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

The snow fell silently, gradually blurring his vision.

Wen Xu glanced at Sang's shallow face, and said cautiously: "Sister, in fact, I just said that casually just now. That woman might be an employee of his company, and with Shen Hanyu's temperament, it is impossible for her to be in such a short period of time. Like other women."

Sang Qianqian knew that Wen Xu was comforting her, and smiled, "It's okay, he's single now, it's normal to be with anyone."

However, after saying the words, my heart still hurts, and my nose is a little sore.

She was silent for a while, then took out a small and exquisite jewelry box from her bag, stroked it lightly for a while, and handed it to Wen Xu.

"Wen Xu, take some time to help me return this to Shen Hanyu."

Wen Xu opened it, and inside lay a pink diamond ring quietly.

That was the ring that Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu wore when they got married.

Wen Xu subconsciously remembered that Shen Hanyu was in critical condition due to gunshot wounds, and Sang Qianqian, wearing a blood-stained wedding dress and this blood-stained ring, stayed outside the intensive care unit for two days without eating or drinking. night scene.

At that moment, there was no light in her eyes, as if her soul had been taken away.

Ever since he was a child, Wen Xu had never seen his elder sister being so sad, so sad that she was almost desperate.

If he said that his sister Qian didn't like Shen Hanyu, he really didn't believe it.

"Sister, why on earth did you break up with Shen Hanyu?"

Wen Xu had mixed feelings, "You obviously like him so much."

"It's not enough for two people to be together if they like it."

Sang Qianqian glanced at him, "You have never been in love, you don't know."

Wen Xu: "."

She moved her lips, trying to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Looking at the ring, Wen Xu asked, "Do you really want to give it back to him?"

Sang Qianqian was silent for two seconds, "We all broke up, so there's no point in keeping it."

After breaking up with Shen Hanyu, she took nothing away.

Only this ring, she quietly kept by her side.

At the beginning, it was because Shen Hanyu gave her this ring that she discovered that Shen Hanyu liked her, and the relationship between the two gradually changed later.

This ring is also a witness of their wedding, although that wedding was not perfect.

But Sang Qianqian still wanted to keep the ring.

Originally, he thought that when she came back and went after Shen Hanyu again, with this ring, maybe he would understand to some extent that she had no choice but to love her today.

But now it seems that she is overconfident.

Feelings are something that sometimes seems indestructible, but sometimes it is too fragile.

Once the bottom line is touched, no matter how strong the relationship is, it will collapse, or even disappear.

Perhaps in this world, nothing is static.

She shouldn't have expectations, let alone procrastinate, that would be unfair to Shen Hanyu.

Sang Minglang's car arrived soon, Wen Xu put away the ring and said nothing.

It was midnight when the plane arrived in the capital.

The Sang family has a branch in the capital, and the scale is not small. In the past, Sang Minglang often came here and had his own apartment here.

When Sang Qianqian came to the capital to play, she lived with her brother.

But this time Sang Minglang took her to a place called Dongshan Villa.

When Sang Qianqian arrived at night, she took a rest and didn't take a closer look. When she got up the next day, she realized that the decoration style of the house was quite clean and warm, which was very in line with her liking.

Although it is only a small three-story building, the yard is not too big, but the landscape flowers and plants are patchwork, and the Dongshan peak in the distance is looming, and the environment is very quiet and pleasant.

The only downside is that it is too close to the neighbor next door, and there is only a carved fence between the two yards.

In summer, the fence should be covered with wisteria flowers. In winter, the flowers and leaves wither, leaving only bare flower vines, and the opposite yard can be seen at a glance.

Anyway, no matter whether it was winter or summer, the yards of the two families had no privacy at all.

"Brother, when you changed houses, how did you choose such a house?"

Sang Qianqian didn't care about this kind of yard, but her brother didn't like his privacy being pryed into the most. Logically speaking, this kind of place shouldn't be chosen.

The expression on Sang Minglang's face was a bit indescribable, "It's not that I can't get through it, so I asked a friend to help me choose it? Who knew he would choose such a place."

This is also too close, and everyone else can see when they go in and out of the house.

"Don't tell me, the environment here is really good, and your friend is quite discerning."

Sang Qianqian glanced at the opposite yard, "We're new here, do you want to visit the neighbors?"

They used to be in Guangdong City, when they first moved to their new home, the distance between them and their neighbors was much farther than this. Her father prepared gifts and visited the neighbors in person.

Now that the two are so close to each other, they still need to deal with the relationship well.

Sang Minglang didn't take it seriously, "It seems that there is no one living there for the time being. Let's talk about it when people live."

The siblings had a simple breakfast, and Sang Minglang sent Sang Qianqian to the hospital.

"Qianqian, don't blame brother for talking too much, we came to the capital for business, you and Xie Shi'an come and go, remember to keep your distance."

When Sang Qianqian got out of the car, Sang Minglang told him worriedly, "Don't think about anything you shouldn't. Xie Shi'an's identity is too complicated to be a good man."

Sang Qianqian was a little amused, "Brother, where did you go. I know how to measure."

Saying goodbye to Sang Minglang, Sang Qianqian went to report to the new department.

The director of the department, surnamed Miao, was in his fifties, with a very kind expression, and he didn't look amazing.

But Sang Qianqian heard about his legend from Director Xue. It is said that this person has profound knowledge in Chinese medicine and is a top Chinese medicine expert in the country. He has treated many important people in the capital.

The hospital had tried to promote him to be the vice president several times, but he had no interest in it. He had been working as a department director for decades. What he was most passionate about was curing diseases and saving lives, and researching medical skills.

This is also the reason Director Xue didn't stop Sang Qianqian when he applied to work in the capital.

Director Xue's original words were, "Director Miao will retire in two years. It's a rare opportunity to study with him. Qianqian, you should make good use of it this time."

Sang Qianqian was a little nervous when she saw a leading figure in the medical field, but she didn't expect that Director Miao would be so easy-going and without airs.

Director Miao took her to meet colleagues in the department, and then personally led her to the inpatient department.

"You Director Xue called me specifically and said that although you are young, you are very talented. I have seen your medical resume, and it is considered very good among you young people. Have you considered it in the future? Stay in the capital?"

Director Miao thought about his own department and took the opportunity to poach the wall, "Although this is a branch in Beijing, the resources and scale are no worse than your Guangdong headquarters."

Sang Qianqian joked: "Then you have to tell Director Xue that if he is willing to let him go, I will stay."

"You girl is a ghost, and you know how to push the problem to Xue Chenghua."

Director Miao laughed, "You agree, maybe Xue Chenghua can reluctantly agree, if you want me to go to Xue Chenghua to release people, he probably can fight me."

The two are talking.

Facing him, a man in a white coat stood there in a daze, staring straight at Sang Qianqian, his expression couldn't tell whether it was shock or ecstasy.