When Shen Hanyu arrived at Bailing Mountain Resort.

Fang Lan was waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel, and said with a smile in a tone that was not a big deal to watch the excitement:

"You came too late. Miss Sang has already entered the man's room and stayed there for almost an hour, and she hasn't come out yet. Do you think they have already—"

As soon as these words came out, the aura on Shen Hanyu's body sank visibly with the naked eye.

It is like the coldness emanating from the glaciers in an extremely cold place, and it is also like the cold light of a sharp sword suddenly unsheathed. It is terrifying and daunting.

Fang Lan shut her mouth subconsciously, and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

"Room 603, Shen Hanyu, I wish you good luck!"

Shen Hanyu was about to enter the hotel lobby when a car behind him made a screeching sound of brakes, and the brake pads seemed to be worn out with sparks.

As soon as the car stopped, Sang Minglang opened the door and strode over, "Shen Hanyu, don't go looking for my sister, I'll go."

Shen Han Yuqi looked at Sang Minglang quietly with his dark eyes.

Sang Minglang was slightly startled, and felt dizzy again, "If something happened to my sister and Xie Shi'an, it would be useless for you to go. If nothing happened to them, it would be a bad thing for you to show up. Our previous arrangement would be meaningless."

He patted Shen Hanyu on the shoulder, "Find a place to wait for me, I'll take my sister there later, don't say anything to my sister, just take a look from afar."

Sang Minglang hurried upstairs. He almost smashed the door, pounding on the door.

The door opened quickly, and Sang Qianqian appeared at the door with a pale face.

Seeing Sang Minglang, she was stunned: "Brother, why are you here?"

Sang Minglang looked her up and down, her clothes and hair were all in order, but her complexion didn't look very good.

He pushed Sang Qianqian away, pushed open the door hard, and walked in with a dark face: "Xie Shi'an, come out for me the fuck."

Sang Qianqian grabbed him hard, "Brother, what are you doing? Shi'an is asleep, don't wake him up."

Sang Minglang glanced at the bed, but there was no one there.

Looking back, Xie Shi'an was leaning on a single sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed, and his clothes were all in order.

Sang Minglang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Sang Qianqian with a cold face: "What are you doing in An's house when you run away?"

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips, "Chat."

Sang Minglang had a speechless expression, "Then you are quite good at chatting, you can even put others to sleep."

Sang Qianqian pushed him out, closed the door, and said, "Why are you here?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me why I'm here? You said you were going out to play with colleagues in the department, where are your colleagues? Why is it only Xie Shi'an?"

Sang Minglang pinched her cheeks and pulled her from side to side, "How dare you lie to me, you are really capable!"

He was so strong that Sang Qianqian's face was wrinkled in pain, and he shouted dissatisfiedly: "Brother! Let go, it hurts!"

"It is only by making you hurt that you can have a long memory. Let's see if you dare to lie to me next time!"

Sang Minglang snorted, and finally let her go.

Sang Qianqian covered her face, feeling somewhat guilty, "Brother, how do you know I lied?"

"Your brother has the eyes of the sky, you can see it!"

Sang Minglang stared at her, "Running to chat in the men's room at night, are you not afraid of being bullied by others? Do you know how many red lights I ran through all the way to find you?"

Sang Qianqian: "."

Touched is a little moved, but I always feel that her brother's reaction is really overreacted.

"I originally made an appointment to have dinner with your sister Xiaoshuang tonight."

Sang Minglang said, "I haven't even eaten dinner yet, please treat me later!"

Hearing the three words of Sister Xiaoshuang, a look of sadness flashed in Sang Qianqian's eyes, but she still smiled, "Okay, I invite you."

Still somewhat curious, he asked again, "Brother, how on earth do you know that Xie Shi'an and I are here?"

Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows, "Do you really think I don't know your colleague? Let me tell you that I have an undercover agent by your side. Don't try to lie to your brother next time, otherwise, it won't be as simple as treating you to a meal."

Sang Qianqian said in her heart, she couldn't tell, her brother knew to secretly contact her colleague.

Mistake this time.

After a meal, Sang Minglang didn't intend to go back to rest, "I heard that the Snow View Bar here is pretty good, anyway, you've bought all the meals, so buy me a drink."

Sang Qianqian had no choice but to agree.

There are many people in the bar, and the environment is very elegant.

Outside the glass curtain wall, a row of ancient lanterns reflects the white snow and the faint mountain scenery in the distance.

The lights in the bar are dim, but the outside is bright. Sitting inside to enjoy the snow scene is quite elegant.

Sang Qianqian sat down for a while before her eyes got used to the darkness inside. While chatting with her brother, she looked around inadvertently, and her little face suddenly changed color.

Not far away, Fang Lan should have looked at her for a while, met her gaze, and raised her glass to her from a distance, with an unclear smile on his face.

On the sofa beside her, sat a tall and straight man with a glass of wine in his hand, his eyes slightly lowered, his brows were hidden in the darkness, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But Sang Qianqian could still tell at a glance that it was Shen Hanyu.

They don't seem to be partying alone, and there are several friends around them.

Fang Lan got up, held a glass of wine in one hand, chatted with those friends, put one hand on Shen Hanyu's shoulder, turned around, took another look at Sang Qianqian, and blinked with a smile.

Shen Hanyu didn't know if he was fascinated by something, or if Fang Lan's actions were commonplace, he didn't react at all.

Sang Qianqian looked away in a panic, "Brother, can you drink quickly."

She was restless and just wanted to escape from this place quickly.

Sang Minglang didn't look back, so naturally he didn't know what happened to Shen Hanyu.

He promised Shen Hanyu that he would bring his younger sister over, so he took a sip of his wine in a leisurely manner, "What's the hurry, sit down for a while."

From the seat where Sang Qianqian was sitting, as soon as she raised her eyes, she could see the situation of Fang Lan and Shen Hanyu.

At this moment, Fang Lan was leaning close to Shen Hanyu's ear, not knowing what to say, the behavior of the two seemed unusually intimate.

Sang Qianqian's heart seemed to be tightened by something, and it hurt like suffocation.

I thought I could really let go, but after all, I still couldn't help it. I looked at another woman and got so close to him.

She stood up abruptly, "Brother, I'm going to the bathroom."

Without waiting for Sang Minglang to say anything, he strode away.

In the bathroom, Sang Qianqian leaned against the door with a pale face, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

After a long while, the chaotic mood finally calmed down a little.

Guessing that her brother's glass of wine was almost drunk, Sang Qianqian came out.

A familiar figure slanted against the shadow of the corridor, with a somewhat gloomy aura, giving people a feeling of depression for no reason.

Sang Qianqian's nerves tensed up suddenly, why did he come here too, did he accompany Fang Lan to the bathroom?

She bowed her head and walked forward quickly.

However, when passing by a man.

He obviously didn't seem to look at her, but he grabbed her wrist accurately and pulled her into his arms.

Sang Qianqian smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and when she raised her eyes in panic, she met the man's extremely dark, drunken eyes.

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