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

   Chapter 1 Horror Nightmare

   "Miss, that is, is—"

   Uncle Zhong, the old housekeeper, suddenly pointed forward and stammered, his voice was extremely horrified.

  Sang Qianqian raised his head and saw that in the twilight morning light, on the top floor of the seven-storey villa of the Sang Family Manor, a figure like a broken kite fell rapidly, hitting the ground heavily.

   Blood splattered everywhere, Sang Qianqian's rushing footsteps froze suddenly, and the sky was dark for a while.

  Her world suddenly collapsed at this moment.

"dad!!"

   Heart-piercing cries resounded through the quiet manor in the early morning, startling the birds in the garden.

  Sang Qianqian staggered towards him, her legs softened, and she knelt down in front of her father, Sang Pengcheng, crying bitterly.

   "Miss, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it, so I took this road. The group owes a huge debt, and the capital chain is broken,"

  Uncle Zhong burst into tears, "Yesterday, the master was on the phone and his voice was hoarse, but there is no bank or company that is willing to lend money to help the master tide over the difficulties..."

  Sang Qianqian's tears gushed out like broken beads, his liver and intestines were cramping, and he almost fainted.

   Yesterday, her father suddenly called her and said that she had remitted money to let her live a good life abroad. She knew that her father must be hiding something from her.

   She bought a plane ticket to return home overnight, but in the end, she was still a step late.

  Sang Qianqian was sobbing and choked: "The group has been operating well, how could the capital chain suddenly break?"

   "It's all Shen Hanyu's fault. He set a trap for the Sang family. He deliberately targeted the Sang family and made the Sang family so miserable!"

   Uncle Zhong's voice became agitated, "All of this is caused by Shen Hanyu. He returned to Mingcheng this time to get revenge on the Sang family!"

   Shen Han Yu, Shen Han Yu.

The three words    were awakened from the depths of distant memory, is it him, is he back?

  The sound of steady footsteps came, and someone vaguely walked over to her.

  Sang raised her head shallowly, and through her hazy tears, she saw a man.

   A well-tailored black suit, exuding a cold air from head to toe, a man with a strangely handsome face but a strangely cold eyes, was looking down at her quietly.

   This person, she knows, but doesn't seem to know.

   He is not the handsome young man with black pants and white shirts in her memory.

   He is the one that Uncle Zhong said. After leaving Mingcheng for a few years, he returned to Mingcheng for life and death, and wanted to avenge the Shen family, the founder of Phoenix, the world's communications giant, Shen Hanyu.

   Not far behind Shen Hanyu, stood Uncle Zhong, who was stopped by several black-clothed bodyguards and could not come over.

   "Miss," Uncle Zhong wiped away his tears and looked strangely sad, "Sang's house is now his."

   All the assets under the Sang family's name have been seized and auctioned, even the old house is no exception. The buyer is Shen Hanyu.

   But in a short period of time, the Sang family has become a different person.

   The industry that has been painstakingly managed by generations of people, the reputation of the Sang family in the business world, has all been destroyed and turned to dust.

  Sang Qianqian got up slowly, her huge grief and prolonged crying made her dizzy and almost fell.

  The man reached out and supported her at the right time, his arms were steady and strong.

   She pushed him away with a pale face, gritted her teeth: "Why? Why did you do this to my father?"

  The man stared at her expressionlessly, with a pair of black eyes that were dark and bottomless, like a secluded pool of broken ice floating in winter, and his voice was extremely low: "Why don't you ask yourself?"

  Sang Qianqian was stunned, almost forgotten childhood and old things came to mind little by little, and she instantly fell into an ice cave.

   Many years ago, she liked Shen Hanyu, but Shen Hanyu rejected her confession.

   Angrily, she called her father and cried. In order to vent her anger, her father forced Shen Hanyu to drop out of school and leave Mingcheng, and used means to bankrupt the Shen family company.

   Shen Hanyu's father was greatly stimulated and died soon after a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and Shen Hanyu disappeared.

   Who would have thought that now Shen Hanyu, who has become a business giant, would return to Ming City and return what he used to the Sang family and the Shen family several times.

   So in the end, it was her who killed her father and the Sang family?

  Sang Qian said in a trembling voice: "So, you took revenge on the Sang family because of me?"

   The man looked down at her, his dark eyes filled with indescribable meaning.

   "Sang Qianqian," he said word by word, "I've been looking for you for a long time."

  The man's voice was extremely low, but it was frosty and cold. Hearing it in Sang Qianqian's ears, she felt a shudder of fear.

   Has he been looking for her for a long time?

   Because he couldn't find her, he couldn't get revenge on her, so he vented all his hatred on the Sang family?

   "What happened back then was because I was sorry for you."

  Sang Qianqian burst into tears, "Shen Hanyu, the person you hate is me, you shouldn't, shouldn't..."

   When the words came to her mouth, she choked up and couldn't continue.

   Why not? Shouldn't the Sang family be implicated, and her father should not be killed?

   But back then, the Sang family treated the Shen family like this!

  Sang Qianqian was in a daze, feeling like she was having a nightmare.

   But her father's cold and stiff body, and the dark bloodstains on the ground, all reminded her that this was not a dream, but a cruel, **** reality.

   She wanted to say something, but couldn't. She wanted to cry, as if her heart was blocked by a boulder, and she couldn't even make a sound.

  Sang Qianqian's body trembled so badly that she fainted in front of her eyes.

  …

When    woke up again, her people, for some reason, ended up in prison.

   Across the thick visiting glass, Sang Qianqian saw Wen Xu in a prison uniform with shackles on his hands.

  Wen Xu is the closest person to her besides her father and brother. They played from childhood to adulthood, and Wen Xu called her Sister Qian.

   They are not siblings, they are like siblings.

   The heroic young man with clear facial features and high spirits in his memory is now haggard, his brows are filled with despair and sadness, his eyes are like ashes that have been extinguished, and there is no anger at all.

Wen Xu was originally the boss of a film and television company, but he was set up to be involved in a **** scandal. Not to mention his reputation, he was also punished by the court for several crimes such as illegal business operations and tax evasion, and was sentenced to 18 years in prison. Billions in fines were imposed, and the company went completely bankrupt.

   The only person who can make Wen Xu so miserable can only be Shen Hanyu.

  Besides him, no one could make the Sangwen family push the wall down overnight.

  Sang Qianqian came out of prison and went directly to Shen Hanyu's company. She wanted to beg him to let Wen Xu go, no matter what the cost.

   But she failed to see Shen Hanyu, but was forcibly sent to the lunatic asylum by several men in black.

   "Mr. Shen doesn't want to see you."

Someone spoke to her, her face was blurred in the misty smoke, her face could not be seen clearly, but her tone was cruel: "Sang Qianqian, you can spend the rest of your life here, this is considered President Shen's treatment of you. Last mercy."

   But that was not kindness, it was torture even more terrifying than Ling Chi.

   On a night of thunder and lightning, Sang Qianqian embarked on the same tragic ending as her father: jumping down from the thirteenth floor of the mental hospital, blood splashed in the rainy night, and she could not rest her eyes...

  …

  Sang Qianqian abruptly turned over and sat up, the intense fear grabbed her heart.

   She was panting rapidly, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, and there was still a terrifying scene in her dream.

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  1v1, Shuangjie, super pet, chasing wife

The beginning of    is just suspense, and the male protagonist is super affectionate. The heroine is growing up, and the little cutie I like is a lot of collections and votes to support wow, thank you~~

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