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

She is not that stupid. She is self-aware and has always been very clear about her own and Shen Hanyu's strengths.

From the beginning to the end, she never wanted to confront Shen Hanyu head-on.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to pretend to be mentally retarded, and he wouldn't have left the capital immediately after showing his weakness.

Hiding behind the scenes, stirring up trouble, playing with everyone in the palm of your hand, watching Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian live apart, watching him suffer and be tired of dealing with all kinds of troubles, haha, that would be fun.

She looked across at Sang Qianqian and Xie Shi'an with a smile, who were obviously relieved.

I just feel funny in my heart.

Do these two people feel that they still have room for redemption, so they can be so calm?

Unfortunately, she wouldn't give them any chance to make a comeback.

On her chessboard, everyone is just a chess piece. Everyone will complete this big chess game step by step according to her predetermined plan.

Until, the end.

Shen Hanyu did receive a call from Sang Qianqian. She said that she would wait for Sang Pengcheng to come back from abroad and handle the affairs of the Beijing branch before returning to Mingcheng together.

He had no doubt at all because he never thought that Sang Qianqian would lie to him.

It's not that I didn't feel strange, because Sang Qianqian almost never contacted him actively.

However, he had no time to think about it, and all his energy was devoted to search and rescue.

As time passed, Shen Shaofeng's search and rescue finally came to an end.

Even though the mobile phone he left behind was returned to the beach by the tide, there was no miracle in the end.

The date for the funeral was quickly set.

Shen Hanyu, who hadn't slept a wink for several days and nights, called Sang Qianqian and told her the news in a hoarse voice.

Sang Qianqian was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, "Han Yu, I might not be able to come back."

Her reason was that her father was unable to come back from abroad due to health reasons, and she was now in charge of handling the affairs of the Beijing branch, and she couldn't get away at all.

This excuse was so lame that Shen Hanyu hung up the phone and contacted Sang Pengcheng directly.

Sang Pengcheng was in Europe, playing chess with Uncle Zhong and laughing loudly on the other end of the phone.

There was nothing strange about his body, and he didn't even know that Sang Minglang was injured.

So from the moment Sang Qianqian sent Sang Minglang back, she had been lying to him.

She had no intention of returning to Mingcheng.

Shen Hanyu had a sullen face and dialed the number of the person Jian Zheng had left in the capital.

The news we received was that Sang Qianqian did go to the company every day to handle things, but Xie Shi'an accompanied her all the time and even sent her home at night.

Sang Qianqian said that she didn't understand many of the company's affairs, and Xie Shi'an was here to help him.

After all, they were bodyguards. Since Sang Qianqian had already explained, they didn't dare to ask questions or suspect anything.

Shen Hanyu didn't know what happened to Sang Qianqian, but on the night before the two parted, she knew everything was normal.

She even cried and explained to him that nothing happened between her and Xie Shi'an.

So what happened to her?

Perhaps it was because his face was too dark and cold that Guo Muyang was startled when he opened the door and came in.

"Han Yu, you are sorry."

Guo Muyang thought he was like this because of Shen Shaofeng, so he gave a dry advice and changed the topic thinking he was smart: "Have you contacted Miss Sang? When will she arrive today? Should you pick her up in person, or should I arrange someone catch?"

The funeral is scheduled for noon tomorrow. If Sang Qianqian comes back, it must be today.

When he asked this question, Guo Muyang subconsciously felt that Shen Hanyu's face looked even worse.

He was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"No need, she can't come back."

When he finished speaking, Shen Hanyu stood up expressionlessly and walked out.

Guo Muyang was stunned. Can Sang Qianqian come back?

how come?

This was Shen Shaofeng's funeral, and it was no small matter. As the daughter-in-law of the Shen family, she didn't even attend her father-in-law's funeral. What did it mean?

However, Sang Qianqian did not come back.

The funeral was not grand, and only old friends and relatives of the Shen family came, not a large number of people.

But almost all of them had been invited to Shen Hanyu's wedding and knew that Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian were husband and wife.

Almost everyone was wondering why Sang Qianqian was not by Shen Hanyu's side at this time.

But taking a look at Shen Hanyu's eyebrows, which were as if they were covered with frost and snow, no one dared to ask more questions.

After the funeral, Shen Hanyu silently kowtowed three times in front of the grave and left Mingcheng that day.

"What happened to Han Yu and Miss Sang?"

Rong Ce was confused and asked Guo Muyang, "Didn't you say that they had reconciled a long time ago?"

"I don't know either."

Guo Muyang shook his head and sighed, "I hope Han Yu will have good luck this time."

Based on intuition, something big must have happened between Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu.

Otherwise, with Sang Qianqian's temperament, he would never not attend Shen Shaofeng's funeral.

If you do it so decisively, I'm afraid it won't be that easy for Shen Hanyu to recover.

Beijing Branch Office.

Sang Qianqian sat back on the chair tiredly, closing her eyes slightly.

The air conditioner in the office was a little cold, so she frowned and subconsciously hugged her shoulders.

In a daze, someone seemed to have covered her with a thin blanket, and the soft warmth enveloped her.

"Today is Father Shen's funeral, but I didn't go back, not even a phone call."

Sang Qianqian still didn't open her eyes, stuck in her own thoughts, murmuring, "Shi An, am I being a little too cruel?"

"Yes. But there must be a reason for you to do this."

The low, hoarse voice fell on his ears like thunder.

Sang Qianqian was shaken all over, and she opened her eyes suddenly, and met Shen Hanyu's dark, secretive eyes.

Her whole body tensed up unconsciously, and she stared at him blankly.

Shen Hanyu said meaningfully: "Looking at me like this, don't you recognize me?"

Sang Qianqian's consciousness, which was shaken to pieces, finally slowly gathered together.

She shook her head almost instinctively, but immediately paused, "You, why are you here?"

Shen Hanyu's eyes passed over Sang Qianqian's pale face. She was like a frightened bird, hugging the blanket stiffly, but her body was trembling slightly.

He turned around, poured a cup of hot tea, took Sang Qianqian's cold hand, and put the tea cup into her hand.

Then he pulled up a chair, sat down opposite Sang Qianqian, and said calmly: "Can't I come?"

The teacup was very warm, and the heat made Sang Qianqian's eyelashes moisten uncontrollably. Gradually, the moisture seemed to overflow her eyes.

She lowered her eyes in panic and decided to strike preemptively, "If you come here to ask me why I don't go back, I may not be able to give you a satisfactory reason."

"Not necessarily."

Shen Hanyu looked at her steadily, "Tell me your reasons."

Before he came, Sang Qianqian thought many times about how to say those heartless words to him.

However, when it comes to my mouth, all I can say is, "The company is very busy, I can't leave" out of my mind uncontrollably.

"Well, you said it."

Shen Hanyu looked calm, and his tone could even be said to be peaceful, "Is there more?"