Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

At the thought, Yang June’s body tightened and she shook her head off in a panic, refusing to explore more heartbreaking scenes.

She came out of the bathroom with hot water and scrubbed the dazzling red with a towel, and the red mark was wiped off at once. But she always felt that it was still there, and the force in her hand was unconsciously increased, as if she wanted to wipe it away from Wang Boyce’s heart along with the person He Ren.

Every move she made fell on Wang Boyce’s eyes, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly as a mocking sneer swooned out.

“If you really cared that much, why don’t you just put a little color on your lips too and cover it up?”

Wang Boyce’s words brought Yang June to her senses instantly, realizing her state of mind, her small face flushed with manic heat.

Cared? How can she show she cares about Wang Boyce in front of him?

She threw the towel into the basin with a stubbornly proud look on her face, “I care because He Ren is my colleague and I don’t want to share a man with her.”

“She’s more affectionate than you.” Wang Boyce closed his eyes.

“She’s also better at unbuttoning than I am.” Yang June finished teasingly, stood up, looked down at him condescendingly, her face fading to seriousness, and said, “Wang Boyce, let’s get a divorce and stop being so disgusted with each other.”

Disgusted, really, is just how Wang Boyce feels about her.

And she, no matter how many things Wang Boyce had done to hurt her before, she was still humble enough to put up with him and give in to him. She knew this was ridiculous, silly, and could even be called shameless to put it bluntly.

The thing Wang Boyce hates is hearing her talk about divorce because he won’t allow it yet.

As always, he responded to her in an icy tone, “Divorce? No way!”

Although Yang Carina showed her infinite disgust, Yang June thanked her to her face for not telling Leng Qing Shu about the report on Wang Boyce.

Facing her, Yang Carina still looked indifferent and even looked at her with a mocking gaze and said, “Don’t take yourself too seriously, I didn’t tell mom the truth about what happened because I was worried that mom would be angry with you and break her health.”

With that, Yang Carina dumped her and went downstairs.

At the table, Leng Qing Shu was eating a sandwich while looking at Wang Boyce and scolding him, “Those reports before haven’t gone too far, but this time when Li Pu is like this, don’t you feel anything at all? How dare you hang out until midnight? Look at your current appearance, how do you look like the president of The Yang Family Group? No wonder you’ve scuttled the contract that was negotiated.”

Wang Boyce didn’t say anything, and Yang Carina didn’t dare to make a sound, while Yang June lowered her head and silently nibbled on the bread in her hand.

Leng Qing Shu added, “This magazine called Flower Tin will do anything for sales, it even dares to mess with us at The Wang Family, it must be made to pay a terrible price!”

Feeling Leng Qing Shu’s full of anger, Yang June pressed her head even lower, and her heart was also beating sharply with ‘sudden’ at this time.

“Mom, why don’t we just swallow the flower inlay and crush it again?” Yang Carina intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Yang June and smiled.

Leng Qing Shu pondered for two seconds and nodded, “I think it’s fine.”

Yang June looked up abruptly, looking at Leng Qingshu’s serious face, and her heart grew even more worried.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

There is nothing that Leng Qing Shu can’t do, and this is something that Yang June has seen in the recent past. Although the magazine was not hers, but after all, it was a place that she had worked for so many years, and she had helped Greta to run it together, so if it was destroyed like this, she was actually as reluctant as Greta.

She was tempted to ask Leng Qing Shu to hold her hand high, but in her current position, she was not qualified to speak in the proceedings at all, and had never participated.

Seeing that Leng Qing Shu’s mind was already made up, she stiffened her head and spoke cautiously, “Mom, the owner of Flower Tin Magazine is the daughter of An Tian Yang of the An Group.”

She thought Leng Qinghu would retract her order because Yang Ji to a backstage like An Tianyang, but Leng Qinghu swept over with a glare, “What are you trying to say? Threaten me?”

Yang June re-downs her head.

“My mom was scared.” Yang Carina gave her a mischievous look and finished by turning to Wang Boyce with a smile, “Did you hear that, big brother? Put the flower inlay away.”

Wang Boyce shared her look at Yang June and tugged at the corners of her lips with a sneer, “Let’s see what they do next.”

Yang June really doesn’t know what else Wang Boyce wants to show, compensation for his supposed $200 million project loss? Or … falling in love with him? And either one is not something she or Greta can do.

When Yang June told Greta about The Yang Family’s plan to buy Hana Tin Magazine, Greta was so upset that she stomped back and forth in the large office while cursing furiously, “This Wang Boyce is too much of a scoundrel to do what he dared to do, and he wants to buy my Hana Tin? Do you really think you are the king of the world?”

She stomped her steps as fast as she could, the light breeze from her skirt blowing in Yang June’s face with a cold whoosh, just as Wang Boyce’s barbed words had hit her body.

Wang Boyce may not be the king of heaven over Greta’s head, but it’s hers.

Seeing Yang June’s silence, Greta thought she was upset and rushed over to take her hand and said, “June, don’t be upset, I was just cursing for fun, and as you can see it was Wang Boyce who was the bully.”

“I’m not upset.”

“Really?”

“Hmm.”

Now Wang Boyce, not to mention Greta, wanted to scold her. Wouldn’t it be so much easier to scold him like Greta did without any fear?

“June, don’t blame me for being nosy, look at how ruthless his methods are, he must not be a good person, I advise you to hurry up and leave too, save yourself from being bullied by him day in and day out, that’s even better, and embarrass you by making headlines with peachy news all day long.”

Greta is just a straight shooter and says whatever comes to mind.

Divorce, the bitterness in Yang June’s heart is flooding out little by little, and why wouldn’t she want to?

Yang June moved her red lips bitterly and was about to say something in response when a pale, strong male voice came from the office door, “Where is your General Manager An?”

“Chief An is in his office.” Someone said.

Hearing the voice, Greta walked out joyfully, took her father’s arm and started pouting, “Dad, you’re finally here, I knew you wouldn’t care if I died.”

Greta said with a grin and a loud kiss on the left side of Antonyo’s cheek at the end, “Love you old man.”

An Tianyang was a man over half a century old who was still imposing, and at first glance, he was a character who had been mixed up in the mall.

Yet no matter how much he puts on a stern face, he still has a kindness that he can’t hide in front of Greta. This is one of the things that Yang June envies the most… It must be nice to have a father who dotes on you so much, right?

Her father had passed away when she was a child, and although her mother had remarried, she was not her own in the end, and had hardly enjoyed any real fatherly love for so many years.

An Tianyang was not dazzled by Greta’s sweet words this time, and coldly shook off her hand wrapped in his arm and snapped, “Who said I should care about your life or death? Where is An Chen? Tell him to get the hell out of here right now!”

“So you’re here to see your big brother.” Greta’s small mouth curled and she turned her back on him, “Lord Chief An, your good son is not with me, so you’d better look elsewhere.”

“Lies! Where else would he be if not with you?”

“Come on, Lord Chief An you just gave me this little shitty place to work, at a glance, okay?”

An Tianyang swept around and signaled the assistant beside him to look in the small office inside until he saw the assistant shake his head before he believed that An Chen was really not there.

Before leaving An Tianyang nudged Greta’s forehead with his finger and threatened through clenched teeth, “If you ever dare to let your brother help you with this or that again, I’ll sponsor The Yang Family to eat your magazine with my own money.”

“Dad, you’re not my real dad!” Greta gasped at his back.

An Tianyang returned nonchalantly, “You’re not my own daughter either.”

“President Anh I’m breaking off my relationship with you! I’m going to abduct your son and I’m going to run away from home! I want …”

“Well, people have left.” Yang June pulled Greta, who was furious and scurrying around inside the company like a female lunatic.

If you want to count the women who have the least regard for their image, it’s her, Miss An!