Nurturing with Tenderness

Yue Wenye's bare face can outshine the famous celebrities on the posters, but she rejects all the big-name actors who pave the way for her family. Only a few of the most inconspicuous game voice controls were connected. The Yue family often frowned at her lack of ambition. Only her uncle Yue Yanting had played with her since childhood, laughing and disapproving of her. After Yue Yanting took over as the president of the group, it was rumored that he was a fierce character who dominated the shopping mall, but at home he would roll up a blanket and play games with her all night long. # 20-Year-old Yue Wenye was exposed as a fake daughter at the engagement party for her marriage. Overnight, the daughter of a wealthy family in Jiangcheng was transformed into a penniless, nameless wild girl. Yue Wenye has no regrets. Anyway, she doesn't want to try marriage first and love later with the overbearing CEO with his nostrils turned upward. The day I left Yue's house, it was raining in autumn. Yesterday's family member is now someone else, and they regard her as a thorn in the flesh of the Yue family. The aunts who had obeyed her in the past also rolled their eyes at her, staring at her for fear that she would take away every piece of money from the Yue family. In front of everyone, the mother-in-law hugged her biological daughter and sneered at her, "As expected, you are not a daughter of the in-law family. You spend all day doing nothing. Let's see how you live." Yue Yanting temporarily canceled the shareholders' meeting and hurried home. His little princess was like an arrogant autumn leaf in the drizzle. All that was left to him was his unruly and determined back. He grabbed Yue Wenye's white wrist. "Uncle——" "What did you call me?" Yue Wenye:? ? ? He never wanted to be this 'brother-in-law'. In the quiet drizzle, Yue Yanting's forehead was dripping with water, and his eyelashes were stained with moisture. Even his usually shining eyes seemed to be stained with tears. "Well, I'll leave this to Mr. Yue himself." Yue Wenye smiled mischievously and threw down an old game controller. Mr. Yue? ! "Stand." His voice was low, this time he was no longer trying to coax her, "You said so." ? ? Yue Wenye didn't remember what she said to this uncle besides playing games. "I don't need you to be a hero, I only want you to be my Monkey King." A strange yet familiar clear voice—— Only Yue Wenye could tell that this was the male voice dubbing in her voice-controlled game. # On their wedding night, Yue Yanting tormented the princess on his lap and turned off the background sound of the game, insisting that she accompany him to complete the game. Yue Wenye couldn't figure out how much madness was hidden under the gentle appearance of her former gentle and jade-like uncle. Age difference 8 years Intention: from one to the end