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

Maybe even earlier.

From knowing why Sang Qianqian wanted to break up with him, from Sang Minglang telling him the dream Sang Qianqian had.

Shen Hanyu has already started to plan the future response.

He knew earlier than Sang Qianqian that the real murderer of the shooting was Cui Yao.

However, because of the agreement with Sang Minglang, he promised him, unless Sang Minglang took the initiative to seek help and would not intervene in their actions in the capital.

So Shen Hanyu has been waiting patiently.

Until Sang Minglang submitted key video evidence to the police.

Originally, Shen Hanyu wanted to wait until the results of the police investigation came out before attacking the Ruan family.

But Sang Qianqian was suspended because of the video, and almost had an accident again, so the plan was brought forward.

The only thing Shen Hanyu didn't expect was Sang Minglang's disappearance so quickly.

It stands to reason that Sang Minglang has already responded adequately, and it is unlikely that an accident will happen.

However, no one expected that the hand Ruan Cheng played was Ruan Xiaoshuang.

Sang Minglang was willing to fall into this trap.

"I went to Ruan's house before, but Ruan Cheng denied that he picked up my brother."

Sang Qianqian was worried in her heart, "When he arrives at the police station, will he be like last time, and nothing happens in the end?"

Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment, "Yes."

If possible, he didn't want to hit Sang Qianqian either.

But she will know the result tomorrow at the latest.

The surveillance video on the roof of Sang's house, Shen Hanyu has submitted to the police.

However, there is no evidence to prove that the plane was the plane of Ruan's family, and there is no way to prove that Ruan Cheng had someone send such a text message to Sang Minglang.

Ruan Cheng's identity is there, there is not enough conclusive evidence, the police can't detain Ruan Cheng for too long.

Sang Qianqian looked a little sad.

So the whereabouts of my brother are still unknown.

Could it be true that, like in the dream, my brother will always disappear without any news?

"Brother will be fine."

Shen Hanyu comforted her in a warm voice, "I will find out his whereabouts as soon as possible. In my dream, didn't he wait until I went to pick him up?"

Sang Qianqian's face suddenly paled.

In the dream, my brother did live until Shen Hanyu came to pick him up.

But at the end of the dream, it was a tragic tragedy of car crash and death.

Not only brother, but also Shen Hanyu.

Sang Qianqian clenched her fingers unconsciously and stood up abruptly.

She tried to keep her voice calm, "Shen Hanyu, let's go. I don't need you to find my brother's whereabouts, I will find my brother."

After she finished speaking, she turned her back and didn't look at Shen Hanyu.

Inside the house, there was no response for a while.

However, a pair of solid and powerful arms were wrapped around her waist, and Shen Hanyu embraced her from behind.

"Qianqian, do you know how I feel without you around?"

The man buried his chin in the hair on her shoulder, and his voice was hoarse, "Life is better than death."

Sang Qianqian's heart trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"My brother and I are both confident to change the outcome. But if it really can't be changed,"

Shen Hanyu turned her body around, raised her chin lightly with slender and powerful fingers, and looked at her with low eyes.

"Qianqian, there is nothing to be afraid of death, what I am afraid of is that you are not by my side."

His eyes were like a deep pool, very dark and deep. During this time, in front of Sang Qianqian, he tried his best to hide his forbearance.

At this moment, it seems that the restraint has been completely lost, and it is terrifyingly surging.

Sang Qianqian seemed to have fallen into a monstrous wave, dizzy for a while.

"Shen Hanyu, why do you do it, me."

"Let's face it together. Qianqian, don't be afraid, and don't leave me."

Shen Hanyu's low voice was a promise and a plea.

Sang Qianqian's heart seemed to be choked, she couldn't speak, and the tears couldn't stop rolling down.

He held her face, his cool lips fell gently, kissing the tears on her face little by little.

The cold tears, mixed with the fragrance of her hair and the sweetness between her teeth, are the long-cherished taste of Shen Hanyu.

Twilight silently enveloped the room, and the ambiguous silence was punctuated by a slight sob.

Covetousness, sinking, wandering around.

Outside the door, Aunt Zhao knocked on the door, "Miss Sang, the meal is ready. Why didn't I look at Mr. Shen? Did he go back to the next courtyard?"

Sang Qianqian's drowsy sanity was pulled back a little, and she stretched out her hand to push Shen Hanyu's chest.

Shen Hanyu finally let go of her reluctantly.

The girl's eyes were red, her lips were red, her eyes were blurred, and she leaned against him weakly.

Shen Hanyu felt that his heart was so soft that it was about to melt.

Months of torment have finally come to an end.

When he took Sang Qianqian's hand downstairs.

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a while, and then she raised her eyebrows, "Are Mr. Shen and Miss Sang reconciled?"

The blush on Sang Qianqian's face that had faded a little, climbed up again, like dyed clouds.

"How did Aunt Zhao know about our relationship?" she asked Shen Hanyu in a low voice.

Aunt Zhao, with sharp ears, heard it and explained with a smile, "Last time when Miss Sang was sick with a fever, Mr. Sang had an entertainment and couldn't come back at night. It was Mr. Shen who came to watch for the night, and I just found out."

Sang Qian was slightly startled, was it Shen Hanyu who guarded her all night?

So that night was not her illusion, the person beside her was really him

Wait for the two of them to be seated.

Aunt Zhao quickly brought them food and said with a smile, "Sir, ma'am, take it easy."

Sang Qianqian: "."

Although they had indeed been married long ago, hearing this wife suddenly made her ears turn red.

After eating, Shen Hanyu wanted to stay for a while.

However, Sang Qianqian refused to let him go back to the next courtyard to rest first.

Back in the room, Sang Qianqian sat silently for a while, then called her brother's cell phone again.

Still can't connect.

There is no whereabouts of my brother, and the future is uncertain.

Sang Qianqian didn't know if she was right or wrong when she reunited with Shen Hanyu.

It was as if a lead stone had fallen in my heart, heavy and uneasy, uneasy.

The phone rang, and it was a message from Shen Hanyu.

"Qianqian, don't forget what I said. We will face everything together, and we will go through life and death together. But believe me, the tragedy in the dream will never happen again."

Words are sonorous and powerful, steady and firm.

Sang Qianqian's heart softened and she couldn't help but want to cry again.

After a long time, his fingers trembled slightly, and he went back: "Okay."

As Shen Hanyu expected, Ruan Cheng left the police station early the next morning due to insufficient evidence.

Sang Minglang was like this, completely lost his news and lost his whereabouts.

As the biggest suspect, Ruan Cheng, in this disappearance case, successfully left himself clean.

Sang Qianqian didn't intend to tell her father about her brother.

But he suddenly disappeared from the office building, even if Sang Qianqian wanted to hide it, he couldn't hide it.

Sang Pengcheng came to the capital from Yuecheng early the next morning and learned that Sang Minglang was missing, and even the police could not investigate.

Sang Pengcheng was overshadowed by old tears.

He used all the people he could use to inquire about Sang Minglang's whereabouts.

But Shen Hanyu couldn't find any news, how could he find it?