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

228 How Do You Know That She Wasn’t Willing?

“Shi’an, you should know that I…” Sang Qianqian said with mixed feelings.

Xie Shi’an interrupted her, as if he didn’t want to hear her continue. “The driver is still waiting. Qianqian, let’s go.”

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips slightly but did not say anything. Instead, she changed her clothes and followed Xie Shi’an out of the manor.

When they walked out of the manor, there was a car parked at the entrance. Guo Muyang leaned against the car door and looked at Sang Qianqian and Xie Shi’an meaningfully.

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Guo Muyang wasn’t alone. A few steps in front of him was Guo Dingsong, who had an ugly expression on his face.

Xie Shi’an didn’t expect them to still be here. He stopped in his tracks.

Guo Dingsong had already strode over. Several black-shirted bodyguards immediately surrounded him and stopped him.

Xie Shi’an waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to move aside.

“I didn’t think that the person you married would really be Little Qian.”

Guo Dingsong stared at Xie Shi’an, suppressing his anger. “When I saw the plane bringing out the words ‘Qianqian’ during the day, I thought they just had the same name. When I saw that the photo looked similar, I kept consoling myself that maybe you couldn’t forget that girl, so you found a girl who looked like her. I didn’t expect that you would dare to marry her, Xie Shi’an! Don’t you know what kind of status that girl has?”

Xie Shi’an was very calm. “I know. But Shen Hanyu is no longer around. There’s no problem for Qianqian to marry me again.”

“No problem?”

Guo Dingsong sneered. “You dare to say there’s nothing wrong with Hanyu’s death? Do you dare to say there’s nothing wrong with not even letting the guests see the bride’s face today? Xie Shi’an, it’s not wrong for you to like someone, but it’s only been three months since Hanyu left, and you’re going too far by forcing Little Qian to marry you!”

Xie Shi’an’s tone became a little colder. “How does Uncle Guo know that I forced her? How do you know that Qianqian isn’t willing?”

“If she’s really willing, then I’ve misjudged her, and Hanyu has misjudged her!”

Guo Dingsong’s brows furrowed. “But if you and Ruan Cheng did force her, Xie Shi’an, don’t blame me for not warning you. What’s not yours will never be yours!”

Xie Shi’an’s expression finally changed slightly. “Uncle Guo, I’m sorry, but something came up at the company. Master Cheng is still waiting, so Qianqian and I will leave first.”

He held Sang Qianqian’s hand and walked to the car that had been waiting for a long time.

Sang Qianqian turned around and looked deeply at Guo Muyang and Guo Dingsong. She got into the car and left with Xie Shi’an.

They watched as Xie Shi’an’s car disappeared into the night.

Guo Muyang then said slowly, “Dad, seeing is believing. Now you finally believe that Miss Sang was really resurrected from the dead and became Xie Shi’an’s wife, right? If Hanyu’s accident really had nothing to do with Ruan Cheng, then I’ll write my last name upside down!”

As he spoke, he looked at his father gloomily. “You know so much about the Ruan family… I asked you to provide some evidence so I could take revenge for Hanyu, but you didn’t even want to…”

Guo Dingsong pulled open the car door with a dark expression. “Send me to the airport. I’m going back to Ming City.”

“It’s too late now. You’d better go back tomorrow morning.”

Seeing that his father was furious, Guo Muyang tried to comfort him. “Actually, Hanyu was the one who should be the most angry about today’s incident. He lost his life, and his wife was stolen. Hanyu didn’t say anything, so don’t be angry and relax…”

“Hanyu is not here anymore, what can he say?”

Guo Dingsong’s face was gloomy as he said angrily, “Shut up and stop talking nonsense! Drive, to the airport!”

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Sang Qianqian was sent back to the small courtyard and was grounded again.

When she couldn’t sleep at night, she thought about that dream more than once.

Outside the manor, she had heard Guo Dingsong’s words.

Guo Dingsong and Guo Muyang were Shen Hanyu’s most trusted people. Even Guo Dingsong had said that Shen Hanyu was dead, so how could he still be alive?

Was that night a dream or an illusion, or was it really just Shen Hanyu’s soul?

She couldn’t quite tell herself.

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At the same time, on the other side.

Xie Shi’an stayed in the Ruan family’s company for three days and three nights without sleeping. Even Ruan Cheng stayed in the company and never left.

But in the end, he couldn’t save the Ruan family from its decline.

The Ruan family group’s shares were maliciously short-sold by many institutions. On the day of Xie Shi’an’s wedding, the share price was cut in half and fell by 50%. The daily loss was as high as 180.9 billion!

Moreover, the fall did not slow down on the second day. The stock price dropped from 50% to 30%, and by the third day, it had dropped to an unprecedented 10%!

What did 10% mean? This meant that the Ruan family’s hundreds of billions of assets had almost completely evaporated in a few days.

This was a fatal blow to the Ruan family.

The other party had obviously planned this for a long time. Once they made their move, they were ruthless and fast. The Ruan family’s stock price plummeted like a waterfall. Even if Xie Shi’an wanted to help, he couldn’t. He didn’t have the time to.

The capital city had changed overnight.

The once famous Ruan family was now constantly linked to stock prices plummeting, heavy losses, cash flow difficulties, bankruptcy, and other such things.

Ruan Cheng was so agitated that he vomited blood and fainted. Later, he was sent to the hospital by an ambulance from the group and his life was in danger.

Xie Shi’an stayed in the hospital for two days until Ruan Cheng was out of danger. Only then did he take the time to go back to the small courtyard.

He hadn’t slept for a few days, and he was both mentally and physically exhausted. He caught a cold at night and coughed badly.

By the time he returned to the small courtyard, his head was still groggy and he fell asleep without saying anything to Sang Qianqian.

When he woke up, it was already the evening of the second day.

Xie Shi’an got out of bed and went to the living room to look for Sang Qianqian. There was no one there.

There was nothing on the balcony or in the courtyard.

Xie Shi’an felt a little flustered for no reason. He quickly went to Sang Qianqian’s bedroom, but there was no one inside.

Just as he was about to ask the bodyguards if Sang Qianqian was out, he saw the kitchen door being pushed open and Sang Qianqian coming out in an apron. The moment he saw her, he heaved a sigh of relief.

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“You’re finally awake. You’ve been sleeping for a day and a night, I was afraid something had happened to you.”

She turned around and went back inside. After a while, she came out with a bowl of honey-colored sugar water. “I saw that you were coughing quite badly, so I made you some Honey Pear juice with rock sugar. In the past, whenever the people in our department coughed, they would get better after drinking this. This was recommended by Director Xue. You can try it.”

Xie Shi’an took it, held the warm syrup, and looked at her in a daze.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Sang Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable and took off her apron. “There’s only the two of us in this room. It didn’t seem right for me to leave you alone.”

The servants did not dare to enter Xie Shi’an’s room at will, let alone go in to check on his condition.

They only asked if they needed to call the doctor through the door. After hearing Xie Shi’an’s vague reply that there was no need, the servants did not dare to disturb him anymore.

The room was so quiet that even a pin dropping down was audible. Sang Qianqian, on the other hand, had been listening to Xie Shi’an’s coughing for half the night and the entire day.

Cooking pear water was a piece of cake.

The pear water was warm. Xie Shi’an lowered his head to drink it, and his heart was filled with softness and warmth.

However, there was also an unspeakable worry and worry hidden within.

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Guo Dingsong’s words that day, “What’s not yours will never be yours!”, were like a shadow that lingered in his heart and could not be removed.

After he finished the bowl of pear water, Xie Shi’an finally made up his mind. “Qianqian, pack up. I’ll take you back to the Xie family.”