MTL - I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot-Chapter 241 respectively

  Chapter 241 respectively

   After a while, there was no response.

  Sang Qianqian tugged on his clothes, and said deliberately: "Brother, do you think it's okay?"

   They were standing by the window on the second floor at the moment, the moonlight outside the window quietly enveloped Shen Hanyu, and there was no wave on his handsome face.

  However, he subconsciously exerted some force on the arm holding Sang Qianqian, and the line of his jaw was a little tight, which seemed to indicate that his heart was not as calm as it looked.

  His eyes were dim, and his eyes were thick with ink, but his tone was calm and indifferent: "Okay."

   The smile on Sang Qianqian's lips disappeared little by little, this annoyance.

   Okay, okay, you big-headed ghost.

  She said she was going to get married, but he still agreed.

  Shen Hanyu, just wait, there will always be a day when you regret it.

  Sang Qianqian stopped talking, her heart was full of resentment, and she became angry like a blowfish.

  Shen Hanyu sent Sang Qianqian back to the room, and was about to leave when she lay down.

  Sang Qianqian quickly grabbed him, "Brother, don't go, what if I dream of Shen Hanyu abandoning me, chasing him again, and falling down the stairs again later?"

  Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment, "Then I will leave after you fall asleep."

   "No, don't leave even if you are asleep."

  Sang Qianqian acted coquettishly, "Otherwise I will wake up and be scared."

  She shook Shen Hanyu's hand, pitifully, "Brother, just stay with me for one night, okay?"

  Shen Hanyu finally gave in, sat down by the bed, and sent another message to Sang Minglang, informing Sang Qianqian of her whereabouts.

  If this is the moment, there are lights in the room.

  Then he should be able to see that Sang Qianqian's expression is not as pitiful as in her voice. On the contrary, her bright eyes are full of small-minded smiles.

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

  When Sang Minglang received the news, he looked helplessly at his father who was walking around in the living room anxiously, "Dad, Qianqian was drunk and fell asleep in Shen Hanyu's room next door."

  Sang Pengcheng was stunned for a long time, and heaved a long sigh.

  This daughter, let him talk about it.

   As long as she keeps cutting things up and making chaos like this, I'm afraid that even if she returns to Guangdong City, she will be confused with Shen Hanyu.

   It was a rare time to pretend to be drunk, and Sang Qianqian seized the opportunity and babbled a lot.

  Talking about how she missed Shen Hanyu when she was locked up in the small courtyard, and when she got the news of Shen Hanyu's accident, how she was desperate to secretly collect the poisonous juice of the lily of the valley in the garden and trick Ruan Cheng into drinking it.

Talking about her previous nightmare, in the dream, how she was in a coma for so long because of Shen Hanyu's reluctance to leave, she talked about her previous life with Shen Hanyu, how she was reborn as Sang Yu Qianqian, met Shen Hanyu again.

   It's a pity that these words of hers fell into Shen Hanyu's ears, and they were automatically regarded as her drunken words, and she didn't take them seriously.

But Sang Qianqian became more and more sad as she talked, and her eye circles were red, "He said before that he would always be with me, and he also said that the only person he likes is me. But now he says that if he doesn't love, he won't love, If you don’t want me, you don’t want me, how can he do this?”

  Her face was pressed against his palm, tears were streaming down, Shen Hanyu only felt that the palm was wet and cold.

  Thin lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

  He raised his hand and stroked her shoulder silently. Sang Qianqian couldn't help it anymore and couldn't help crying.

  It is a person who has just woken up after sleeping for many days, and his spirit is not good. In addition, his mood has been ups and downs today, and his physical strength is excessively exhausted.

  Sang sobbed shallowly, and slowly fell asleep under the dual effects of tiredness and alcohol.

  Shen Hanyu's eyes fell on the girl's face. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, with tears still hanging on her crow-feather eyelashes.

  Under the moonlight, it trembled crystal clear.

   Shen Hanyu lowered his eyes and kissed away the tear.

  Losingly, kissed her eyebrows little by little, hesitated for a moment, and finally kissed her gently on her lips.

  Sang Qianqian seemed to perceive something in her sleep.

  Unconsciously, she tightly grasped his skirt with both hands, and murmured: "Han Yu, don't go."

   It seemed that something had broken down, and Shen Hanyu's extremely suppressed emotions swept over and overwhelmed his reason.

  He leaned over and kissed her lips recklessly.

   Wanton, crazy, desperate.

  When Sang Qianqian woke up, it was already twilight outside.

   Not surprisingly, Shen Hanyu is no longer here.

  Sang Minglang closed his eyes and leaned against the single sofa by the bedroom window, looking tired.

  So, when Shen Hanyu left, did she specially call her brother to accompany her?

  Sang Qianqian felt sore in her heart, sat up silently, and got out of bed lightly.

  Sang Minglang was not asleep at all, and opened his eyes when he heard the movement, his tone was meaningful, "Are you going back to Guangdong City?"

  Sang Qianqian nodded: "Of course, it's all agreed, I want to go home with Dad."

  Sang Minglang paused, "Qianqian, last night—"

  It wasn’t actually me last night, who watched you all night.

  However, before he finished speaking, Sang Qianqian interrupted him, "Brother, I know, he has been here. But I still want to go home."

  Sang Minglang was a little surprised, "Do you know that Shen Hanyu has been here?"

  Shen Hanyu said last night that his sister was drunk, so drunk that she couldn't even recognize her, so she took his hand in a daze and called her brother.

  Sang smiled slightly, "It's more than that. I also know that he asked you to guard me."

   "Then you still have to go?"

   "I have my own discretion. Brother, don't worry about me."

  Sang Minglang rubbed the center of his brows: "All right, whether to go or stay, you just have to think it through yourself."

  He really doesn't have the right to preach to this sister about emotional matters.

  Because even he himself lost a complete mess.

  He kept saying that he and Ruan Xiaoshuang were strangers for a long time, and pretended not to care about her death.

  But when he was about to leave the capital, he still couldn't hold back and went to her graveyard.

  When a person dies, there is nothing left.

  Alive, there are always variables. Where there are variables, there is hope.

  The brothers and sisters went downstairs, and when they returned to the next door, Sang Pengcheng also got up and was sitting in the living room waiting for them.

  Shen Hanyu came last night, but left before dawn. He knew that they were leaving this morning, but he refused to even see them off. Sang Pengcheng thought that he would see sadness on his daughter's face.

  However, Sang smiled lightly, "Dad, can we go now?"

  Sang Pengcheng looked worried, "Qianqian, are you okay?"

   "I'm fine."

  Sang Qianqian took Sang Pengcheng's arm and said lightly, "Dad, let's go now, or we won't be able to catch the plane."

   After all, Sang Pengcheng was a little worried. He glanced at Sang Minglang, and Sang Minglang made a gesture to signal him not to worry.

  Outside the courtyard, the morning glow rising from the sky covered the sky little by little.

  The three members of the Sang family left the capital on such an early morning in late autumn.

  The car drove away from the courtyard.

  In the shadows beside the trees on the road, in a black car.

  Shen Hanyu stared at the direction the car was going away, and was in a daze for a long time.

  (end of this chapter)