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

Chapter 19. No matter how you look at it

Long guns and short cannons were set up in the corridor, and countless reporters were staring at the ward area.

Shen Hanyu's appearance at the Shen's company's new product launch conference has already made him a rising star, and Shen Shaofeng's car accident has pushed Shen Hanyu to the forefront.

The media desperately wanted to interview him, and they did not hesitate to come to the hospital to contain him.

Sang Qianqian lowered her head, quietly bypassed the media, and walked in.

Some reporters were amazed at her face, and they couldn't help but take a second look, but it didn't stop there.

Over the years, Sang Pengcheng has protected Sang Qianqian very well, so the media didn't know her at all, they just thought she was a family member who came to visit the patient.

In the ward, Shen Shaofeng was lying weakly on the hospital bed, but his legs were still covered with thick bandages.

Shen Hanyu was turning his back to the door, feeding his father a small spoonful of water, very patient.

Sang Qianqian was hesitating whether to go in or not.

Wei Qinghua just poured hot water over when he saw Sang Qianqian and frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Sang Qianqian said, "I'm here to visit Uncle Shen."

Because of the PPT, Wei Qinghua originally had a good impression of Sang Qianqian, but after knowing that she was Sang Pengcheng's daughter, this affection suddenly turned into disgust.

"No need, hurry up, people from the Sang family are not welcome here!" he said angrily.

Wei Qinghua's voice is not too small, the three words of the Sang family were keenly captured by the reporters outside the ward area.

As if a dose of stimulant had injected into the sensitive nerves of the reporters, everyone stared at Sang Qianqian with gleaming eyes.

If it wasn't for the ward forbid them from entering, they would have rushed over to surround Sang Qianqian immediately.

Sang Qianqian didn't want to have a dispute with Wei Qinghua, so she put down the nutritional supplements in her hand.

Her eyes fell on Shen Hanyu's back, and she said softly, "I hope Uncle Shen will recover soon."

Wei Qinghua glanced at those things. There were several hundred-year-old ginseng inside. It seemed that the eldest lady did not spend any less money.

"Take these things too."

Wei Qinghua sarcastically said, "We dare not eat what the Sang family gave us."

Sang Qian said lightly, "Then you can do whatever you want, just throw it away."

This thing is so heavy, she doesn't want to carry it back.

Sang Qianqian turned around and walked out, only to step out of the ward area with her front foot. On her back foot, a hula-la crowd rushed up, and she was surrounded and blocked by reporters.

The camera and the microphone almost hit Sang Qianqian's face, the crowd was too crowded, she was pushed back by a force, her back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"I heard that Sang Pengcheng has a daughter. She is afraid of flying if she holds it in the palm of her hand, and it will be broken in her mouth. Are you?"

"Miss Sang, your brother killed someone, do you know?"

"Are you here to repent on behalf of the Sang family?"

"Will the Sang family use their connections to exonerate your brother?"

Urgent and sharp questions are thrown one after another.

Sang Qianqian calmed down, "I believe my brother would not do such a thing. Everything is subject to the police's investigation results. If my brother really did something wrong, the Sang family will never cover him up."

After answering the question, she wanted to leave, but the reporters would not let her go.

A reporter stepped on her foot, causing Sang Qianqian's face to change color in pain.

She wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but the human wall blocked her firmly and could not be shaken.

The voices asking questions came one after another, and the flashlight kept flashing at Sang Qianqian.

She felt like a butterfly that had strayed into a spider's web. She fluttered hard, but she couldn't get out. She was at a loss.

From childhood to adulthood, Sang Qianqian was pampered in a honeypot, and was so well protected by her father and brother. She had never encountered such a scene of being surrounded by the media.

Her ears were buzzing, her eyes were hurting, and she was tearing up from the flash.

Sang Qianqian simply turned around and turned her back to the reporters.

Humph, she came to stand facing the wall to see what these reporters did.

However, she underestimated the ability of these reporters to get to the bottom of things, so they still refused to let her go.

"Miss Sang, are you guilty? Or are you crying?"

"Miss Sang, why do you believe your brother didn't kill..."

Sang Qianqian is really going crazy.

She regretted not letting the driver follow her, otherwise she wouldn't be trapped here.

There was a lot of noise outside the ward, and inside the ward, Shen Hanyu calmly continued to feed his father.

When he came out to rinse the cup after feeding, he still glanced at the crowd gathering place, and then saw Sang Qianqian trapped in the circle.

A slender and delicate figure, helplessly clinging to the wall, his head lowered, buried in his arms, no matter how he looked at it, he was... crying.

He stood for two seconds, entered the ward, put away the cup, and turned to go out.

Without the PPT she made, the press conference could not have been so successful.

Send her away, take it as it is, and return her favor.

...

Sang Qianqian, who was facing the wall, only felt that the crowd behind her suddenly made a more violent commotion, and various questions were asked again.

However, it seems that it is not asking her, but asking....

Sang Qian turned her head subconsciously and saw Shen Hanyu.

At this moment, Shen Hanyu has become the core of the encirclement.

The shutter kept pressing and the flash flashed frantically again.

Sang Qianqian tried her best to widen her sore and tearful eyes, staring at Shen Hanyu in a daze.

He, how did he get out?

I don't know these media, is he waiting for him?

There was no expression on Shen Hanyu's face, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely indifferent.

Seeing the girl's tearful appearance, she frowned slightly.

The next moment, the human wall was forcefully separated, and Sang Qianqian's wrist was held by Shen Hanyu.

He blocked the cameras and lenses with one hand, and protected Sang Qianqian with the other, and walked out steadily and firmly.

Facing the overwhelming question, Shen Hanyu pursed his thin lips tightly, but did not respond.