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

251 Separation

There was no response.

Sang Qianqian tugged at his clothes and said deliberately, “Brother, what do you think?”

They were standing by the window on the second floor. The moonlight shone on Shen Hanyu quietly, and there was no change in his handsome face.

However, his arms around Sang Qianqian unconsciously tightened a little, and the lines of his jaw were a little tight, as if indicating that his heart was not as calm as he looked.

!!

His eyes were dark.

“Sure,” he said in a calm and cold tone.

The smile on Sang Qianqian’s lips slowly disappeared.

Good, good, good. Good, my foot!

She had already said that she was going to get married, but he actually agreed.

Just you wait, Shen Hanyu. You’ll regret this one day.

Sang Qianqian didn’t say anything else, her heart filled with resentment and anger.

Shen Hanyu sent Sang Qianqian back to her room. After she laid down, he was about to leave.

Sang Qianqian quickly grabbed his hand. “Brother, don’t go. I’m scared to sleep alone.”

Shen Hanyu was silent for two seconds. “Then I’ll leave after you fall asleep.”

“No, you’re not allowed to leave even if you’re asleep.”

“What if I dream of Shen Hanyu abandoning me again?” Sang Qianqian asked.

Shen Hanyu was speechless.

Sang Qianqian shook his hand pitifully. “Brother, just stay with me for one night, okay?”

She held onto Shen Hanyu’s hand and refused to let go. Shen Hanyu had no choice but to sit down by the bed and send a message to Sang Minglang, telling him where Sang Qianqian was.

If there was light in the room at this moment, he would be able to see that Sang Qianqian’s expression was not as pitiful as her voice. Instead, her bright eyes were filled with a smile as if her little scheme had succeeded.

In the small courtyard next door, in a brightly lit living room.

When Sang Minglang received the news, he looked helplessly at his father, who was pacing around the living room anxiously. “Dad, Qianqian is drunk and is sleeping in Shen Hanyu’s room next door.”

Sang Pengcheng was stunned. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

This daughter, what should he say?

If she could not sort things out and got herself in such a mess, he was afraid that her relationship with Shen Hanyu would not be clear even after she returned to Yuecheng.

—

It was rare for her to pretend to be drunk, so Sang Qianqian fully displayed her drunken state and spoke a lot of things.

She told him how much she missed Shen Hanyu when she was locked up in the yard, and how she had gone all out when she heard about Shen Hanyu’s accident. She told him how she had secretly collected the poison from Lily of The Valleys and tricked Ruan Cheng into drinking it.

She talked about the nightmare that she had once had. In the dream, she was so reluctant to leave that she had been in a coma for so long. She talked about her past life with Shen Hanyu, about how she was reborn as Sang Qianqian, and how she met Shen Hanyu again.

Unfortunately, Shen Hanyu did not take her words seriously. He thought that she was drunk.

Sang Qianqian’s eyes turned red as she spoke. “He once said that he would always be by my side. He even said that the only person he likes is me. But now, he doesn’t love me anymore and doesn’t want me anymore. How can he do this…”

Her face was pressed against his palm, and her tears kept flowing. Shen Hanyu could only feel the coldness of her wet palm. His thin lips moved, but he could not say a word.

He raised his hand and silently caressed her shoulder. Sang Qianqian could no longer hold it in and started crying.

She had just woken up from a coma for many days, and her spirit was not good. In addition, her mood had been up and down today, which had exhausted her physical strength.

Sang Qianqian sobbed, and under the combined effects of fatigue and alcohol, she fell asleep.

Shen Hanyu’s gaze fell on the girl’s face. Her eyes were closed, and she was fast asleep. There were still tears on her feather-like eyelashes.

Under the moonlight, it was sparkling and translucent.

Shen Hanyu lowered his eyes and kissed the tear away.

He lovingly kissed her brows and eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he still gently kissed her on the lips.

Sang Qianqian seemed to have sensed something in her sleep.

She grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands and murmured, “Hanyu, don’t go.”

As if something had broken, Shen Hanyu’s suppressed emotions overwhelmed him and his rationality.

He leaned over and kissed her lips without a care.

His actions were reckless, crazy, and desperate.

—

When Sang Qianqian woke up, the sky was already turning bright.

Unsurprisingly, Shen Hanyu was no longer there.

Sang Minglang sat on the single sofa by the bedroom window with his eyes closed, looking exhausted. So, Shen Hanyu called her brother over when he left?

Was it because she had said last night that he was not allowed to leave even if she was asleep?

Sang Qianqian’s heart felt sour as she silently sat up and got off the bed lightly.

Sang Minglang jolted awake and looked at her meaningfully. “Are you still going back to Yuecheng?”

Sang Qianqian nodded. “Of course. We’ve already agreed on this. I’m going home with you.”

Sang Minglang paused. “Qianqian, last night…”

“I wasn’t the one who stayed by your side last night.”

...

However, before he could finish, Sang Qianqian interrupted him, “Brother, I know. He was here. However, I still have to leave.”

Sang Minglang was a little surprised. “You knew that Shen Hanyu was here?”

Last night, Shen Hanyu had said that his sister was drunk to the point that she couldn’t even recognize him. Just like the last time she had a fever, she held his hand in a daze and called him “Brother.”

Sang Qianqian smiled. “Not only that. I also know that he asked you to come and guard me. ”

“Yet you still want to leave?”

“I know what I’m doing. Brother, don’t worry about me.”

After a few seconds of silence, Sang Minglang rubbed the space between his brows, “Alright, whether you want to stay or leave, you just need to think about it clearly.”

When it came to matters of the heart, he had no right to lecture his sister. Because even he himself had lost terribly.

He kept saying that he and Ruan Xiaoshuang were strangers and pretended not to care about her death.

However, when he was about to leave the capital, he couldn’t help but go to her grave. When a person died, there was nothing left.

If she was alive, there would always be variables, and with variables, there would be hope.

...

When the siblings went downstairs and returned to the next room, Sang Pengcheng had woken up and was waiting for them in the living room.

Shen Hanyu had come by last night, but he left in the middle of the night. He did not even want to see Sang Pengcheng off. Sang Pengcheng had thought that he would see sadness on his daughter’s face.

However, Sang Qianqian smiled gently. “Dad, can we set off now?”

Sang Pengcheng’s eyes were filled with worry. “Qianqian, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,”

Sang Qianqian held Sang Pengcheng’s arm and said in a light tone, “Dad, let’s go now. Otherwise, we won’t be able to catch the plane.”

In the end, Sang Pengcheng was still a little worried and looked at Sang Minglang. Sang Minglang made a hand gesture, indicating that he did not need to worry.

Outside the courtyard, the morning glow slowly covered the horizon.

The Sang family of three left the capital on a late autumn morning. Their car soon left the small courtyard.

Inside a black car in the shadow of the tree, Shen Hanyu stared in the direction of their car and was lost in thought for a long time.