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

300 It Doesn’t Matter What Your Answer Is

Sang Qianqian only found out later that Wen Xu was truly hateful.

Knowing that Shen Hanyu was coming, he had told the servants in advance not to open the door for Shen him.

In order to let them know who Shen Hanyu was, he even showed his photo to them.

Some of the servants knew Shen Hanyu, but they knew that he had broken up with their Miss, so they didn’t treat him well.

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When Shen Hanyu called the doorbell, the servant replied, “You’re not welcome here,” and blocked the man outside the door.

It was only when Sang Qianqian saw that he had not arrived after a long time and sent him a message that she found out he had been waiting outside for more than an hour.

Sang Qianqian ran out of the garden and saw a figure standing straight and quietly outside the carved gate.

The weather in Yuecheng was not as cold as that in Beijing, but it was still very uncomfortable to stay outside for more than an hour in winter.

Moreover, his legs had not fully recovered, so he could not stand for too long.

“It’s so cold. Don’t you know how to wait in the car?”

As Sang Qianqian opened the door, she could not help but grumble, “Why didn’t you call me when you arrived? You’ve been standing in the cold wind for so long, don’t you want your legs?”

Although she was grumbling, but under such a situation, her concern was obvious.

Shen Hanyu looked at her and said, “It’s not sincere for me to wait in the car. Your father and brother might be even angrier. It’s better to wait outside for a while.”

Sang Qianqian was stunned for two seconds before she understood what he meant. She did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Have you forgotten what I told you before?”

She grabbed his hand without giving him a chance to explain. “Come in quickly.”

After standing outside for a long time, his hands were a little cold, while her hands were soft and warm. She held him tightly and quickly walked in.

It wasn’t as if he did not realize how intimate her actions were.

However, as soon as they stepped into the living room, she immediately let go of him.

The moment the two of them entered the living room, the conversation inside stopped abruptly.

The previously cheerful and peaceful atmosphere instantly turned into a storm that was about to come and a dark cloud that was about to destroy the city.

“Dad, this is… My patient. Director Miao asked him to look for me.”

Before her father could say anything, Sang Qianqian bit the bullet and quickly said, “His leg hasn’t fully recovered yet. If you have anything to say, wait until I’m done with his massage treatment.”

She pointed upstairs and said, “Mr. Shen, come with me.”

Sang Pengcheng’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He wanted to chase him away, but in the end, Shen Hanyu had been poisoned and went through a series of complications to save Sang Minglang back then. Furthermore, her daughter had already said that he was a patient, and it was her director who had personally arranged for him to be here.

At that moment, he could only suppress his anger.

Wen Xu was dumbfounded by Sang Qianqian’s actions.

His sister was really something. She actually used such a method to get Shen Hanyu to come to her door.

For Shen Hanyu’s sake, she really did everything she could, and she had put in a lot of effort.

He watched as Sang Qianqian brought Shen Hanyu into the house.

Sang Pengcheng glanced at his son, who was not surprised at all. “You knew that Shen Hanyu was coming?”

“The night Qianqian returned, it was Shen Hanyu who sent her back.” Sang Minglang nodded his head.

Sang Pengcheng’s expression turned even uglier.

“You didn’t ask, so I didn’t tell you.” Sang Minglang replied lazily.

Sang Pengcheng was fuming. If it weren’t for the fact that Sang Minglang’s arm was still wrapped in bandages, he would have given his son a tight slap.

He was really angry. “Qianqian, this child. Why did she need him to send her back to Yuecheng? Why are you both so muddled?”

“Wasn’t Qianqian in a hurry to come back to see me?” Sang Minglang asked.

Sang Pengcheng glared at him. “What does it have to do with Shen Hanyu sending her home?”

“Dad, you don’t know yet, right?”

“That the Zhen family gave him a fast private plane.” Sang Minglang said slowly.

It would have been fine if the Zhen family had not been mentioned. The moment the Zhen family was mentioned, Sang Pengcheng’s expression changed and became increasingly uncertain.

He didn’t say anything more, but his expression grew colder.

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In the room.

Shen Hanyu looked deeply at Sang Qianqian. “Aren’t you afraid that your father will be angry at you for bringing me in?”

“He was already angry when you stepped into the residence.”

Sang Qianqian pointed at the bed, indicating for Shen Hanyu to lie down. “If I don’t give you a massage now, I won’t have the chance later. What if you get kicked out by my dad?”

“You don’t have any confidence in me?”

Shen Hanyu pursed his thin lips. “I remember that you were also this uneasy when I came to your house to propose marriage.”

“Times have changed, you know?”

Sang Qianqian glanced at him. “Anyway, when you go out later, a storm is inevitable. You’d better be mentally prepared…”

“Of course, you can also treat yourself as a patient who’s here to seek treatment. You can leave immediately after we’re done,” she said seriously after a pause.

Shen Hanyu was so angry that he almost laughed. “Have you ever seen someone like me, who would send you home and stand outside your house for more than an hour just to act like your patient?”

Sang Qianqian coughed. “That’s hard to say. After all, I’m the one who cured you of your poison. If you come to my house only to ask for treatment, my dad won’t suspect anything.”

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Shen Hanyu gave her a meaningful look. “So, I have to thank you for giving me a good reason to leave unscathed.”

“I’m just afraid that you’ll go back on your word at the last minute,” Sang Qianqian replied with a smile.

Shen Hanyu looked at her smiling face. For some reason, he was reminded of the time on the plane when she had asked him about his parents.

He had already told her his answer and attitude, but he had never asked her.

At that moment, Shen Hanyu suddenly wanted to know her answer. “If your father really doesn’t agree to our reconciliation, what will you do?”

The moment the words left his mouth, he almost regretted it.

Perhaps there was no need to ask this question.

Having known Sang Qianqian for so long, Shen Hanyu knew how important her family was to her.

He had never expected her to be as determined and brave as his mother, to abandon her family to be with him.

Shen Hanyu knew that Qianqian liked him, but he did not have the confidence to arrogantly think that he was more important to her than her family.

Therefore, Sang Qianqian’s answer was perhaps obvious.

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Sang Qianqian did not say anything for a while. It was unclear if she was thinking about it or simply did not know how to reply.

“Forget it, just pretend I never asked.”

“It doesn’t matter what your answer is,” Shen Hanyu said.

The most important thing was that if he didn’t want to let go, then it would never end between them.

Even if her family didn’t agree, it wouldn’t change the final result.

Sang Qianqian looked at him thoughtfully, but did not say anything.

Twenty minutes later, they came out.

Sang Qianqian had already anticipated what kind of tragic event she would be in.

However, she had underestimated the situation.