Remarriage to a Rich Famliy

It’s Friday and Cheng Lydia has tomorrow off.

When she called Chung Grace at the end of her shift to ask if she wanted to come back for dinner, Chung Grace smiled and asked her to cook more dishes, citing the reason for celebrating her impending re-birth as a single person.

Chung Grace looked so happy that she not only volunteered to go into the kitchen to help her out, but she also hung balloons all over the living room and put up horizontal vice.

Across the vice are a few big words she wrote in lipstick: a warm celebration of Lydia’s re-birth as a single tomorrow.

Cheng Lydia saw that she was happy and didn’t stop it, lest she spoil her fun.

Divorcing Shen Ron, she couldn’t figure out if she was happy or sad anymore, and had been forcing herself not to think about it for the past few days.

Chung Grace broke her fingers next to her and said, “Fish, ribs, steak, chicken, shrimp, bok choy … and make a dumpling, it’s been a long time since I’ve had one of your dumplings.”

“Can you finish this many dishes? You’re not going on a diet?” Cheng Lydia swept her off her feet.

“There’s a time to lose weight, what’s the point of losing weight on such a happy day, besides the dumplings you made Master Gu must also like to eat.”

Cheng Lydia’s palm, which had been tossing the spatula in the pan, stopped and twisted to stare at her, “What do you mean, Master Gu will be here?”

“Of course, how could we not invite him on such a nice day? It’s probably almost here.”

“Chung Grace you psycho!” Cheng Lydia shouted groggily, throwing down her spatula and sprinting for the kitchen door, reaching for those balloons and banners on the living room bureau wall.

Chung Grace followed suit and rushed out, pulling her arm in exasperation, “Cheng Lydia what are you doing? I’m eating my cheeks out blowing up these balloons, and this banner, it wasted two tubes of my lipstick … Hey … you hurry up and stop!”

“Tear it down, tear it all down right now!”

“No demolition! No demolition!”

For a moment, the two men pulled together in the room.

And just at that moment the door rang with a unlocking sound, and the next moment the door panel was pushed open from the outside, and Gu William’s long lifted body stepped in.

Gu William saw the two men tugging and fighting as soon as they entered, only to stop at the same time when they saw him enter. He froze for a moment, scanning the décor inside the living room, his eyebrows raising slightly as his gaze swept over the banner, before finally settling his gaze on the two men, “What are you doing?”

“Not doing anything, playing.” Chung Grace let go of Cheng Lydia and walked towards Gu William with a smile on her face and wrapped her arms around him, “There you are dear.”

“That’s what you said about having a show today.” Gu William swept around again, then dropped his gaze to Cheng Lydia, who hated to dig a hole in the ground.

“Tomorrow Lydia is getting divorced from Shen Ron, what a great thing to celebrate, of course.”

“You’ve decided to divorce Shen Ron?” Gu William asked, unable to hold back his heart’s surprise, staring at Cheng Lydia.

Cheng Lydia smiled at him uncomfortably and nodded, “Yes.”

To avoid Gu William’s continued questions, she busied herself with a panicked look, “Oops, I still have vegetables burning in the pot, they’re definitely going to burn.”

Cheng Lydia fled and Gu William asks Chung Grace with astonishment, “Why did you decide to divorce all of a sudden? And does old Mrs. Shen agree?”

After asking the question and finding Chung Grace sizing herself up with a strange look on her face, Gu William realized he had asked too much and turned to smile and said, “I was just so curious.”

“I don’t usually see you gossiping that much.” Chung Grace walked to the water fountain with a breathless look on her face and poured him a glass of water.

The meal was ready and the table was full.

Cheng Lydia smiled lightly as she wiped her hands with a wet cloth, “I don’t know if it’s to your liking, just make do.”

“It’s quite to my taste anyway.” Chung Grace picked up a piece of chicken and put it in Gu William’s bowl, smiling, “Try it.”

Gu William took a bite of the chicken, the expression on his face unchanged.

Cheng Lydia was busy saying, “It’s okay if it’s not good, there will be dumplings later.”

“It’s okay, I can swallow it.” Gu William lifted his face and smiled at her.

It’s just something you can swallow. …

Although she knew she didn’t have much in talent for cooking Fontaine, Cheng Lydia was more than a little disappointed to hear such words.

Chung Grace gave Cheng Lydia another piece of chicken and skimmed, “Someone who eats too much in five-star hotels, you ignore him.”

“Eat it yourself.”

Chung Grace, however, picked up the bottle on the table and poured a glass of wine for each of them, rose her head and raised her glass with a cheerful smile, “Come on, let’s all celebrate Lydia’s upcoming wonderful single life, cheers!”

Cheng Lydia glanced uncomfortably across at Gu William, who was also looking at her, a smirk on his handsome face.

Gu William lifted his glass and smiled lightly, “Congratulations.”

“Thanks.” Cheng Lydia busily lifted her glass and clinked it with theirs, taking a light sip before setting it back on the table.

“Drink up, you have to!” Chung Grace lifted the glass off the table and shoved it back into her hand.

Cheng Lydia was busy blocking it out with her hand, “I can be horrible when I’m drunk.”

“Don’t bullshit me, it’s not like I haven’t seen you drunk before, you’re the main attraction today, how can you not be drunk? Master Gu,” Chung Grace turned to Gu William.

Gu William kept a light smile from the beginning to the end, and when he came into contact with Cheng Lydia’s help-seeking gaze, he kindly said, “It’s better to take your time, what’s the point of this celebration party when you can dry someone Ms Cheng down in one glass?”

Cheng Lydia nodded busily and took a sip from her glass.

“Kind of makes sense.” Chung Grace smiled and refilled the group’s drinks.

After eating for a while, Cheng Lydia went back to the kitchen to fetch the dumplings.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Lydia’s dumplings are one of a kind, Master Gu you’ll love them.” Chung Grace said as she held the bowl out in front of Cheng Lydia, who then gave her a bowl full of them.

“Looks like I’m going on another ten-day fat loss binge.” Chung Grace said with a crumpled face.

After Cheng Lydia gave Chung Grace some dumplings, she added some to her own bowl and looked up to find Gu William staring at the dumplings but not moving his chopsticks.

“Thanks.” Gu William lifted his chopsticks and took a bite.

“Well?” Chung Grace asked impatiently.

“Not bad.” Gu William nodded.

Chung Grace turned to Cheng Lydia: “To be recognized by Master Gu, my dear, you might go hang out in the kitchen of a five-star hotel.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

“Come on, cheers!”

The group raised their glasses and clinked them together, but the doorbell thought up at that moment.

“Guess that’s the beer I ordered arriving.” Chung Grace got up from her seat and ran to the door, hitting the on button without even turning on the video.

Two minutes later, the visitor arrived.

“How much is the total?” Chung Grace looked down and rummaged through her purse for change.

The door was half open, and from outside looking in just enough to see the dining room and half of the guest want, when Shen Ron saw Gu William and Cheng Lydia at the table, his brow furrowed lightly and his eyes sank slightly.

Just at this time Cheng Lydia took a large chopstick of dumpling into Gu William’s wrist and said shallowly, “Eat more if it’s good.”

And Gu William was not polite with her, picking up the dumplings and taking them to his mouth.

“Ah…! How is it you?!” A shriek from Chung Grace alerted the three people inside and outside the house.

Gu William looked up to see Shen Ron, and there was only a second’s pause before he lowered his head noncommittally and continued to eat the dumplings in his bowl.

Cheng Lydia, on the other hand, was not as mentally fit as he was, and was so surprised that she almost dropped the chopsticks in her hand, her astonished gaze locked on Shen Ron at the door.

Shen Ron, how did he get here?

Shen Ron pushed open the half-buried door panel and stepped inside.

Reacting, Chung Grace was busy opening her arms in front of him and said with an unpleasant look on her face, “Shen Ron! What are you doing here? You’re not welcome here!”

Shen Ron lowered his eyes and stared at the annoyed woman with a light smile: “Miss Shi, are you a little weak? Why do you always take my wife with you whenever you have a rendezvous with Master Gu? Or do you think my wife is not charming enough to arouse the desire of men?”

“I …” Chung Grace opened her mouth, dumbfounded.

“Silly girl, don’t stare at me like that, I’m here to take my wife home, not to fight.”

Shen Ron took advantage of her stuttering to push her hand away and head inside.

The house was decorated with lights, colorful balloons hung all over the living room, and a banner hung across the floor-to-ceiling windows stood out: a warm celebration of Lydia’s re-birth as a single person tomorrow.

Shen Ron’s brow furrowed slightly as his bemused gaze retracted from the living room to the dining room table, full of food, half-drunk glasses of wine, and dumpling strips that he knew at a glance were from Cheng Lydia’s hand.

“Why didn’t you call me when you had a party?” Shen Ron sat down against Cheng Lydia’s side, smiling with a wabi-sabi face.

Cheng Lydia glared at him and asked coldly, “What the hell are you trying to do?”

“Didn’t I just say I was coming to pick up my wife and take her home.” Shen Ron swept his gaze to the plate of dumpling strips and asked with a smile, “Starving, can we finish eating first?”

“Besides, it’s been some years since Master Gu and I have eaten at the same table.” Shen Ron swept a smiling gaze over to Gu William.

Gu William laughed dryly and reached out to pick up the dumplings, but Shen Ron snatched it up first and brought it to him along with the plate, picking up his chopsticks and taking a bite, he said, “Lydia’s dumplings are as good as ever, Master Gu will be blessed tonight.”

Gu William’s chopsticks froze in mid-air, at a loss.

“There’s more in there, I’ll bring it out.” Cheng Lydia turned into walked into the kitchen and served the rest of the dumplings from the pot on a plate.

Chung Grace came in too, chopper in her left hand, boiler in her right, weighing which one to use left and right.

Cheng Lydia, fearing that she might actually get on with the chopper, stopped it by saying, “Let’s finish eating first.”

“I can’t eat when I see his harmless smile!”

Just the thought of Shen Ron telling Cheng Lydia to go to hell made her so angry she wanted to destroy him right then and there.

Cheng Lydia removed the guy from her hand and put it back on the stove, “Those weren’t part of our plan, don’t make a scene, be a good girl.”

Cheng Lydia walked out of the kitchen with the dumplings and saw two men at the table staring at each other as if they were winning or losing a battle with their eyes.

She placed the dumplings on the table and pushed Chung Grace back into her chair before returning to Shen Ron’s side and sitting down.

Shen Ron ate all the dumplings on his plate and brought another plate to himself, he didn’t move his chopsticks for anything else but the dumplings.

So from the moment he walked in and saw the banner above the living room, he was not optimistic about the celebration, much less that Cheng Lydia could really get off the hook as of tomorrow.

Given Shen Ron’s character, how could he let her go free so easily?

Since Shen Ron joined, the table began to lapse into silence, and the group stopped eating appetitively, and eventually had to break up early.

Chung Grace put down her chopsticks and stood up from her chair, glaring at Shen Ron with her hands on her hips, “Young Master Shen, have you had enough? If you’re full, get lost.”

Shen Ron drew a tissue from the corner of the table and wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully before setting it down and turning to Cheng Lydia, “May I go now? Honey.”

“Shen Ron, is this your way of inviting me home?” Cheng Lydia looked at him with cold eyes.

Shen Ron was nonchalant: “There is no nightly feud between husband and wife, it’s been so many days, it’s time to get over it, isn’t it?”

“You mean you’re not angry anymore?”

“No more anger.”

“How can you not be angry when I almost poisoned Ms. Yang to death? You should have been as cold as you were before, hating me, forcing me to divorce and telling me to go to hell.”

Shen Ron frowned, that was a serious statement, he had only said the word divorce in a fit of anger, where had he ever forced it, and when had he told her to go to hell?

“When people are angry, what they say and what they do doesn’t count.”

“What exactly do you mean now? Still think that Yang June was poisoned by me?” Cheng Lydia stared at him yes.

She cares about it, always has.

The cold Shen Ron suddenly shows up and says he’s going to pick her up and take her home, saying that what he said before was all gas, what does it mean, does it mean he’s found out what happened or does it mean he’s simply forgiven her but doesn’t believe she’s innocent.

She hoped it was the former, she needed to clear her name.

“I’m sure you didn’t do it.”

“You found the truth?”

“No.”

“Then what makes you believe me?”

“From what I know about you.”

“That’s not what you said before.”

“The ability to think was reduced before because of anger.”

“Are you sure you’re thinking clearly now?”

“Of course, because of the guidance of someone high up.” Shen Ron said this with a deliberate sweep of his gaze to Gu William who was already sitting on the couch drinking tea.

The video footage Gu William had covertly provided him with was not 100% proof of Cheng Lydia’s innocence though, if only 60% accurate, then the other 40% was his trust in her character.

When it came down to it, he didn’t want to keep looking into it.

Chung Grace couldn’t listen to this anymore and said in a bad mood, “Are you apologizing, Young Master Shen? Why is there no sincerity at all? Can’t you say or write the word ‘sorry’? Fine, if you want Lydia to forgive you and go back with you, kneel down in front of her and say loudly ‘I Shen Ron was wrong, I Shen Ron sorry Cheng Lydia …”

Shen Ron grimaced and knelt at Cheng Lydia’s feet …?

He is a man, high above The Shen Family young master, if this let the people in the company know, he still have what frame to command such a large Shen’s?

“What? No?” Chung Grace was aggressive.

Shen Ron turned to Cheng Lydia and stared at her steadily, “Lydia, is this really necessary?”

“No need.” Cheng Lydia shook her head, her face flat, “Because I don’t intend to go back with you.”

“Still won’t forgive me?”

“There’s nothing to forgive or be forgiven between us, and we don’t need to be forgiven; I’ll be back tomorrow, and I hope you’re there.”

“That’s right, we’re going over there tomorrow to get the divorce.” Chung Grace added.

Shen Ron’s face grew harder and harder, a green pale, he still looked at her and said, “Divorce is out of the question, if I have to kneel for you, we can go home and hide in our room and kneel all night.”

“I’ve thought this through.” Cheng Lydia’s face didn’t change.

Chung Grace walked over to the door and pulled the panel open, pointing her finger outside, “Get lost young master Mu.”

Shen Ron looked at Cheng Lydia, then at Gu William in the living room, then at an irritated Chung Grace. finally threw his arm around Cheng Lydia’s shoulders and forced his arm around her towards the door.

He moved so quickly, so swiftly that Cheng Lydia didn’t even have time to figure out what he was going to do before he was already leading him out the door of Chung Grace’s house.

“Hey Shen Ron! What are you doing?” Cheng Lydia struggled in exasperation.

Chung Grace was about to chase her out when Gu William’s voice, cold and serious, came from behind her, “Don’t go.”

“Why?” Chung Grace twisted her head to stare at him.

“Just let people take care of their own personal business as a couple.” Gu William looked askance in the direction of the doorway, and could faintly hear Cheng Lydia’s noisy voice.

Cheng Lydia refuses, stinks, pushes and punches … eventually but is forced into the elevator by Shen Ron.

There is a young couple in the elevator, but a furious Cheng Lydia continues to resist without restraint until she is finally silenced by Shen Ron pushing her into a corner and kissing her hard on the lips.

Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the magnified, handsome face in front of her, her eyes still seeing the young couple snickering through Shen Ron s ears, her face … finally scarlet.

Shen Ron shifted his lips to the side, his breath brushing against her ear, “Doctor Cheng, I didn’t realize you had such a careless side.”

“Get out of my way!” Cheng Lydia fought the urge to push him to the side, righting herself and tugging at the shirt she was wearing, still blushing a lovely shade of red.

The elevator door dinged on the first floor and Cheng Lydia led the way out, followed by Shen Ron, as the young wife’s voice, trying to keep it down, came out, “You say this woman is not that pretty, how come she married such a handsome husband? And she has the nerve to call him names.”

The young husband replied, “Where is handsome? Not even as handsome as me. …”

Shen Ron laughed softly and quickened his pace to catch up, leaning down to Cheng Lydia’s ear, “You hear that, be gentle with your own husband.”

Cheng Lydia walked out the door before she realized she wasn’t even heading out, she was supposed to take the leftover elevator up, she stopped abruptly and turned her head to glare at Shen Ron, “Don’t get smart with me, you know, I don’t have such a high standard of entertainment.”