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

"But my mother won't agree."

"It all depends on people." The woman opposite whispered something and smiled, "Tell me, between the two, which one would your mother choose?"

Li Zhongjin rolled his eyes, suddenly understood something, and smiled.

"Okay, then let's try as you said. Trust my mother, she knows how to choose."

Over the years, no one in the Zhen family has ever looked down upon him.

Both the old lady and Zhen Yiping mentioned him with disapproval, as if he was already a waste.

Even the servants of the Zhen family treated him with contempt.

His parents initially just wanted him to go to the Zhen Family Group to experience and learn something.

No matter how polite their attitude was, the old lady and Zhen Yiping just refused to let go.

The Li family initially thought they had concerns, but when Shen Hanyu arrived for the first time, he was able to occupy a high position and receive all kinds of favors. No matter what he thought, Li Zhongjin was unbalanced.

Not to mention the relatives who were talking behind each other's back, even Li Zhongjin's group of friends also made sarcastic remarks overtly or covertly.

Thinking about it made Li Zhongjin angry and angry.

Huh, he still has to join the Zhen Family Group!

Li Zhongjin picked up a glass of wine and drank it slowly. He rarely used his brain, which was used to eating, drinking and having fun, to start thinking about the problem.

He glanced at the mobile phone number in his hand. The number was from overseas.

But this woman seems to be very familiar with the Zhen family, Shen Hanyu, and everything in the country.

Originally, Li Zhongjin didn't believe the other party, but the other party said that Zhen Chongming would soon be the chairman and could help him join the Zhen Family Group. The former was actually convinced.

Although Zhen Chongming collapsed too quickly and could not let him join the Zhen Family Group, this woman's idea of ​​offering equity for him was a good idea.

Who is this woman? She spares no effort to help him, but she doesn't want anything in return.

Is the other party really so capable that Shen Hanyu can't take care of himself?

He even said that as long as he was willing, sooner or later the Zhen family would be in the possession of the Li family?

The old lady of the Zhen family was very reluctant to let go of Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian, so she kept them chatting for a long time after dinner.

Zhen Zhu had just taken office, and there were so many things she wanted to ask. She just regretted that Shen Hanyu would be leaving tomorrow, so she was seizing the time and racing against time to pick the most important questions to ask.

The old lady looked at them with relief, took Sang Qianqian's hand, and whispered many words to her.

At this moment, Sang Qianqian's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a text message from a strange number.

She clicked it and said, [I never thought that Shen Hanyu could forgive you after seeing such a photo. Do you think Shen Hanyu really doesn't care, or is he already mad with hatred in his heart? 】

Along with the message came several photos.

The photo shows her lying disheveled in Xie Shi'an's arms that night. Under Ruan Xiaodie's deliberate arrangement, the scene was too dazzling.

Sang Qianqian almost glanced at it before her face turned pale.

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Shen Hanyu. Shen Hanyu was patiently answering Zhen Zhu's questions and didn't pay attention to her.

The second message came in: [Are you sure you want to go back to Mingcheng with him? Haha, the ending I arranged for you does not include this one. 】

Sang Qianqian stood up suddenly and went to the bathroom.

As expected, the call couldn't be dialed at all.

Sang Qianqian felt all the blood rushing to the top of her head. Her fingers unconsciously clenched into fists, and her nails almost dug into her palms.

If Ruan Xiaodie was in front of her, she would even want to kill him.

After a long time, Sang Qianqian turned on the faucet, poured cold water on her face, and took several deep breaths.

Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, my face looked a little normal, and then I returned to the living room.

But compared to before, she was a little uneasy and spoke a lot less.

Shen Hanyu caught a glimpse of her absent-minded look from the corner of his eye. He said a few words to Zhen Zhu with the old lady, then stood up and left.

Sang Qianqian looked out the window in silence all the way. Shen Hanyu only thought that she was worried about her brother and did not bother her.

Back in the courtyard, when the two of them were packing their luggage, Sang Qianqian was absent-minded. First she took the wrong things, and then she was in a hurry and knocked over all the piles of books that Shen Hanyu had sorted for her.

"I'll do it, you go to bed first."

Shen Hanyu held Sang Qianqian's hand that was about to pick up clothes, but felt that her hand was particularly cold.

He was slightly startled, "Are you feeling well?"

Sang Qianqian shook her head. The more concerned he looked, the more uncomfortable and panicked she felt.

"Hanyu."

Before the words came out, he was already choking.

"What happened?"

Shen Hanyu's low and gentle voice fell in her ear, and his rough fingertips wiped away the tears on her cheeks, "Don't cry, speak slowly."

"Whether you believe it or not, actually that night,"

Sang Qianqian forced herself to hold back her tears, "Nothing happened between Xie Shi'an and I. She did those photos intentionally."

those photos

Shen Hanyu closed his eyes slightly.

Before he got on the plane in the early morning, he had already received the message from Ruan Xiaodie and saw those photos.

Like a hot iron, just one glance was branded on his heart mercilessly, and the pain was unbearable.

Kong You was filled with overwhelming anger, but had nowhere to express it.

Afraid that Sang Qianqian would be irritated, and even more afraid that something might happen to her, she could only endure it and pretend as if nothing had happened and she didn't mind.

But how could he not mind.

He will definitely make the initiator pay a heavy price.

But facing Sang Qianqian, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, let alone say anything more.

But he never thought that at this moment, Sang Qianqian would take the initiative to explain this matter.

"I know, don't say it's nothing, even if it's really something,"

Shen Hanyu's eyes were dark and deep, his voice was unusually low, but his voice was still calm, "I told you before, you don't need to explain, let alone worry about it."

His words were like a soft wind caressing the surface of the lake. The ripples rippled gently, but they made Sang Qianqian's heart tremble heavily.

"But Ruan Xiaodie is really going too far. How could she do this?"

The grievances of that night surged out at this moment, and Sang Qianqian's tears fell.

Shen Hanyu held her in his arms, wiped her tears very gently, and comforted her softly: "It's all over, don't think about those things again."

When Sang Qianqian's tears finally stopped, her mood calmed down a little.

Shen Hanyu couldn't help but pulled her to the bedside, pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit down: "Sleep first, I will pack the luggage outside."

The lights in the bedroom went out, and in the outer hall, Shen Hanyu looked down at the warm yellow wall lamp and packed his luggage.

Sang Qianqian didn't let him close the door, so she could see him when she raised her eyes. He lowered his head and packed the clothes and her books into the boxes neatly and meticulously.

In her heart, she felt indescribable warmth, solidity and peace of mind.

The next day, they went to the hospital to pick up Sang Minglang.

Because Sang Minglang had just had surgery not long ago, although Jian Zheng had arranged for professional nursing staff to accompany him in advance, Sang Qianqian was still uneasy and went to confirm with the attending doctor again about the precautions on the plane.

When she came out of the doctor's office, her phone suddenly buzzed with a text message.

It's that haunting number again.

Sang took a deep breath and clicked on the message.