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

Sang Qianqian stood not far away and could clearly see that Zhang Xue came back not long after Ruan Xiaoshuang entered.

She stood at the door, as if she wanted to go in, but she didn't.

Not knowing what was said, she suddenly turned around with a pale face, but unexpectedly bumped into a nurse who happened to be pushing a medical trolley by.

The nurse's steps were hurried and a little too fast. Zhang Xueren bumped into the car. Judging from the force, the impact must have been severe.

At this time, Sang Qianqian couldn't hide anymore and hurriedly came over to help Zhang Xue: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Xue shook her head, "It's okay."

Ruan Xiaoshuang also came out. She naturally recognized Zhang Xue: "Miss Zhang."

As if she was afraid that Zhang Xue would misunderstand, she explained: "Mr. Sang risked his life to save me tonight. I'm worried, so I came here to check on him. Miss Zhang, don't think too much about it."

Zhang Xue lowered her eyes, "I can't."

She didn't have the right to think too much.

In the past few days, Sang Minglang came home late almost every night, but he was not at the company.

Zhang Xue was originally curious about what he was doing, but after listening to him talking to Ruan Xiaoshuang, she vaguely guessed that he might have been in the hospital these nights.

Just now she just didn't want to listen anymore, fearing that she couldn't control her emotions, but she didn't expect that when she turned around, there would be quite a commotion.

Ruan Xiaoshuang didn't have much to say, so she looked back at Sang Minglang and said, "Then I'll go back first. Mr. Sang recovers well. I'll come to visit again tomorrow."

Hearing Mr. Sang's words, Sang Minglang suddenly turned cold and said nothing.

The scene was a bit embarrassing. Sang Qianqian held Ruan Xiaoshuang's arm and said, "I'll see Sister Xiaoshuang off."

I just wanted to ask what happened tonight.

Ruan Xiaoshuang also had many things to say to her, "Shi An said, have you resigned?"

"Well, when Han Yu comes back, we will go back to Mingcheng."

Sang Qianqian didn't mention Ruan Xiaodie, but only said that they had plans to have a baby. Mingcheng was their home and they had to go back sooner or later.

Ruan Xiaoshuang was a little disappointed, "My eyes are good, but you are leaving."

"The two places are not far away. We can meet whenever we want. Besides, it's not like I won't come back."

Sang Qianqian comforted her and asked, "What's going on over there with Song Guanhua?"

Ruan Xiaoshuang told her what happened tonight. Sang Qianqian was a little shocked when she learned that something happened to Song Yu, "How could this happen?"

Ruan Xiaoshuang couldn't understand either.

She squeezed Sang Qianqian's hand tightly, looking extremely remorseful and uneasy, "Qianqian, do you think his death is really related to me? I went to the hospital to see him and gave him a sum of money. I meant I wanted to help him. Within two days, he sent me a message saying that he was discharged from the hospital and still wanted to see me, but I refused. He called me several times. I was with Xiaodie at the time and didn't answer the phone at all."

The time of Song Yu's death was that night.

If time could go back, Ruan Xiaoshuang would answer that call no matter what.

"It has nothing to do with you, sister Xiaoshuang, don't think too much about it."

Sang Qianqian only felt that Song Yu's death was too strange. However, the facts were unclear at the moment, so he could only comfort her with words and wait for the results of the police investigation to come out.

In Sang Minglang's ward.

After Ruan Xiaoshuang and Sang Qianqian left, Sang Minglang glanced at Zhang Xue, who had never spoken, and said calmly: "You can pack your things and return to Guangdong City tomorrow. Our contract is over. As for work, we can use it for the time being. It's none of your business. You don't have to worry about the hospital."

Zhang Xue suddenly stiffened.

Sang Minglang originally called her from Yuecheng and let her live in his villa.

She was nominally Sang Minglang's girlfriend, but she knew very well that she wasn't.

Because Sang Minglang said, "You can do me a favor, or you can treat it as a contract. When it's over, I won't treat you badly. Of course, you can also refuse, and I won't force you."

How could Zhang Xue refuse?

As long as she can be with Sang Minglang, even if it's just temporary, she can do whatever she is asked to do.

So she agreed without hesitation.

Perhaps, Sang Minglang asked her to come over, and even gave her an identity in front of Ruan Xiaoshuang and Sang Qianqian, just as a pretense.

Ever since she read in the newspaper that Song Yu and Ruan Xiaoshuang's wedding was canceled midway, Zhang Xue knew that her so-called nominal girlfriend might not last long.

But she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Zhang Xue knew clearly that she was not qualified to ask anything, but she still managed to squeeze out a word without thinking: "Do you think I am in the way?"

"Who said just now that she is just my secretary assistant?"

Sang Minglang smiled, "The most important thing for a secretary assistant is to know the right things. If you shouldn't ask, it's best not to ask."

Zhang Xue bit her lip tightly, "I'm sorry."

"You can take the card I gave you. I just wired a sum of money into it two days ago. It's enough even if your father wants to make a comeback."

Sang Minglang paused, "If you don't want to stay in the company in the future, you can resign. If you still want to work in the company, you can see which department you like. When I recover from my injury and return to Guangdong, I will coordinate with the Human Resources Department to help You transfer to the appropriate department.”

Zhang Xue is a smart girl, how could she not understand the meaning of Sang Minglang's words.

She could even guess what Sang Minglang would do after he recovered from his injury.

Once, just because her eyes looked like Ruan Xiaoshuang, Sang Minglang would not hesitate to stand up for her, even if he had a dispute with his partner.

When he learned that Ruan Xiaoshuang was going to marry Song Yu, he came back drunk, hugged her and called her "Xiaoshuang" and asked her if she could give him another chance.

Zhang Xue had always known who Sang Minglang had in mind.

Now that Ruan Xiaoshuang is single again, he will naturally not miss it again.

I just know that when I really have to face it, my heart still hurts like a knife, and it hurts to the point of tears.

Zhang Xue held back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes, "I will resign."

When Sang Qianqian came back, Zhang Xue was gone.

She was a little surprised, "Where is Miss Sister-in-law Zhang?"

Sang Minglang had no expression on his face: "Let's go. She has to go back to Guangdong tomorrow."

Sang Qianqian wanted to ask why, but thinking about the conversations she had just overheard, she sighed silently.

Since the emotions of three people were involved, she didn't want to get too involved.

Besides, Sang Minglang's body is not suitable for thinking at the moment and he needs better rest.

"Then it looks like I'm the only one accompanying you tonight."

Sang Qianqian turned around and told Jian Zheng outside the door to go to the nurse's room and borrow a quilt. At the same time, she reached out and patted the sofa: "The sofa in the single ward of our hospital is nicer than the one in the hospital in Guangdong where you stayed last time." It’s much softer, so at least you won’t have back pain after sleeping all night.”

"Who allowed you to sleep here?"

Sang Minglang stared at her: "Do you believe I called Shen Hanyu?"

Sang Qianqian said leisurely: "Let's fight, as long as your hand can hold the phone."

Sang Minglang: "."

In the Zhen Family Group, the office areas on all floors of the building have turned off the lights one after another. Only Zhen Yiping's office still has a little light on.

Zhen Zhu tried entering several passwords, but the computer still prompted an error.

She wiped the cold sweat from her palms, thought for a long time, and finally entered a series of numbers again.