Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

The old lady’s intentions are known to God, you and I. She wants to tie him to Cheng Lydia twenty-four hours a day, so how could she take back her orders and let go of such a good opportunity? Especially at a time when the two had just had a divorce.

Cheng Lydia lowered her head and went back to eating.

In fact, she was just saying that, and expected that Shen Ron would not agree to it, and even if Shen Ron did, the old lady would not be able to agree to it.

“Don’t get upset, big deal, I’ll take care of the dishes?”

“Will you?” Cheng Lydia said without question.

Shen Ron wondered, “There’s a difference between knowing how to wash dishes and not knowing how to do it?”

“Then I’ll be polite.”

“You’re welcome.”

After the meal, Cheng Lydia did throw down a table of dishes to him and went off to her own.

Cheng Lydia hadn’t tidied up the house properly last night because it was so late, and she was busy cleaning the floor inside her bedroom when she heard a sound of china hitting the floor from inside the kitchen. The hands holding the mop gave a lurch, then she shook her head and continued mopping her floor.

However, the ‘clink’ of porcelain hitting the ground rhythmically rose and fell from that moment on, shaking her to the point where her heart cracked.

Although these plates and bowls do not cost her money to buy, but it is a pity that they are broken, but she could not stop it, she kept reassuring herself in her heart, everything has a first time, everything wants to learn to pay the corresponding price, consider it to pay tuition.

It’s not easy to think that he, a young master born with a golden spoon, would be willing to humble himself and help her with the dishes, so you can’t ask too much, right?

Finally, the ‘ding’ stopped and one of Cheng Lydia’s hearts settled with it.

She finished mopping up the bedroom and walked out, and Shen Ron was just finishing washing up and coming out of the kitchen, his long, jade-like fingers still dripping with water.

“Washed up?” She asked casually.

Shen Ron nodded, “Washed up.”

“Did you put it in the sterilizer to sterilize it?”

“No. …” Someone answered with a bit of heart.

Cheng Lydia has delivered, wash and dry the water with a dry cloth, then put it inside the sterilizer to sterilize the tumor, just …

“I’ll do it.” Cheng Lydia put down the mop and headed inside the kitchen, but was stopped by Shen Ron: “Forget it, big germs eat small germs, it’s fine without disinfection, it strengthens the resistance.”

“What sophomoric reasoning.”

“Hey …” Shen Ron didn’t stop her, so he had to follow her back to the kitchen.

Cheng Lydia looked left and right, up and down but couldn’t find the latest dish to be washed, so she turned her head and asked him, “Where did you put the bowl?”

“There.” Shen Ron gestured with his jaw to the side of her foot.

Cheng Lydia looks down, unsuccessfully.

“Where?”

“Trash can.” Someone’s hardware annotated.

Stunned, Cheng Lydia looked down and saw that the not-so-large trash can was littered with piles of china bowl shards. Her pupils were dilating and her gaze was stunned.

I think she had just heard a total of four or five ‘clanking’ sounds, right? How could the whole trash can be full?

“I blame the detergent you bought for being so slippery, I didn’t even touch it much and it went down in a whole base.” Shen Ron, who was leaning against the door, smiled uncomfortably.

“So what? All shattered?”

“Well …”

Cheng Lydia couldn’t help but roll her eyes, she’d handed him a large bowl to wash and ended up washing it all in the trash?

Jesus Christ, Shen Ron, could you be any cuter?

Shen Ron rubbed his nose, “It’s just a bowl, I’ll walk you to a new one tomorrow.”

“That’s right, it’s not just a bowl.” Cheng Lydia gritted her teeth and walked out of the kitchen with a stiff smile.

During the night, Cheng Lydia was still lamenting the inexpensive porcelain bowl and couldn’t even read the magazine in her hand.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She craned her head to look at Shen Ron next to her, who was looking at the file, reading it extremely carefully.

“Still upset about your bowl?” Shen Ron looked up at her.

“A little.”

“Are you deliberately adding to my guilt?” Shen Ron put the papers away with a flourish, jerking the magazine out of Cheng Lydia’s hands and placing it on the bedside table in one smooth motion, before rolling over and pinning her down.

Cheng Lydia parted her face, avoiding his flashing lustful gaze, and closed her eyes with a vague expectation of him in her mind.

It’s been just over a week and she’s already thinking about his body, what a dangerous thing to do!

He missed her too, she could feel it because of his kisses, his every movement was hot with fire.

“I’m not June …” She murmured in his ear uncontrollably.

And he nodded, “I know.”

Cheng Lydia sucked in a sad breath, hoping he really knew!

In the morning, when Shen Ron got up, Cheng Lydia already had breakfast on the table.

Shen Ron looked at the black rice porridge and pickles on the table and smiled, “Are you forcing me to eat a diet meal with you?”

The Shen Family’s table has never been so monotonous.

On weekdays Zhang Jane would have a big pile of milk bread sandwiches and the like on the breakfast table, in a variety of fancy, Chinese and Western styles.

“It’s forcing you to eat healthy meals with me.” Cheng Lydia ladled him a bowl of porridge, “You can’t just eat all those bacon and ham sandwiches, the body needs more grains and cereals than meat, understand?”

“I find people who are doctors are pretty sick.”

“What?”

“Do you know what Doctor Huang usually eats?”

“Very rarely eat meat anyway.”

“So you know.”

“For these old Chinese doctors, they are more concerned about wellness than those of us who are Western doctors.”

“It’s a good thing you don’t do Chinese medicine, or I’d have to marry and follow my wife and live a life of complete fasting and health from now on.” Shen Ron took a diced piece of meat from the pile of pickles and waved it in front of Cheng Lydia, “Thanks honey for still letting me smell the meat.”

“Come on, it’s not like you weren’t allowed to eat meat last night.” Cheng Lydia glared across at him.

Shen Ron laughed and bowed his head to eat his porridge dutifully.

After spending so many years abroad, he had long been accustomed to Western-style breakfast, to this kind of white porridge and small dishes, he usually did not even touch it. However, once he ate it today, he realized that it wasn’t that bad to eat.

It’s Sunday and neither one has to work.

Cheng Lydia took a few bites of the porridge and stared up at Shen Ron and said, “Grandma’s health looks bad, let’s go back to see her after breakfast?”

Shen Ron hmmed casually and continued eating his porridge.

His attitude makes Cheng Lydia feel speechless, the old lady is his own grandmother, how can he be so indifferent to her? Not to mention that the old lady was still sick from his anger.

She paused her chopsticks and said in a serious manner, “Although there are some things that Grandma has done improperly, she is after all old and the one who loves you the most in the family, so you’d better be able to curb your violent temper. When you really make her mad one day, you will regret it too late.”

Shen Ron’s chopsticks lurched along with him, mentally speechless.

It seems his old lady has been smearing him in order to keep Cheng Lydia, and making him look so evil, why doesn’t she help to maintain her grandson’s image?

“You must not have tried the days when you have no one to love or care for you, when you have to carry all the hardships by yourself, when you have to endure all the tiredness by yourself, and when you don’t even have a family member around you to talk to and pamper. Don’t wait until you lose it to know how important your family is.”

Cheng Lydia sighed sorrowfully, her eyes filled with sadness.

She had been such a lacking in affection for as long as she could remember, a feeling she knew better than anyone.

Shen Ron looked at the despondency on her face and couldn’t help but say, “Don’t you have me now?”

With him?

Cheng Lydia looked up at him, yes, he was her husband, the closest thing she had to someone. But will he be the one who is willing to give her a lifetime of care and love like a family member?

From him, she couldn’t find the slightest sense of security.

“What? I don’t count?”

“It’s only accurate if you say so yourself if it counts.”

Shen Ron put down his chopsticks and got up, “Let’s go.”

“Where to?” Cheng Lydia followed, getting up from her chair.

“To the Shen Mansion.” Shen Ron Wood walked over to the liquor cabinet to get copied over to the car keys.

“Some guy in charge of collecting bowls …” Cheng Lydia trailed off meaningfully, looking at him askance.

Shen Ron’s face fell and he looked over at the dishes on the table, a bargaining tone in his voice, “I’ll wash them when I get back tonight.”

“Forget it, I’ll do it.” Cheng Lydia skilfully cleared up the dishes on the table, there were only a few in total, and they were soon cleaned up.

Shen Ron, a little embarrassed, leaned against the kitchen door and looked at her side and said, “I was afraid I’d break the bowl again.”

Cheng Lydia smiled and ignored him.

Wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen before Cheng Lydia joins him out the door.

In the car, Cheng Lydia leaned back in her seat and looked out the window, silent all the way until she approached the Shen Mansion when she twisted her head and said, “Should we go get some supplements for Grandma?”

Shen Ron twisted his head to sweep her off her feet and said, “Old people, worrying a lot is certainly not good for their health, and for us both to be well is the best medicine for her.”

“Spoken as if you know her well.”

“I’m her own grandson, of course I know her.”

Inside The Shen Family mansion.

Zhang Jane walked into Ho Gina’s room and, seeing that she hadn’t gone out yet, urged for the millionth time, “Why aren’t you out yet?”

“My classmate and I said we wouldn’t go out.” Ho Gina was lazily lying on the sofa playing a mobile game, not even raising her head when she answered Zhang Jane.

Zhang Jane, however, tensed up at her words and came over to her in a moody way, “Why aren’t you going out again? Didn’t I tell you, the young master and young lady will be back.”

“Just go back.”

“You …!” Zhang Jane was furious.

“What’s wrong with me? Why do I have to hide outside when the youngest master and young lady come back?”

“Why do you say? Don’t you know better in your own mind than anyone else?”

“I’m not sure!” Ho Gina put down her phone heavily and looked askance at Zhang Jane without good grace, “I told you, it’s fine if you don’t help me, but don’t always give me a hard time inside. If I say I didn’t do the poison, I didn’t. If I have to hide out every time I see them coming back, isn’t it obvious that I’m weak-minded? Is it making everyone think that I gave the poison?”

“Now the old lady and the young master they have already decided that you did it, otherwise the young master wouldn’t have forgiven the young lady and taken her away from Shen Mansion, they didn’t punish you because they saw my face, don’t you understand? How much longer do you want to be obsessed?” Zhang Jane helplessly held her forehead, helpless and exasperated.

She had persuaded all that she should, and said all that she should, but her stubborn daughter never showed any remorse and refused to admit that she had poisoned her.

She was even so angry that she shed tears, almost kneeling down to her daughter and thinking, saying pleadingly, “Gina, mom is begging you, don’t do something to hurt yourself again, it’s impossible for you and the Young Master.”

“Cheng Lydia is she nobler or prettier than I am? She’s both possible why am I not?” Ho Gina leapt up from the couch and looked straight at her mother, “I’m not going to stop, you don’t have to waste any more words.”

With that, she turned and walked over to her closet, pulling the door open and pulling out one of her favorite outfits from inside and walking into the dressing room.

She won’t stop, and she simply can’t stop.

Back when she was in the same boat as Ms Ke, there was no turning back, and she had to do what she had to do now to move forward, not just call it quits.

Since there was no turning back, since she had decided to move forward, she could only spend the day of Shen Ron’s return dressing up, putting on nice makeup, wearing nice clothes, or at least making herself look prettier than Cheng Lydia.

As soon as Cheng Lydia met the old lady, she noticed that she looked more than a little better than she did yesterday, and even went out to greet them herself.

The old lady took Cheng Lydia’s hand and said with a smile, “As soon as I heard you were coming back, I couldn’t wait to see you.

“Is Grandma feeling better?” Cheng Lydia asked with concern as she surveyed the old woman.

In fact, she could already tell the answer from the old woman’s air without having to ask.

The old lady patted herself on the chest and laughed even more, “When I see that you can make up, my head doesn’t hurt anymore, my chest isn’t stuffy, and my whole body and mind are lighter, haha …”

Cheng Lydia’s eyebrows twitched and she looked at her in surprise.

Zhang Jane coughed softly behind her.

The old lady seemed to react, a smile froze on her face, then she laughed uncomfortably, “I mean, when you’re in a good mood, you get better faster, that’s what you said, Lydia, isn’t it?”