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

"Hold as usual?"

Sang Qianqian couldn't believe it, "Sister Xiaoshuang, are you still thinking about marrying him?"

It was really hard for her to understand that Song Yu had openly cheated on her, so Ruan Xiaoshuang wasn't afraid that he would do it again after getting married?

This is not an ordinary spiritual infidelity, but an infidelity involving openly having sex with someone else!

"Qianqian, I will handle this matter."

Instead of responding to her words, Ruan Xiaoshuang changed the topic, "He just returned home today and said that many friends came to visit the studio at noon. Qianqian, please go down with me to meet his friends and these wedding invitations. Just take it with you."

Only then did Sang Qianqian notice that Ruan Xiaoshuang had simply put on light makeup and wore a dress with a particularly elegant color and style. She also held a stack of invitations in her hand.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, and she held it in for a long time before she finally managed to say: "Sister Xiaoshuang, there is no need for you to wrong yourself so much. Song Yu is not the only man in the world."

"I know, so I won't wrong myself."

Ruan Xiaoshuang smiled slightly, took her arm, "Let's go, Qian Qian."

Sang Qianqian: "."

All the words I had thought about along the way were of no use at this moment.

When it comes to relationships, the authorities are obsessed with it, and the people involved are unwilling to leave. No matter how much other people try to persuade them, it's useless.

One day you have to hit the wall and get bruised all over before you wake up, but sometimes even after you wake up, you still don't want to look back, and you are still willing to let yourself sink into it.

But she didn't want to look back at the beginning because that person was Shen Hanyu.

How could trash like Song Yu be worthy of Sister Xiaoshuang's infatuation?

Sang Qianqian helped Ruan Xiaoshuang downstairs with complicated emotions and sent her to the door of the studio.

Through the glass, one could see Song Yu chatting and laughing with the guests in the studio with a smile on his face.

Nowadays, he can be regarded as a rising star in the calligraphy and painting circles in Beijing, and he is no longer the down-and-out studio owner of the past.

However, this man has just emerged and is fooling around with women abroad. Over time, if he really establishes a foothold in the world of calligraphy and painting, how will he become dissolute?

"You have to go back to work later, so don't accompany me."

Ruan Xiaoshuang did not let Sang Qianqian follow her in, but gave her an invitation, "Remember to attend the wedding with Mr. Shen the day after tomorrow."

This thin invitation seemed to be burning at the moment.

Sang Qianqian grabbed her and said, "Sister Xiaoshuang, you'd better think clearly about the wedding."

"I thought clearly."

Ruan Xiaoshuang looked calm and said softly: "Qianqian, go back quickly, don't worry about me."

Sang Qianqian stood there, watching Ruan Xiaoshuang walk into the studio step by step, wondering what she felt in her heart.

At this moment, she really regretted that she should not have introduced Song Yu to the art exhibition that day, and she should not have asked the old lady of the Zhen family to help Song Yu. If she had not done so, maybe Song Yu would not have had the chance to cheat.

"What are you doing standing there motionless for a long time in the middle of the day?"

Across the road, an inconspicuous business car parked on the side of the road suddenly lowered its window, and a lukewarm voice came, "The temperature in Beijing is 39 degrees today, are you not afraid of heat stroke?"

"elder brother?"

Sang Qianqian was surprised, "Why are you here?"

Sang Minglang didn't answer, pointed to the passenger seat, and motioned for Sang Qianqian to get in the car.

Sang Qianqian hurriedly got into the car, and Sang Minglang started the car, "Send you to the hospital?"

Sang Qianqian said "hmm" and continued to ask: "Brother, you haven't answered my question yet. Why are you here and changing cars?"

Her brother used to drive a silver Lincoln, but now he has a very ordinary seven-seater black business car.

"You can come, but I can't come?"

Sang Minglang glanced at her and said, "This is the company's car. I just happened to pass by."

"Passing by?"

Sang Qianqian didn't believe it and thought about it carefully. It seemed that when she got out of the car just now, this commercial vehicle was parked on the roadside.

She went upstairs to find Ruan Xiaoshuang, and then came down again. It took more than ten minutes before and after. It didn't matter that her brother was passing by. Why did he stop on the roadside for so long?

"Tell me the truth, what are you doing here today?"

Sang Qianqian stared at her brother with burning eyes, "Aren't you afraid that your sister-in-law will know that you are here? She knows about your past relationship with Sister Xiaoshuang. If she is angry, you will feel better."

"angry?"

Sang Minglang seemed to have heard some big joke. He seemed about to say something, but he still held back and said softly, "Sister-in-law, open your mouth and shut your mouth. Sister-in-law, you do sound quite affectionate."

"You didn't announce it yourself. She is your girlfriend. I don't call you sister-in-law. Don't try to change the subject."

Sang Qianqian continued to press, "Tell me quickly, what are you doing here?"

Sang Minglang looked ahead and concentrated on driving, but said nothing.

"You didn't know that Song Yu was returning to China today, so you came here specifically?"

Sang Qianqian's mind moved slightly, "Did Han Yu tell you about Song Yu?"

Sang Minglang did not deny it, "What did she say? Can we still hold the wedding the day after tomorrow?"

Hearing her brother ask this, Sang Qianqian knew that her brother must have known about Song Yu's affair abroad.

The words she was holding back in her heart suddenly came out, and she burst out to her brother:

"I came here specifically for this matter today. I originally thought that she would have to move out after her showdown with Song Yu. I even arranged her place to live, but Sister Xiaoshuang said that she didn't want to confront Song Yu. The wedding will be held as usual. Brother, what do you think Sister Xiaoshuang is thinking? What’s so good about such a rotten person? "

Sang Minglang frowned slightly, "What does she mean, the wedding will go ahead as usual?"

"certainly."

Sang Qian shook the invitation in her hand, "Did you see it? This is what Sister Xiaoshuang gave me. You should have seen a bunch of them in her hand just now, all for those friends in Song Yu."

Sang Minglang didn't speak for a while.

After a long while, he pulled his lips and said sarcastically: "You can't tell, but she is quite tolerant."

"He dares to hang out with women before he gets married. After he gets married, he still doesn't know how to be unscrupulous."

Sang Qianqian took a deep breath, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked the old lady of the Zhen family to introduce him. If Song Yu wasn't famous, he might still be able to settle down."

"It's okay. People like this can't go very far."

Sang Minglang said calmly, "Just wait and see."

He glanced at the invitation in Sang Qianqian's hand, "She just gave you a copy of this invitation?"

"yes."

Sang Qianqian said, "One is enough, Han Yu and I can't use two."

"Who cares about Shen Hanyu."

Sang Minglang quickly reached out and took the invitation, "Give me this one. With your relationship with her, you can get in without an invitation."

Sang Qianqian: "."

Understanding what her brother wanted to do, she began to persuade her earnestly: "Sister Xiaoshuang didn't invite you, so she definitely doesn't want you to go. Why do you have to go and feel uncomfortable?"

"How do you know I don't feel comfortable looking for you?"

Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows, "I'll go watch the fun."

Sang Qianqian: "."

Two days later, in a carefully decorated manor in Beijing.

A wedding is about to take place.