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

It was not her door that was knocked, but the door of Xia Sitong and Shen Hanyu next door.

When Sang Qianqian went out, she saw that Sang Minglang was about to leave with Shen Hanyu and Xia Sitong.

In the dim light, Shen Hanyu's face was solemn, and Xia Sitong's eyes were full of tears.

Sang Qianqian was taken aback, "Brother, what's the matter? Where are you going so late?"

Sang Minglang's expression was rare and solemn, "Qianqian, Shen Shaofeng and Xia Zhixin had a car accident, I have to send them back immediately."

Sang Qianqian was suddenly stunned, "Well, how could there be a car accident?"

"It is said that the car hit the guardrail, overturned the overpass, and exploded and caught fire."

Sang Minglang pushed her into the room, "It's cold at night, hurry up to sleep, I'll take them out of the island now."

"Brother, wait." Sang Qianqian ran into the room and grabbed a coat, "I'll go too."

"What are you kidding? You're not well, the doctor told you to rest." Sang Minglang categorically refused.

"Didn't you say you'd take me home tomorrow morning? I'll go with them to save you another trip."

Now that time is pressing, Sang Minglang has no choice but to compromise, "That's up to you."

He drove the yacht and sent the three of Sang Qianqian to the shore at the fastest speed. On the shore, there were already arranged cars waiting.

"Brother is still busy with opening business, so I can't accompany you."

Sang Minglang wrapped his coat for Sang Qianqian, "I told the driver to take them to the hospital first, and then take you home."

Sang Qian nodded, "If Wen Xu asks, explain it to him for me."

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In the end, Sang Qianqian didn't listen to her brother's words and went home, but followed Shen Hanyu and Xia Sitong to the hospital.

Although Shen Shaofeng was in a car accident, she felt a strong sense of unease in her heart.

On the empty corridor of the hospital, Shen Hanyu pursed his thin lips tightly, and said nothing, Xia Sitong kept crying, the air was strangely heavy.

Not far away, several middle-aged people looked panicked. They were all middle-level managers of the Shen family company. After hearing that Shen Shaofeng and Xia Zhixin had an accident, they rushed over.

When the door of the emergency room finally opened, everyone's eyes instantly focused on the doctor.

The doctor took off the mask and shook his head: "We tried our best, but unfortunately, there is still a patient who could not be rescued."

It was Xia Zhixin who could not be rescued.

Xia Sitong grabbed the doctor emotionally, crying and begging, "Doctor, I beg you, save my father, he is not dead, he is definitely not dead..."

The doctor sighed: "Girl, your father has indeed passed away."

Xia Sitong slumped to the ground with a slumped expression, covering his face and burst into a piercing cry.

Sang Qianqian was saddened when she heard this. She remembered that incomparably clear nightmare. In the dream, she witnessed her father's death and cried so hard.

She silently walked to Xia Sitong's side, helped Xia Sitong up, held her hand gently, and comforted her silently.

Shen Shaofeng had already come out of the emergency room and was transferred to the intensive care unit next door.

His people are still alive, but his appearance is extremely tragic.

Through the glass, Shen Shaofeng could be seen with multiple burns on his face, his legs were empty from the knees below, and the blood-stained white bandages were shocking.

His legs were squeezed in the car accident and deformed so badly that doctors had to amputate them.

Shen Hanyu stood quietly outside the intensive care unit, his dark eyes staring straight through the glass, looking at Shen Shaofeng on the hospital bed.

There was no light in his eyes, and the darkness was shocking.

The night wind blew in from the window of the promenade, and Sang Qianqian secretly glanced at Shen Hanyu, who was still standing still.

The stern profile face with clear contours is like a thick and cold haze.

This kind of Shen Hanyu made Sang Qianqian's heart become heavy and uneasy, and she thought of various scenes in that nightmare for no reason.

The middle-level managers of the Shen family company stood not far away, feeling sad, and some people silently wiped their tears.

"Something happened to President Shen, what should I do at the press conference tomorrow?" someone whispered.

"What else can be done, only to cancel."

"But tomorrow's press conference is Mr. Shen's hard work. We have been preparing hard for more than half a year, and we must not cancel it."

The one who spoke was the one who bowed his head and wiped his tears. This person was Wei Qinghua, the product manager of the Shen family company.

Another sighed, "Lao Wei, you put it simply, now that President Xia is gone, and President Shen is still awake, who will take charge of the overall situation tomorrow?"

Wei Qinghua gritted his teeth, "It really doesn't work, I'll give the lecture."

"But you are only familiar with mobile phone products, and the chip is personally responsible for Mr. Shen."

The previous man said, "What's more, even if we can barely get on stage to preach, the Longxing Building Management Committee hasn't given a positive reply yet."

"It's all to blame for the Longxing Building Management Committee. I think they are deliberately embarrassing us."

Another person said angrily, "The inspection was fine before, but suddenly a call came after 7 o'clock in the evening, saying that the fire safety of the venue was unqualified, and it must be rectified. Did they do this?

"That's right, if it wasn't for their phone call, Mr. Shen and Mr. Xia wouldn't have worked so late, and maybe there wouldn't have been a car accident!"

"What I'm most worried about is that although we have rectified as required overnight, if they say that the rectification is not in line with the requirements, then the press conference will be a problem even if it is held normally." Another person's tone was heavy.

Although the voices of the few of them were low, it was very quiet here, and Sang Qianqian naturally listened to these words.

From the moment she heard the words of the Longxing Building Management Committee, she felt like falling into an ice cave.

When she went to look for her brother at about seven o'clock yesterday evening, she clearly heard him mention the "Longxing Building Management Committee" and the "press conference", and the brother also said that she would teach them a lesson.

Who are they, are they Shen Shaofeng and Xia Zhixin?

What is the lesson that brother said, in the end?

If this car accident is related to my brother...

Sang Qianqian didn't dare to think about it any longer.