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

191 He Pulled Her Into His Arms

Shen Hanyu arrived at Bailing Mountain.

Fang Lan was waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel. She laughed as she said, “You’re too late. Miss Sang has already entered the man’s room, and they’ve been in there for nearly an hour. Do you think they already…”

Shen Hanyu’s breathing visibly became heavier as soon as he heard this.

It was like the coldness emitted by the glaciers of an extremely cold place, and also like the cold light of a sharp sword that was suddenly unsheathed. It was cold, terrifying, and intimidating.

Fang Lan shut her mouth subconsciously and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

“Room 603, Shen Hanyu. Good luck!”

Just as Shen Hanyu was about to enter the hotel lobby, a car behind him screeched to a halt.

Sang Minglang came out from the car and strode over. “Shen Hanyu, don’t go and look for my sister. I’ll go.”

Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes looked at Sang Minglang quietly.

Sang Minglang was slightly shocked and felt his head throb again. “If my sister and Xie Shi’an really did something, it’s useless even if you go. If they didn’t do anything, your appearance will only make things worse, and our previous arrangements will be meaningless.”

He patted Shen Hanyu’s shoulder. “Find a place and wait for me. I’ll bring my sister over later. Don’t say anything to her and just watch from afar.”

Sang Minglang hurriedly went upstairs. He was practically banging on the door, not stopping.

The door quickly opened and Sang Qianqian appeared at the door, her face a little pale.

Seeing Sang Minglang, she was stunned.

Sang Minglang sized her up. Her clothes and hair weren’t messy, but she didn’t look too good.

He pushed Sang Qianqian away and pushed the door open with all his might. With a dark expression, he walked in. “Xie Shi’an, get the f*ck out.”

Sang Qianqian pulled him back with all her might. “Brother, what are you doing? Shi’an is asleep, don’t wake him up.”

Sang Minglang swept his eyes across the bed. There was no one.

He turned her head and saw Xie Shi’an leaning on his side on a single-seater sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed. Thankfully, his clothes were neat and tidy.

Sang Minglang heaved a sigh of relief and asked Sang Qianqian with a cold face, “What are you doing in Xie Shi’an’s room?”

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips. “We were just chatting.”

Sang Minglang’s expression was one of speechlessness, “Then you must be quite a chatterbox, to even make people fall asleep.”

Sang Qianqian pushed him out and closed the door, before saying, “Anyway, what are you doing here?”

“You still have the nerve to ask me why I’m here? You said you were out with your department colleagues, so why is there only Xie Shi’an?”

Sang Minglang pinched her cheeks and pulled them to the sides. “You still dare to lie to me? You’re really capable nowadays, huh!”

He used quite a bit of force, causing Sang Qianqian’s face to wrinkle in pain. She cried out in dissatisfaction, “Brother! Let go, it hurts!”

“Only this pain can properly discipline you. Let’s see if you dare to lie to me again next time!”

Sang Minglang snorted and finally let go of her.

Sang Qianqian covered her face, still feeling a little guilty. “Brother, how did you know that I was lying?”

“I, your brother, have heaven’s eyes! Of course I’d see it.”

Sang Minglang glared at her, “Coming to a man’s room in the middle of the night, aren’t you afraid? Do you know how many red lights I sped through just to find you?”

Sang Qianqian was speechless. She was touched, but she felt that her brother was overreacting.

“I was supposed to have dinner with your Sister Xiaoshuang tonight.”

Sang Minglang said, “Now, I haven’t even had dinner yet. It’s your treat later!”

Hearing the words “Sister Xiaoshuang”, Sang Qianqian’s eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, but she still smiled. “Sure, I’ll treat you.”

She was still curious and asked, “Brother, how did you know that Xie Shi’an and I were here?”

Sang Minglang raised his brows, “You really think I don’t know your colleagues? I’m telling you, I have a spy by your side. Next time, don’t try to lie to your brother, or it won’t be as simple as treating me to a meal.”

Sang Qianqian thought to herself, ‘I didn’t know Brother could contact my colleagues in secret.’

She had made a mistake this time.

After the meal, Sang Minglang had no intention of going back to rest. “I heard that the bar here isn’t bad. Since you’ve already treated me to a meal, buy me a drink, too.”

Sang Qianqian had no choice but to agree. There were quite a few people in the bar, and the environment was very elegant.

Outside the glass walls, a row of ancient colored lights reflected the white snow and the faint mountain view in the distance.

The lights in the bar were dim, but it was bright outside. It was nice to sit inside and enjoy the snow.

Sang Qianqian sat down for a long time before her eyes adjusted to the darkness. As she chatted with her brother, she looked around inadvertently, and her expression changed.

Not far away, Fang Lan must have been watching her for a while. When their eyes met, she raised her glass to toast her with a mysterious smile on her face.

On the sofa beside her sat a tall man with a glass of wine in his hand. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

However, Sang Qianqian could still tell at a glance that it was Shen Hanyu. They didn’t seem to be having a party just by themselves. They had a few friends with them.

Fang Lan stood up with a glass of wine in one hand and chatted with her friends. She put her other hand on Shen Hanyu’s shoulder and turned around to look at Sang Qianqian. She winked at her with a smile.

Shen Hanyu was either deep in thought or used to Fang Lan’s actions, but he didn’t react at all.

Sang Qianqian hurriedly retracted her gaze. “Brother, can you drink faster?”

She was a little restless and only wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Sang Minglang did not look back, so he naturally did not know what was happening.

He had promised Shen Hanyu he would bring his sister over, so he sipped his wine calmly. “What’s the hurry? Let’s sit here for a while.”

From where Sang Qianqian was sitting, she could see the situation on Fang Lan and Shen Hanyu’s side as soon as she looked up.

...

At this moment, Fang Lan was whispering something into Shen Hanyu’s ear. The two of them looked very intimate.

Sang Qianqian’s heart seemed to be clenched by something, and it hurt so much that it felt like she was suffocating.

She thought that she could really let it go, but in the end, she couldn’t handle watching another woman being so close to him.

She stood up abruptly. “Brother, I’m going to the washroom.”

Without waiting for Sang Minglang to say anything, she strode off.

In the bathroom, Sang Qianqian’s face was pale as she leaned against the door, her eyes closed as she took a deep breath.

After a long while, her chaotic state of mind finally calmed down a little.

Sang Qianqian only came out after she estimated that her brother had almost finished his glass of wine.

A familiar figure was leaning against the shadow of the corridor. He had a dark aura and gave people an incomprehensible sense of oppression.

Sang Qianqian’s nerves tensed up. Why was he here? Was he accompanying Fang Lan to the washroom?

She lowered her head and quickly walked forward.

...

When she passed by the man, he didn’t seem to be looking at her.

However, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Sang Qianqian smelled the strong scent of alcohol. When she looked up in a panic, she met the man’s dark and drunken eyes.