.

Looking at Wang Boyce’s disdainful expression, his face changes and he bows his head and backs out.

Yang June sat on a porch chair in the hospital, looking up from time to time at the wooden door of the examination room.

Feeling a few probing glances sweeping towards her from all around, she rose uncomfortably from her chair and walked out onto the terrace at the end of the hallway.

In a short span of two weeks, she has become a regular in the media world, with a rate of exposure comparable to that of a top tier star in the entertainment industry, and it is no wonder that she receives strange looks from people everywhere she goes.

Outside, the lights were up and the neon was bright, reflecting on her plain white face with a different kind of loneliness.

Wang Boyce came back during the afternoon, changed his clothes and left again.

She found a few more bottles of Valium in the drawer, a class of drugs she was not familiar with and for which there were no detailed instructions online, except that they were dangerous to humans.

So, after Wang Boyce left, she went out too, taking his medication to the hospital where her friend was.

This friend is a suitor of Greta, the woman who owns the magazine she works for, and is a pretty good friend.

The autumn night breeze was cool and she felt a little cold in just a singlet, so she had to go back to the inside of the corridor. Just as the door to the testing room opened, she stepped up to meet it, “Leo, did you find out?”

When Qin Leo took the bottle of Valium she had brought and sniffed it left and right, hesitantly telling her that it was not your average Valium, her heart skipped a beat and she became both a little worried.

Qin Leo put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and swept around to make sure no one was paying attention before lowering his voice and asking, “Where did you get this medicine? This is a forbidden drug that was discontinued twenty years ago. It has a stabilizing effect on pain, but it is extremely harmful to the brain, and if taken for a long time, it may even lead to a trance, memory loss, and finally brain death.”

Yang June stared at him in horror and dismay.

She never thought Wang Boyce would be taking such drugs. It’s like chronic suicide!

Leaving the hospital, Yang June thought of a method used in TV dramas that was badly used, replacing the medicine inside the bottle with vitamin tablets.

She understands Wang Boyce’s pain of not being able to sleep at night, but she has to do it for the sake of Wang Boyce’s body, even if Wang Boyce finds out and hates her twice as much.

Damn Wang Boyce, she couldn’t let anything bad happen to him!

Just as she was changing her medication Wang Boyce returned, stumbling on his feet and staring in disorientation with the smell of alcohol as he had done on so many nights.

Yang June was taken aback by him and scrambled to set the medicine bottle back in place walking to sit on the edge of the bed. Her eyes naively looked at him with some apprehension in her heart.

And Wang Boyce didn’t seem to see what she’d just been doing, because he was looking at her with a warmth he’d never seen before.

Warmth … is something Yang June can’t even think about these days, how can Wang Boyce be warm to her when he inexplicably hates her, marries her, and leaves her out in the cold … which has become his new goal in life?

This was an illusion, right? She blinked hard, and when she opened her eyes again Wang Boyce had swung to her heels. The next thing she knew, he was hugging her with his strong arms, a hug that was not as rough as before, but even infinitely tender.

It wasn’t an illusion and she wasn’t mistaken, the warmth in Wang Boyce’s eyes was real because the name that came out of his mouth was June, not Sasha.

“June come back, let’s have a good life …” His voice was low and full of pleading.

Breath brushed between her ears, tickling with the strong scent of whiskey.

How can one not be heartbroken when the head of a multinational corporation, the eight-foot man whom countless women blindly chase, lowers his voice like this for a woman?

Yang June closed her eyes as beads of tears rolled down her face, her heart aching like a knife.

She doesn’t dare to hope that Wang Boyce will fall in love with her again, nor can she have that luxury, but it’s still so hard to suffocate because of it.