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

She raised her face, while Shen Hanyu lowered her head.

The man's thin lips almost touched hers, and his warm breath brushed against her cheek.

This posture, indeed, is too ambiguous.

Sang Qianqian's cheeks were slightly warm, and she pushed him away, "I'll take a shower and have breakfast together later."

She tossed in the kitchen for most of the night last night, and she was sweating all over, feeling that everyone was going to be rancid.

When Sang Qianqian came out of the shower, Shen Hanyu had obviously finished washing up, changed into a black suit and trousers, looking very noble and cold, sitting on the sofa, looking down at his phone.

The twilight morning light from outside the window came in, and half of his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, with a soft and cold meaning, contradictions and perfection displayed on him, and Sang Qianqian couldn't help but stare at him for a while.

Aware of the girl's gaze, he raised his eyes, the corners of his lips curled into a smile, put away the phone and stood up: "Go to dinner."

On the dining table, there are toasted toast, two omelettes, and a glass of grapefruit juice that she likes to drink.

He actually did all the work that Sang Qianqian hadn't had time to do, and his movements were quite neat, and the fried eggs seemed to look pretty good.

"I'm afraid your hand won't be good, right?"

Sang Qianqian was a little annoyed, "I will do these things naturally, want you to come?"

Shen Hanyu pulled his thin lips slightly, "I made it with my left hand. I didn't use my right hand."

Sang Qian glared at him, "You're sensible, otherwise you won't be good enough, and I won't want you anymore."

Shen Hanyu: "."

Sang Qianqian sat down, took a bite of the fried egg first, and found that it turned out to be a soft-hearted egg.

Shen Hanyu raised his eyebrows slightly: "More than that."

Sang Qianqian curved her lips, "Then what else do you do besides frying eggs?"

Shen Hanyu said lightly: "It should be a city. I used to cook all the meals in my house."

His mother was in poor health, and his father was busy with work. He would cook by himself when he came home from school at night, and had to take care of Xia Sitong.

Sang Qianqian was surprised, "Then I've been with you for so long, and I've never seen you do it before?"

"I'm busy with work now, so I'm coming back late."

Shen Hanyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "If you want to eat it, I'll make it for you another day."

Sang Qianqian felt a little uneasy in her heart, "Then you try my soup, how does it taste?"

I thought to myself, Shen Hanyu was so good at cooking, the pot of soup she simmered was considered a banquet.

Shen Hanyu took a few sips and gave her an admiring look, "It's delicious."

Sang Qianqian was very happy, "Then you drink more."

He also took two small sips, his face was a little strange, "Shen Hanyu, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? It's so light, is it still good to drink?"

And the ginger and cooking wine may be less, a little fishy.

"Not talking nonsense."

Shen Hanyu drank the rest of the soup without changing his face, "I really think it tastes good."

Sang Qianqian: "."

Well, don't mess with him.

"In the evening, I will add some salt, add some ginger and cooking wine, and reprocess it."

Sang Qianqian saluted herself and coughed, "It's the first time I've done it, and I don't have much experience. I'll do it next time."

Shen Hanyu looked at the girl, her expression was haggard.

Ever since they were together, Shen Hanyu knew that if she didn't sleep well at night, she would have dark blue now.

She has fair skin and dark circles under her eyes.

Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply, "Last night, didn't you sleep?"

Sang Qianqian: "."

How did he know she didn't sleep last night.

She raised her eyes and sneered at him, "Who said I didn't sleep last night? I just got up earlier than you."

Afraid that I couldn't make this pot of soup, I got up at twelve o'clock and got busy. Although I slept less, I still slept.

Shen Hanyu didn't speak, but looking at her eyes, she seemed to be able to understand everything.

Sang Qianqian simply lowered her head to eat and ignored it.

After a meal, Shen Hanyu took the initiative to clean up the table and kitchen.

When he came out, Sang Qianqian was leaning against the door with a somewhat ambiguous smile, looking at him, "I've drank the soup, I've eaten the rice, why don't we talk?"

Shen Hanyu was slightly startled, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about how you lied to me."

Sang Qian smiled and said sternly: "Shen Hanyu, if you lie to me next time, what should you do?"

Shen Hanyu's heart sank.

He thought that the story he lied to her yesterday had already been turned over, but he didn't realize it, and was waiting for him here.

Can only coax softly, "I won't."

"I don't believe it." The girl curled her lips, "I don't trust you anymore."

Shen Hanyu looked at her coquettish look, her eyes were a little gentle, "Then what do you think?"

Sang Qianqian was waiting for his words, and said sternly: "If you lie to me again, then we will break up."

She said it so loudly that Shen Hanyu's breath sank a little, "I won't lie to you again."

His voice was low, obviously a little tense, even nervous: "I promise."

Looking at his appearance, Sang Qianqian felt a little soft in her heart, but more sour and uneasy.

I hope, I hope that the murderer can be caught as soon as possible, and never give Shen Hanyu another chance to lie to her next time.

Hopefully, she and Shen Hanyu will never repeat the same mistakes in their dreams

I just don't know if the murderer of this shooting has anything to do with the man behind the Sang family in the dream?

Is it the same person again?

After nine o'clock in the evening, Sang Minglang was busy in the new company, and Sang Qianqian pushed the door open and came in.

Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows, "Why did you come here? There is nothing to entertain you here."

"Brother, Sister Xiaoshuang, she is still waiting for you at your residence."

Sang Qian gently persuaded her, "You better go see her, she may really have something to look for you."

They have been waiting for her brother for three consecutive nights.

The key is to call her brother, but he doesn't answer, and even blocks his phone.

Sang Qianqian was also really speechless, "No matter what happened to you in the past, but people are so low-key now and just want to see you, why can't you go see her?"

"Why should I go to see her?"

Sang Minglang looked at the computer without raising his eyes, "Qianqian, you don't care about my affairs with her. You can't see that I don't want to have anything to do with her now?"

"You have a relationship with her when you see her?"

Sang Qianqian couldn't understand it either, so she took out the card that Ruan Xiaoshuang gave last time from her bag, "This is the card given to you by Sister Xiaoshuang, and there is a sum of money in it. She thought you were very poor and told you to eat well, If there is something you want to do, there is enough money in it as capital.”

She put the card directly on the table, "Sister Xiaoshuang said that the password is your birthday. If you want this card, give it back to her yourself."

Wait for Sang Qianqian to leave.

Sang Minglang's typing on the keyboard finally stopped.

His eyes fell on the card complicatedly, and he was silent for a long time.

In the end, I still picked it up, went downstairs and took a taxi, and went to the dilapidated community.

I'm really sorry, yesterday I brushed off the Taiwan Strait exercise. It's too late to write the manuscript when I remember it. I'll make it up in the third update. I won't be able to do it next time. The update will return to normal tonight~