I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 378

  Sang Qianqian hasn't felt this uneasy feeling for a long time.

  Photo incident, hospital fire, hijacking incident, death of Choi Yeol.

  The mysterious person hiding behind the heavy curtains has not revealed his true face so far, but retreats completely after every storm.

  If Shen Hanyu hadn't given Jian Zheng some extra instructions this time, even Xu Meixi's suspicion would have been easily removed.

  Who this person is and what he wants to do is unclear.

   But the depth of the other party's mind and strategy is really shocking.

  Sang Qianqian stopped in a complicated mood, "Han Yu."

  Shen Hanyu looked back, "Huh?"

  Sang Qianqian didn't respond, she reached out and hugged him lightly, her head resting on his chest.

   This all-too-familiar embrace and cool smell made Sang Qianqian feel a deep nostalgia. He was clearly in front of her eyes, but she still couldn't help but hug him tighter.

  Sometimes when two people get along to a certain point, there is no need to ask or say a lot of things, but each other already understands what each wants to say in their hearts.

  Shen Hanyu embraced her silently, and stared at her with lowered eyes: "Worried about that person? Don't be afraid, I."

   Before he could finish speaking, Sang Qianqian stood on tiptoe, kissed his lips, and blocked what Shen Hanyu was about to say.

  It is rare for her and Shen Hanyu to have half a day off, and Sang Qianqian really didn't want to disappoint that mysterious person at this time.

  After a moment's delay, what responded to her was a gentle and dense tossing and grinding.

  The summer night wind gently passes through the leaves, and the warm yellow light of the street lamps passes through the branches and leaves, and sprinkles on the two of them in pieces, reflecting the two overlapping silhouettes on the ground, cuddling together for a long time.

  At the end of this long kiss, Sang Qianqian's feet were a little weak, and she grabbed Shen Hanyu's arm and hummed softly: "I can't walk anymore."

  Shen Hanyu leaned over with a smile, "Then I'll carry you on my back."

"OK."

  Sang Qianqian didn't refuse either, and climbed onto Shen Hanyu's back with both hands and feet.

  His back was broad and solid, and his steps were steady. Sang Qianqian hugged his neck, and suddenly remembered a very old lyrics: The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you.

   "Han Yu, you said we are old, what will happen?"

   Without waiting for Shen Hanyu to answer, she continued on her own, "At that time, my face must have been wrinkled and I didn't look good at all. Would you despise me?"

  Shen Hanyu laughed, "I was old then, so what right do I have to despise you?"

   "Then will you still be able to memorize me?"

"certainly."

   "What if I get old and become a fat old lady?"

   "Then I will try my best to become a strong old man, and I will be able to carry you by heart."

  Sang Qianqian imagined what the "strong" old version of Shen Hanyu would look like, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

  When I went home that night, it was already very late.

   Lying on the bed after taking a shower, Sang Qianqian raised her hand and turned off the bedside light. When Shen Hanyu lay down, she leaned into his ear, "Han Yu, let's have a baby."

  Shen Hanyu suspected that he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

  Sang Qianqian said seriously: "I said, we want a child."

  Shen Hanyu froze for a few seconds like an electric shock, "Are you sure?"

   When he and Sang Qianqian got their marriage certificate and began to resume their married life, he had made this proposal.

  But Sang Qianqian thought about it at the time, but still didn't agree.

  She didn't want to have a child too early, and wanted to wait a little longer, "We'll talk about it when we return to Mingcheng."

  Unexpectedly, tonight, she took the initiative to mention this matter. How could Shen Hanyu not be overjoyed, but she couldn't believe it.

   "I've said it twice, and I'm not sure if you still ask me."

  Sang shallowly curled her lips and turned her back on purpose, "Don't you want it? If you don't want it, then don't."

  In the darkness, a pair of powerful arms embraced her from behind.

  Shen Hanyu's low and hoarse voice fell on her ears accompanied by scorching breath: "Don't regret it."

   There is no room for Sang Qianqian to regret.

  The night was dark, Sang Qianqian curled up in Shen Hanyu's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

  Shen Hanyu stared at her with the moonlight outside the window, his dark eyes filled with endless tenderness.

  He pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, and finished the words that Sang Qianqian had pressed on his lips before in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I won't let the past repeat itself, but you have to trust me, Qianqian."

   She doesn't need to worry about anything, all she needs is that she trust him absolutely, don't insist on breaking with him as before, in order not to drag him down, and face everything alone.

  The summer night was a bit chilly, Shen Hanyu covered Sang Qianqian with a thin blanket, got up very lightly, and went to the study.

  Jian Zheng has already sent all the information about the hijacking case.

  Shen Hanyu tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers, his black eyes staring with a cold light.

  The man wanted to completely hide behind the scenes, but he was a little too late.

  Cui Lie's fake death was supposed to be flawless, but Sang Qianqian accidentally found out the clues, and transferred him to the hospital halfway. In the end, the man couldn't calm down and turned his abacus on Xu Meixi.

  Abducted Xu Meixi's family members to make her submit, and killed Cui Lie, but almost no clues were left in the process.

   But it's only almost.

  There are a few remaining clues that cannot be traced, but the grass snake gray line, with a long pulse, is enough for Shen Hanyu.

  The next day.

  When receiving Ruan Xiaoshuang's call, Sang Qianqian didn't dare to delay, and hurried to find her during the lunch break.

It was also a coincidence that when the car arrived in front of Song Yu's studio, Sang Qianqian saw a very eye-catching scene: Song Yu, who had traveled abroad for a while, had already returned to China, and at the moment he was full of joy. Entertain guests at the studio door.

  Many of these guests came here admiringly after seeing the art exhibition, some wanted to make friends with Song Yu, some wanted to buy his paintings, and some came to see if there were any opportunities for cooperation.

  In the past, Sang Qianqian might be happy for Song Yu's success, just because this person is Ruan Xiaoshuang's fiancé.

   But now, seeing this man's face, and thinking of his face while cuddling with women abroad, Sang Qianqian felt extremely disgusted.

  Of course, what made it even more difficult for her to accept was Ruan Xiaoshuang's attitude towards Song Yu.

  Ruan Xiaoshuang actually said on the phone that she hoped that Sang Qianqian could keep Song Yu's affair a secret for the time being.

  Sang Qianqian really couldn't figure out why Ruan Xiaoshuang wronged herself so much.

  She got out of the car and went upstairs to Ruan Xiaoshuang's residence.

   Not seeing her for a few days, Ruan Xiaoshuang lost a little weight, but her expression was much calmer and calmer than the previous few days.

   "Aren't you tired even running over here during work?"

  She reproached softly, "This little thing about me is not worth your attention."

   "What do you mean that this matter of yours is not worthy of my concern, you are a major event related to your life."

  Sang Qianqian went straight to the point, "The people from Song Yu have returned, sister Xiaoshuang, have you talked to him yet?"

   "He arrived this morning and hasn't had time to talk yet."

  Ruan Xiaoshuang pursed her lips and remained silent for a few seconds, "Qianqian, I don't plan to talk to him about it. My wedding with Song Yu will be held as usual."

Chapter end