Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

Instead of going straight home after work, Yang June wandered the streets and alleys alone. Her new home, since she didn’t even have a half-hearted desire to go back.

It’s not just the fear of facing the scandalous Wang Boyce, it’s also the fact that she doesn’t feel the slightest bit warm and at home in the home she’s lived in for years.

If she could, she’d really rather be alone and disappear, away from the cold The Wang Family.

It wasn’t until it was dark enough that she hailed a taxi to The Wang Family villa.

Surprisingly, Wang Boyce came home for dinner today. In the half months I’ve been married to him, I’ve hardly ever seen him touch the dishes except for the occasional breakfast at home.

Because of her surprise, she stood in the living room outside the dining room for ten seconds, and when Leng Qingshu and Yang Carina at the table saw her, they only cast a cold glance. They didn’t ask her if she had eaten dinner, nor did they say hello.

It was Aimee who eventually spoke up, “Young lady is back, young lady come and sit down, I’ll go and get you some more dishes.”

“No, I’ve eaten out.” Yang June lied casually.

Eating dinner with them might not be something she could swallow.

Yang Carina looked at her with a mocking smile, “They just got a new magazine in and it’s selling well, so of course the boss is having a dinner to celebrate.”

Yang June didn’t respond to her flirtation, darting a quick glance at Wang Boyce to see him still eating his meal slowly and methodically, as it were, striding upstairs.

Throughout, Wang Boyce didn’t say a word or look at her.

She thought it was because Wang Boyce didn’t want to snap in front of others, but after dinner Wang Boyce went back to his bedroom and was as cold as usual. He went straight to the wardrobe and took clean clothes into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he was done, he walked out of the bedroom and headed in the direction of the study.

Was this the calm before the storm? Looking at his back as he left, Yang June’s heart grew more and more mixed up.

When Wang Boyce didn’t return to her room until after 10pm, Yang June thought it would be better to apologize first. Although she didn’t do the magazine, Wang Boyce might not believe it.

She hesitantly made her way to Wang Boyce’s study door, took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the panel, and Wang Boyce’s flat voice came, “What is it?”

Ever since Wang Boyce married her, he has been light and unemotional to anyone.

Yang June pushed open the door to her study and saw Wang Boyce sitting on the sofa looking at the demo diagram of the construction of Donghua Daxia on the LCD screen. When she heard the door open, she just glanced at her lightly and turned her head away.

The haggard face in the pale fluorescent light became more and more painful to look at.

However, it didn’t take away from his dominance and charm that came with his birthright, and the sight of him still made her nervous and uncomfortable.

With a customary light shush to calm herself, she walked over to Wang Boyce. The presentation chart on the wall was just about finished playing. She said, “Wang Boyce, I have something I want to talk to you about.”

“Can’t you see I’m busy?” Wang Boyce pointed the rocker at the LCD screen and the next line of the demo began.

Despite his display of impatience and reluctance to see her, Yang June spoke stiffly, “About the magazine story today, I’m sorry, I …”

“You’re apologizing?” Wang Boyce fixed off the presentation image on the display and looked up at her askance.

Yang June stiffened for a moment and nodded, “Yes.”

“You want a complementary taste?”

“It’s …” She answered, not quite sure.

She can’t predict what Wang Boyce wants her to do to make up for the taste, because she no longer believes Wang Boyce is kind.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“Okay then, come here.” Wang Boyce ordered to her and with a slight hesitation she walked to in front of him and before she could stand the bowl of her hand was clasped in his hands, followed by her body being forced into his lap.

His face was close at hand, his breath warm against her nose, his long, strong arms clasped around her like steel rings, “You can make up for it if you want to, can’t you pretend? Pretend to take the initiative in front of me for once.”

Pretending? So in his mind, she’s this kind of person?

Looking at the disgrace on his face, Yang June’s heart broke hard.

Yang June wasn’t stupid, and naturally understood what his claim of taking the initiative once in such an ambiguous atmosphere represented. Her face instantly reddened, and her body stiffened at the same time.

She had only been entangled with a man twice in her half life, both times with this man in front of her, and both times she had done so in a passive situation, each time too shy to move a muscle with her eyes tightly closed.

It was too hard to ask her to take the initiative on a man for once.

But if she could get Wang Boyce’s forgiveness, she wouldn’t want to give up such a good opportunity.

Yang June was torn, she dared not look at Wang Boyce’s wickedly tinged face and hesitated for a long time before raising her hands and brushing them up against the collar of his pyjamas.

What men and women did first when they made out, she hadn’t studied, and the hand that rested on his collar was slow to move deeper, instead her little face grew hotter and hotter.

“Why is Yang’s daughter so uncomfortable, what kind of woman is she!?” Wang Boyce suddenly pushed her out of his arms, accompanied by a startled cry from Yang, and Yang June fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at Wang Boyce’s handsome face covered in mockery, she was furious.

Just because she likes him, cares for him, and is willing to do a lot for him, doesn’t mean she’s willing to live for him so undignified.

Yang June sulkily rose from the ground, her small face slightly tilted, looking askance at him and sneering, “The Yang family’s daughter is not as charming as those rouges outside, but the Yang family’s daughter you are scrambling to marry back to your side, you just admit that you can’t leave the Yang family’s uncharming daughter!”

With that said, Yang June stood up from the floor and left his study without looking back.

The door slammed, cutting off Wang Boyce’s gaze from her. He had always known that Yang June was soft and tolerant, and he had always admired her ability to endure these days, but he had just wanted to see how strong she could be.

He just hadn’t tasted pleasure after playing with her.

Yang June’s words are still lingering in his ears. He can’t leave the Yang family’s daughter. Yes, how can he not leave the Yang family’s daughter?

The Yang family’s daughter, is she really that attractive?

The next day Yang June had just arrived at the office when she received news about The Yang Family Group’s lawsuit against Flower Tin magazine.

She was baffled for half a minute, clearly not expecting Wang Boyce to take legal action, and to proceed so quickly.

She knew Wang Boyce’s personality, whoever messed with him would not expect a good end. And since the article in Flower Tin had written so badly about him and caused him such a negative impact, the retaliation he was likely to bring to Flower Tin Magazine next could be imagined.

Yang June remembers how calm Wang Boyce was last night, and sure enough it was a prelude to a storm!

She wondered to herself if he would really be willing to drop the lawsuit if she pulled her face down last night and put herself down in front of him and took the initiative for once.

Perhaps worried and scared, Greta came early today and wailed as soon as she entered the office, “What to do what to do? Mr. Wang the cheapskate has moved in for real …”

Yang June came out of the pantry to pour water, saw Greta’s exasperated look, and took a leisurely sip of her tea, “Kicked the nail in the head, didn’t you? Serves you right.”

“I don’t care, you have to help me this time.” Greta rushed to her, took the cup out of her hands to one side, took her hands in her heart and said, “Mr. Wang will eat The Flower Tin, you’re his wife, go beg him for mercy.”

Yang June snickered. Whenever there was a problem that she didn’t help out? What do you mean you have to help this time?

But this time … she couldn’t really help.

“Whoever caused the trouble is responsible, you should go to Deputy Chief Editor He.”

Greta immediately turned to He Ren who came out of the office and scolded her, “It’s all your fault! You had to mess with the big boss of The Yang Family Group.”

He Ren, who originally had a little bit of guilt on her face, was chastised by her, and her pretty face immediately turned gloomy as she looked at her and retorted, “Mr. An, I only did what you asked me to do, and you were the one who said that you taught us to be fair and just and not to bully the soft ones, but why should I take the blame when something goes wrong? Shouldn’t this be your responsibility?”

He Ren paused for a moment and gritted her teeth, “If Mr. An thinks I’ve done wrong, the big deal is that I’ll resign.” After saying that, she turned around and walked indignantly towards her office.

Greta rushed after her and took her by the arm, “Don’t quit at the drop of a hat, come on, it’s my fault, I’ll take the blame.”

Greta is like that, not half as boss, that’s why she’s so likeable to her subordinates and such a bully to them.

He Ren looked at her with a sideways glance and sneered, “Why don’t you ask General An to step in? Isn’t Mr. An able to take care of any difficulty for you?”

“Don’t mention it, that old man is now hoping for my magazine to close down every day, he’s not going to help.” Mentioning her father, An Tianyang, Greta was all fired up.

Just because she had pestered her brother, the future successor of An’s … photography for dozens of beautiful pictures in these recent months, she asked him to help manage the magazine for half a month at intervals during Yang June’s wedding leave. Her petty father actually imposed a charge of not doing his job on his brother, and threatened to end the magazine one by one if he dared to waste any more time meddling in its affairs.

Yes, her father had helped her start the magazine and it had grown rapidly over the years without his backing, but if he did end it on a whim one day, Greta would surely die of anger.

Flower Tin magazine was the only one of the many companies Greta had run, and although she didn’t work often, she had poured her heart and soul into it, and had fallen in love with it over the years, so it was simply impossible for her to give up the magazine.

Thinking that the magazine had already been appealed by Wang Boyce, Greta hurriedly went back to Yang June and took her hand, pleading, “June, please help me, just let Wang Boyce cancel the appeal, I’ll pay him whatever he wants, please… Please…”

“Why don’t you go yourself?”

“It’s not like you don’t know I don’t know him well, and he should know about me cursing his sister, so just go ahead and try.”

“No!”

“Could you bear to see the magazine sold by my father?”

Yang June sighed helplessly. It really wasn’t that she didn’t want to help, but that she had more than enough power. Thinking about Wang Boyce’s attitude last night, even if she begged him again, it must be fruitless.

“June …”

Seeing that Greta’s mouth was turned up higher than her nose, Yang June had to reluctantly agree.

Whether it worked or not, people were begging her so much, they had to try.