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

273 Shen Hanyu’s Embarrassment

Sang Qianqian’s words were like a bolt of lightning on a clear day, causing Shen Hanyu’s heart to skip a beat.

She knew? When did she find out?

The few people who knew the truth quickly flashed through his mind. No, they could not have told Sang Qianqian the truth.

As for the Zhen family, she had no way of coming into contact with them. Even if she did, his illness was still a secret of the Zhen family that could not be spoken of.

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Although the search for a doctor was widely announced, the excuse was that they were looking for a doctor for a nephew from Old Lady Zhen’s maternal family, not for Shen Hanyu.

As for the doctors who came to see him, they didn’t know his true identity at all. Even if they did, the Zhen family wouldn’t let them say anything outside.

So how on earth did Sang Qianqian know?

“Did you really think that your plan was flawless and that you could keep me in the dark? Did you really think that I asked Uncle Shen to go to Yuecheng and get the betrothal gift just so I could break up with you?”

When Sang Qianqian saw that he was not saying anything, she was angry and her heart ached. “To tell you the truth, when I returned to Yuecheng back then, it was all just part of a plan I made. I already knew everything about you from Uncle Shen and Mr. Chen! Shen Hanyu, if you wanted to break up with me, why didn’t you do it earlier? If you wanted to break up with me, why did you chase after me? You want to break up after going through such great lengths for me?”

The grievances that had accumulated for too long poured out like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

The more she spoke, the sadder and more agitated she became. Tears fell from her eyes. “So in your eyes, I’m not even as good as Fang Lan. You’d rather tell Fang Lan than me about such a big thing. You can tell Fang Lan anything, but you can’t tell me. Fang Lan can be with you, but I can’t? Shen Hanyu, have you ever thought about my feelings?”

Shen Hanyu couldn’t stand her teary eyes and looked away.

He said in a low voice, “Since you already know, all the more you shouldn’t have come to see me. Sang Qianqian, I can’t give you what you want, so don’t-”

Don’t come looking for me again.

However, he didn’t even have the chance to say it.

That was because Sang Qianqian, who had reached her limit, suddenly reached out to hold his face and pressed her soft lips against Shen Hanyu’s.

Shen Hanyu’s nerves were tense, and his body was stiff.

At first, he tried to push her away, but she hugged his neck and refused to let go, kissing him without any pattern.

Her familiar scent filled his nostrils as her cold tears fell on his face. They seemed to set him on fire wherever they passed, and they were so hot that Shen Hanyu’s heart was trembling.

Under her unreasonable pestering, Shen Hanyu’s rationality was slowly collapsing. He didn’t know what he was doing, but he instinctively held her waist and turned her around, searching for the taste that made him fall for her.

When he finally let go of Sang Qianqian, she was already sitting on Shen Hanyu’s lap and in his arms.

The confusion in Shen Hanyu’s eyes faded a little. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in his arms.

Her lips were red and her face was like a cloud of smoke. She leaned on his chest and panted. Her eyes were wet from crying and she was looking at him with bright eyes.

“You really don’t like me anymore? You don’t love me that much? You don’t want to be with me anymore?”

Sang Qianqian’s lips curled into a smile. She was in a surprisingly good mood. “Shen Hanyu, do you know how long you’ve been kissing me?” she asked.

She stood up, looked at her phone, and said in all seriousness, “13 minutes.”

If it weren’t for the fact that she couldn’t breathe and was worried that Shen Hanyu’s legs wouldn’t be able to take it, she wouldn’t have forcefully stopped the kiss. She would probably continue to indulge in it.

For the first time in his life, Shen Hanyu felt what it was like to be in a difficult situation.

His usual calmness and ease shattered to the ground, and his handsome face was actually blushing slightly.

However, Sang Qianqian refused to let him off and deliberately said, “If you don’t like me, why did you kiss me for such a long time? Moreover, your girlfriend is still out there. Shen Hanyu, you really have no moral bottom line. I’ve really misjudged you in the past.”

She blinked her clear eyes and revealed a mischievous look. “You said I was messing around earlier, but now you’re even more of a troublemaker than I am. Do you believe that I’ll tell your girlfriend right now and make you suffer?”

Shen Hanyu finally looked up at her quietly.

His gaze was still calm and cold, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a gentleness that he himself had never noticed.

He said indifferently, “You can go if you want to.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Sang Qianqian was deep in thought. “It seems like you and Fang Lan are not a couple at all?”

Shen Hanyu pursed his lips and remained silent.

“So you’re lying to me again?”

Sang Qianqian smiled, but it did not reach her eyes. “Shen Hanyu, you’ve lied to me time and time again. Doesn’t your conscience hurt? Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot. From the moment you decided to keep me in the dark, you’ve already lost your conscience.”

Shen Hanyu was speechless.

Why didn’t he realize before that she was so unforgiving?

“I’ll slowly settle this score with you in the future.”

Sang Qianqian stretched out her hand, her face tensed up. “Give me your phone now.”

Shen Hanyu had no idea what she was going to do, but he still handed her the phone.

Sang Qianqian opened his screen and entered a certain social media application. Just as she was about to enter her name, she realized that the two words “Qianqian” were in the list.

He didn’t block her. She was still in his friend list, and she was still at the top.

So he had seen all the messages she had sent him, but pretended not to?

“Shen Hanyu, you’re good.”

Sang Qianqian was so angry. “You hid behind the screen and watched me pour out all my grievances to you like a tree hole, but you just hardened your heart and refused to give me any response. Is this game fun to you?”

Shen Hanyu’s thin lips were pursed into a line, and he didn’t say a word.

Sang Qianqian took a deep breath. Calm down. She told herself to calm down.

At that time, Shen Hanyu was determined to break up with her, so how could he have responded to her?

Sang Qianqian held back her anger and was about to exit the chat when she suddenly had an idea and opened the chat.

The last message she had sent him was the one from this afternoon, telling him that she was back.

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The previous message was one she had sent him on Christmas Eve during her time in Europe.

[Why am I so lucky today? I actually received a Christmas present.]

[A very cute and rich Santa Claus gave it to me.]

She had a vague guess in her mind.

That night, she had sent a message to Shen Hanyu, saying that she would not be able to see the fireworks show and she didn’t receive any Christmas gifts.

Not long after, a fireworks show went on for half an hour in front of her apartment. When she returned to the hotel, she received an expensive necklace from a man dressed as Santa Claus, saying that the hotel’s luckiest guest had given that to her.

She had once suspected that it was too much of a coincidence and thought that she was really lucky. But now…

Perhaps it wasn’t a coincidence at all, but it was Shen Hanyu’s doing!