Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Shen Ron is going to accompany a client to play a round of golf this afternoon.

Shen Ron parked the car in the parking lot of the golf team field and Cheng Lydia followed her upstairs, saying as she passed a coffee shop, “Go ahead, I’ll meet you here.”

Shen Ron queried, turning his head to look at her, “Why don’t you come along?”

“I won’t fight.” Cheng Lydia said with some embarrassment.

“That’s okay, I can teach you.”

“That’s not good.” He was here to play with his clients, how else was he going to spend time with them if all he did was teach her? “Don’t worry, I can get used to being alone anywhere, I won’t get bored.”

“Why?”

“Huh?”

“Why do you like someone?”

“Quiet.” Cheng Lydia smiled. It wasn’t that she liked it, she’d just gotten used to it a long time ago, and how many days and nights in the three years she’d been with Lim Toby had been spent alone in her bedroom, reading and sleeping.

“Wait here for me then, I’ll try to get out early.”

“Good.” Shen Ron stroked her head and walked alone toward the center of the court.

Cheng Lydia glanced around and saw a bookstore next door, and as such walked in and bought a book before turning to the cafe.

She ordered a coffee and walked over to the window seat, from which she could see the entire stadium outside, and from a distance, she saw Shen Ron and Ye Max talking and laughing as they walked towards the stadium, both of them still casting their eyes this way from time to time.

She wasn’t sure if they saw her because the distance was so far apart, but she withdrew her gaze slightly anyway.

“Hello, may I sit here?” A crisp female voice suddenly rang out from across the room.

Cheng Lydia twisted back to see a fresh-faced woman standing across the room, looking at herself with a light smile over a cup of coffee.

She scanned around, and there were obviously quite a few empty seats.

“Have a seat.” She said with a little nod.

“Sorry haha, I don’t like to feel alone.” The pretty girl sat down, her face still smiling, “My name is Gu Ishara, and you?”

“My name is Cheng Lydia,” Cheng Lydia scowled, her eyebrows clear and vibrant, such a cheerful girl.

“Lydia, I remember, are you waiting for someone too?”

“Well, you too?”

“Yeah, my fiancé was playing with a friend and let me study at the practice facility and I snuck out here to be lazy.” Gu Ishara smiled mysteriously.

“Why should you learn to play ball?”

“He said you don’t need to be in the kitchen to be a woman in a mansion, but you must be in the hall.” Gu Ishara looked down and pulled out a notebook from inside her bag and placed it in front of Cheng Lydia: “Look, here’s everything I have to learn in six months.”

Cheng Lydia flips open her notebook, which is densely filled with things ranging from social etiquette to dressing, from tasting wine, to familiarizing herself with coffee beans, and more.

The things recorded above are largely unknown to Cheng Lydia, and Shen Ron has never deliberately asked her to learn them.

Yeah, why didn’t Shen Ron just send her to the driving range to learn how to play golf? That way we don’t have to leave her alone in the cafe waiting for the next visit.

Is this fiancé of Gu Ishara too demanding or is Shen Ron too undemanding?

“Does your fiancé … love you?”

“Love, or you wouldn’t have married me.” Gu Ishara smiled with utmost confidence.

“Huh, what book are you reading?” Gu Ishara reached out and took the newly purchased book in Cheng Lydia’s hand, flipped the cover open and looked up at her, “Why do you like to read such medical books, are you a medical student?”

“I work at the hospital.”

“Oh, I say.” Gu Ishara put the book back in its place, “Look for a discount next time you’re sick.”

“What kind of person curses themselves like that.” Cheng Lydia laughed, “Besides, a hospital isn’t a store with a discount for acquaintances?”

Gu Ishara smiled back.

Cheng Lydia finds the girl in front of her cheerful and lively, and she seems to be a good person to get along with. The two of them chatted happily and Gu Ishara told many interesting stories about her surroundings, which made Cheng Lydia laugh.

But this beautiful and harmonious scene was suddenly interrupted by a mocking female voice, “Yo, isn’t this young Wei’s fiancee? How come you have so much leisure to drink coffee here?”

Cheng Lydia raised her head to see two girls gawking wistfully at Gu Ishara and herself, and it was the taller, more stylishly dressed woman who spoke.

“What? Young Wei has left you on your own again? Tsk, how pitiful, you’ve been left out in the cold before you even got through the door, eh, what’s this?” The woman copied the diary on the table and flipped through it as she continued to tsk, “Wei Shao really is a cruel man, letting you learn so much.”

The woman tossed the book back to her and jutted out her slightly bulging belly, “It’s a good thing I’m not physically handy, or else I’d definitely have to be forced to learn by Wei Shao as well.”

After saying that, he carried the other woman’s hand, “Let’s go, young Wei is still waiting for me.”

“Miss Ling you take it slow.” The other woman had a respectful face as she gently supported her arm.

Cheng Lydia looked at the woman who had turned with the intention of leaving, and then at Gu Ishara across the room, noticing that not only had she not said a word during the whole thing, she hadn’t even changed her expression for a moment, stirring the coffee in her cup with a small spoon in her hand.

And just when she thought it was about to be over, Gu Ishara suddenly moved her body and ran one hand hard over her other wrist, the pink pearl necklace on her wrist instantly breaking into particles scattered at the woman’s feet.

Miss Ling was not expecting it and stomped on it.

Only a terrified scream rang out and Miss Ling was dropped on her back.

The other woman scrambled down to help her, and said with emotion, “Miss Ling, what’s wrong with you …”

“I’m … so sore …”

Gu Ishara stood up from the couch and walked over to her side, surveying her condescendingly with feigned concern, “Ughhhh, what about it? Will it be a miscarriage?”

“It hurts …” Miss Ling was in so much pain that even cold sweat was coming down.

Cheng Lydia walked up out of professional instinct and knelt down beside Ms. Ling, asking with concern as she examined her, “How are you? Where does it hurt?”

Her hand brushed the small of Miss Ling’s back and asked, “Does your stomach hurt?”

Instead, Miss Ling pushed her away with a furious look on her face and got up from the ground with difficulty with the help of another woman, walking away with a blue face and a crutch.

“Do you think she’ll actually miscarry?” Gu Ishara looked at the back of the two men leaving, remorse evident on her face, “If she does miscarry, will I be arrested as a murderer?”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t worry, her stomach is fine.” Cheng Lydia sat back on the couch, “Seriously though, next time don’t be so impulsive, you’re legally responsible in case she was really caused to miscarry by you.”

“I know, I’m just mad at you.”

Cheng Lydia looked at the exasperation on her face and felt despondent; it seemed that the lively and cheerful girl was not as happy as she appeared to be.

Perhaps another unemotional, gentry-to-gentry marriage of interest?

Cheng Lydia didn’t press her too much about her and her young Wei, and it was clear that Gu Ishara didn’t want to mention it either, and Gu Ishara’s personality didn’t seem to lend itself to sadness, and the rest of the conversation continued to be animated and joyful.

Gu Ishara greeted Cheng Lydia with a big smile and put her arm around a middle-aged man beside Shen Ron: “Honey, guess who I just saw? ”

The middle-aged man was svelte looking, with an extremely cultured look. His face changed slightly when Gu Ishara stuck to him, a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes, and without words, Gu Jiamei had the sense to let go of his arm.

It seemed that the middle-aged man was the young Wei she was talking about, a bit older than expected, Cheng Lydia smiled and looked over at Shen Ron who was on the side.

“So this is CEO Lim’s fiancee, very cute.” Shen Ron winked at Gu Ishara’s beautiful eyes.

“CEO Shen’s lover is cuter than me.” Gu Ishara smirked and pointed a jaw at Cheng Lydia next to her.

Cheng Lydia was slightly surprised, she hadn’t told Gu Ishara that she was Shen Ron’s wife, after all they had always been sort of secretly married and she never mentioned her marriage to outsiders.

Gu Ishara saw the flicker of confusion on Cheng Lydia’s face and added, “Surely you didn’t even notice it yourself, your eyes have been following CEO Shen all afternoon.”

Cheng Lydia blushed, had she just been that obvious?

Shen Ron stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulder and introduced himself to the men around him, “This is my wife, Cheng Lydia.”

“Hello guys.” Cheng Lydia smiled at the group.

“Mrs. Shen, first time meeting, please enlighten me.” CEO Lim said.

Gu Ishara suddenly walked around from CEO Lim’s side to Shen Ron, took his arm and joked with a smile, “Ron, I’ve heard a lot about you, invite me and Wei young to dinner tonight.”

“Besides, Lydia and I are good friends now, Lydia right.” Gu Ishara took Shen Ron’s arm and leaned over to make faces at Cheng Lydia, completely ignoring CEO Lim who was already green with anger on the side.

Cheng Lydia lowered her voice and threw her a, “Stop it and get back to it.”

She knew that Gu Ishara was deliberately retaliating against Wei and that Miss Ling, and that the item of treating people as described in her pamphlet just now did not allow such tranquil and excessive treatment of other men.

She was really worried that Miss Gu would be skinned and torn by the deadly dignified Wei Shao this trip back.

“CEO Lim has things to do tonight, so let’s do the dinner thing another time.” Shen Ron patted Gu Ishara’s small hand held in the crook of his arm.

“That’s a shame.” Gu Ishara reluctantly pulled her small hand away from the crook of his arm.

CEO Lim stiffened his face and squeezed out a few smiles that were worse than tears, and said at Shen Ron and Ye Max, “We’ll go first then.”

“I’ll see you some other time.” Ye Max gave him a little wave.

CEO Lim embraced Gu Ishara and a few other men and before they left, Gu Ishara even turned around and made faces at Cheng Lydia, making her sweat.

The boy was an impulsive pie at first glance, as impulsive and reckless as the pregnant Miss Ling who had just slipped with pearls.

Looking at the other’s departing back, Ye Max said, “So that Miss Ling just now is not Lim Carl’s fiancee, tsk, men these days …” He turned to Cheng Lydia: “Look what a treasure you’ve picked up, there’s no second Shen Ron in this world!”

Cheng Lydia looks up at Shen Ron, yeah, this is the treasure she picked up.

It’s just a shame that all she got was his body and not his heart at all.

“What? Not admitting it?” Shen Ron’s large palm slapped her on the shoulder.