I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

Sang Qianqian dare not say marrying Shen Hanyu.

Although, the media reports on Shen Hanyu were all over the place, saying that the business tycoon is still single.

But her current identities and Shen Hanyu's identities are vastly different, too disparate.

She would not have such unrealistic expectations.

She has always been ashamed of Shen Hanyu, but now she has a layer of gratitude in addition to the guilt.

Sang Qianqian wanted to fulfill her promise and wanted to repay Shen Hanyu as much as possible.

But he didn't want to embarrass him or cause him any unnecessary trouble.

Sang Qianqian lowered her head, not daring to look at Shen Hanyu, and continued to speak softly.

"If one day, you meet a girl you like and want to get married, I will leave."

For so many years, she has never liked anyone except Shen Hanyu.

Reuniting with Shen Hanyu again, especially after knowing that the tragedy of the Sang family has nothing to do with him.

When facing him, her heart would still beat violently, and she still liked him very much.

There is no resistance to him, and it is easy to fall again.

She really wanted to be with Shen Hanyu very much.

Even without any title.

Just as gratitude for his mercy to the Sang family, as repayment for his life-saving grace.

Just as it is, a long-cherished dream that has been fulfilled for many years.

Shen Hanyu looked at her and frowned, "Sang Qianqian, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know." Sang Qianqian whispered, "If you want me, I'm willing to follow you."

Shen Hanyu stared at her for a long time, and his thin lips spit out two words: "No need."

Sang Qianqian's nose was astringent, she had gathered up her courage, put down all her dignity, and lowered herself into the dust.

Yet he still didn't want her.

She took a deep breath and forced the tears back into her eyes, "Thank you anyway."

Shen Hanyu's expression was light, "You should be thankful, it's you. I treat you like this, but it's just to repay the kindness you helped me in the first place."

If she hadn't treated him with kindness back then, he would never show mercy to the Sang family and her today.

Shen Hanyu left.

Sang Qianqian couldn't tell if it was sadness or what, her mood was extremely depressed.

However, her situation was finally much better than before.

People who are not debt collectors do not have to live a day of anxiety and stress every day.

She has basically completed her studies abroad. She used to be an intern in a hospital, and the hospital wanted her to go back.

But she missed her brother's whereabouts and stayed in Mingcheng.

The wealthy families in Mingcheng all know about Sang Minglang's disappearance, and they all know that Sang Qianqian is inquiring about her brother's whereabouts.

Some people with bad intentions took advantage of Sang Qianqian's eagerness to find people, forged a photo of Sang Minglang, and tricked Sang Qianqian to go to the Shengshi Club.

When she arrived, the other party asked her to drink, and after drinking, he told her Sang Minglang's whereabouts.

Sang Qianqian refused, but the other party stopped her but wouldn't let her go, trying to use force on her.

Her mind went blank, she wanted to call Wen Xu, but in a panic, she called Shen Hanyu.

The man pressed her on the sofa, and when she kissed her, she felt her nerves were broken and she lost her sense. She picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed the other side like crazy.

Shen Hanyu came very fast.

When he came, Sang Qianqian was in very bad condition.

The girl's clothes were messy, curled up in the corner holding the knife, her face was pale, her whole body was shaking violently, and her hands were covered in blood.

There was her blood, and there was, the blood of the aggressor.

When Shen Hanyu walked up to her, she didn't even recognize him, she just shivered and told him not to come over.

Shen Hanyu grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, "It's me, Sang Qianqian."

Her pupils, which were out of focus due to extreme fear, finally began to light up a little.

The knife fell to the ground, and she threw herself into his arms, crying bitterly.

At that moment, Shen Hanyu didn't know how he felt in his heart.

He remembered that night when she was sick, she hugged him in a daze, and said what she said, how she once liked him, how she regretted calling her father, saying that she was sorry for him, and that she had been very guilty all these years.

Not immobile.

She later said that she wanted to follow him without a name, but he refused, just because, deep down, she felt that Sang Qianqian shouldn't be so arrogant.

The former Sang Qianqian loved to laugh very much. Most of the time, her brows and eyes were curved and her lips were smiling.

No matter how she dresses or behaves, she is worthy of the eldest lady that others call her.

Like a real, carefree princess, but without the dominance of a princess, she is soft and soft, as bright and beautiful as the morning sun, which can only be seen from a distance, not to be played with.

Now, Mingxia fell into the ditch, no matter what kind of person, dare to trample on her.

Shen Hanyu's eyebrows sank sharply.

The person who violated Sang Qianqian looked at the blood, but there was no fatal injury on his body, but basically scratches.

Sang Qianqian is a girl after all, and her strength can't be compared to a man's, but the way she collapsed and lost control really scared the man, and didn't dare to do anything to Sang Qianqian again.

But Shen Hanyu didn't plan to let that person go, and carried him to the next room, with a cold look in his dark eyes.

The mournful scream resounded through the dark night, and it was terrifying to hear.

Guo Muyang rarely sees Shen Hanyu beating people, but that night, when he saw it, he was really horrified.

If it wasn't for Guo Muyang's stubborn hold on Shen Hanyu, that person might have really died.

That night, Shen Hanyu did not send Sang Qianqian back to her residence, but took her directly to Yuxi Terrace.

His home in Mingcheng.

Sang Qianqian was uneasy and wanted to leave.

Shen Hanyu stopped her, his voice was cold and calm: "Didn't you say you want to follow me? I'll live here in the future."

Sang Qian was stunned, for a while, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

However, this is the path she chose.

Whether it is bitter or sweet, sour or astringent in the future, it is the path she willingly chooses.

The biggest advantage of staying by Shen Hanyu's side is that no one dares to interfere with her.

At first, the cohabitation between Shen Hanyu and her was regarded as respectful.

He lives upstairs and she lives downstairs. Every day before she goes to work, she always makes breakfast for two.

In the evening, she would silently prepare meals for the two of them, even though Shen Hanyu always worked overtime until late and rarely came back to eat.

On Shen Hanyu's birthday, she cooked a table of dishes and bought a birthday cake.

That night, Guo Dingsong invited Shen Hanyu to dinner, and Guo Muyang, Rong Ce and several close friends were there.

When Shen Hanyu came back, it was very late, and his eyes were drunk.

Sang Qianqian waited for him to return, curled up on the sofa, and fell asleep.

Shen Hanyu's gaze shifted from the food and cakes on the table to the girl, staring at her for a long time with unknown meaning.

Finally, he leaned over to pick her up and take her back to the room.

But the girl woke up, confused and opened her eyes, her eyes were still a little hazy, and her voice softly called his name, "Han Yu, happy birthday."

Shen Hanyu looked at her cheeks that were dyed a little crimson because of sleeping, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her lips were like vermilion, and it was so beautiful that it made people move.

Endured, couldn't bear.

Shen Hanyu lowered his eyes and kissed the girl's lips.