Chapter 2: The Song Family Marries a Wife Regardless of Her Background
Hearing Song Yuchen's voice, Shi Yan walked towards him, put her arm around his, looked up and smiled at Mrs. Lu and Manager Zhang who were standing there in a daze.
"Grandma Lu, Mr. Zhang, this is my husband, Song Yuchen."
After saying that, Song Yuchen couldn't help but glance at Shi Yan.
Although they had just gotten their marriage certificate half an hour ago, Shi Yan still called him "husband" without batting an eyelid.
Manager Zhang, who was standing by, looked at the handsome man in front of him and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
He scoffed and jeered.
"So you found a poor, gigolo. No wonder you refused to agree to my marriage. Shi Yan, you are so shameless!"
"Shenghua Group, Zhang Yunyi." Before Shi Yan could open her mouth to refute, Song Yuchen's deep and powerful voice rang out.
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet Manager Zhang at my wife's house."
Before Shi Yan could react to who he was referring to as "wife", Song Yuchen's hand had naturally rested on her shoulder and pulled her into his arms.
"You...are?" Zhang Yunyi restrained himself instantly.
"I often hear Yan Xi mention you." Song Yuchen glanced at the man with a smile.
"Yan Xi..."
A hint of shock flashed across Zhang Yunyi's face. He looked at Song Yuchen with some horror, and his arrogance disappeared.
"I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do... I'll leave first."
He glared at Lu Hong fiercely, then slammed the door and left in frustration.
Seeing that her 300,000 yuan betrothal gift was gone, Mrs. Lu took out all her anger on Shi Yan.
"Do you still have eyes for me, your elder? Our family has raised you for nothing for all these years! And you're getting married to a shady guy, just like your mother! You'll suffer so much if you marry a poor, shabby little gigolo. How can you compare to the bright future you'll have with Manager Zhang?"
Hearing her mother being humiliated, Shi Yan clenched her fists. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a man's cold voice beside her.
"A man who keeps two mistresses and gambles on infertility?" Song Yuchen smiled meaningfully, "He does have a bright future."
Mrs. Lu hadn't expected Song Yuchen to know so much about Zhang Yunyi. She said sternly, "What do you know? It's not a problem for a man to be a little lustful!"
Shi Yan looked at Mrs. Lu and smiled: "Then such a good man will be left to you. My husband and I are in a hurry to go home."
Shi Yan ignored Mrs. Lu. She didn't have much stuff and packed her luggage quickly.
In front of Mrs. Lu, she took Song Yuchen's arm and went downstairs.
There was a faint fragrance coming from the woman. Song Yuchen rarely got so close to a woman, but he was surprisingly not repulsed.
Only when they reached the bottom of the stairs did Shi Yan let go of Song Yuchen's arm. Her face flushed slightly, and she took a half step back and thanked Song Yuchen: "Mr. Song, thank you for what you did today."
"It's a small matter." Song Yuchen's eyes swept across her fair skin and a hint of blush, and then he looked away calmly.
No wonder she was so anxious to get married. If she stayed in such a family, she would probably be eaten alive.
Song Yuchen's guess was indeed correct. Shi Yan had been living with someone else since her mother remarried. Ever since her mother became pregnant, her stepfather's family, especially her mother's mother-in-law Lu Hong, had repeatedly ridiculed Shi Yan, saying that she was not young anymore and should have married off long ago. They even introduced all kinds of low-class candidates to Shi Yan and pressured her to marry them. They also made things difficult for her mother...
The mother was caught between her mother-in-law and her daughter. She was already pregnant and had several fetal movements, and her health was getting worse and worse.
Shi Yan didn't want her mother to worry, so she simply chose to choose a partner for a quick marriage.
It just so happened that her teacher introduced Song Yuchen to her. She heard that his salary was not high and he was an ordinary employee of the Yunsheng branch, but his character was reliable.
Just half an hour ago, the two of them had just returned from the Civil Affairs Bureau after getting their marriage certificate.
She felt embarrassed to waste too much of Song Yuchen's time, so she said hurriedly, "Then let's go."
Song Yuchen nodded.
After a while, Song Yuchen drove to Linhai Fenglou.
Instead of getting out of the car, he handed a bank card and keys to Shi Yan.
"This is my salary card and the key to our wedding room. You can go up first. I have something else to do and will be back later."
Shi Yan took the keys and card, feeling relieved and at ease as if everything had been settled.
"Don't worry, we'll split the bill. I'll save the rest for you." She smiled. "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."
"No, I'm very busy at work, leaving early and returning late, so just take care of yourself and don't have to wait for me to eat."
Song Yuchen said calmly: "If you need anything, you can call me."
Shi Yan nodded. "In that case, let's add each other on WeChat?"
After scanning the QR code, Song Yuchen’s WeChat avatar popped up. It was a simple and clean light and shadow photo.
Shi Yan bit her lip, thought about it, and decided to note it as husband.
Song Yuchen accidentally glanced and found that the little girl's face was slightly red.
Shi Yan got out of the car, and after her slender figure completely disappeared, Song Yuchen called Yan Xi.
Two minutes later, the passenger door was opened again.
Yan Xi came in, stared at the direction where Shi Yan was going away, clicked his tongue, and looked incredulous.
"Brother, did you really get the marriage certificate? That girl just now is your sister-in-law?"
"Um."
Song Yuchen lit a cigarette and said, "I'm not used to driving your car, you do it."
Song Yuchen was afraid that his identity would be discovered by Shi Yan, so he asked Yan Xi to find him a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Yan Xi curled his lips, thinking that compared to a Maybach, of course you can't get used to driving this car...
"Why did the old lady fall for a girl from a plain family? If she knew you were the prince of the Song Group, she would be scared to death..." Yan Xi sighed with regret.
Song Yuchen glanced at him and said calmly, "The Song family doesn't care about a woman's background when marrying a wife."
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