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

Sang Qianqian raised her eyes to see who she was bumping into, and blood rushed to the top of her head.

He woke up, but she was not surprised at the moment, but was angry and angry.

"Shen Hanyu, where are you going? Don't you die?"

With such a serious injury, the talent just woke up and was about to run out?

Seeing Sang Qianqian appear, Rong Ce heaved a sigh of relief, "Sister-in-law, Han Yu wants to go."

The words "looking for you" haven't had time to say.

Shen Hanyu has already said, "Go to the bathroom."

"Will President Rong help you to go to the bathroom?"

Sang Qianqian was very annoyed and glared at him. Her tone was the one used by a doctor to teach a patient, and she was very stern, "You are an injured person, what can you do?"

Rong Ce glanced at Shen Hanyu, the anger between his brows that was raging and wandering just now disappeared when he saw Sang Qianqian, and his tense face softened.

"What I'm saying is, I was going to help me just now, but he refused to let it go. He insisted on showing his strength."

Rong Ce replied with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you have to educate him well."

Shen Hanyu stared at him with a little warning in his eyes, "You can go."

"Yes, Mr. Shen." Rong Ce went away with a smile.

Sang Qianqian helped Shen Hanyu back to the bed, took a pillow, and put it on his back to make him lie down more comfortably.

Shen Hanyu's eyes fell on her, and it was like taking root for a moment, and he refused to move away at all.

He had only been in a coma for seven days. She seemed to have lost weight, her chin was sharper, and the dark circles under her eyes were heavy.

Before Rong Ce said that she had been guarding him these days, she probably hadn't slept well at all.

He looked at her deeply, "I just called you, why didn't you answer?"

"It's probably out of power."

Sang Qianqian pulled the quilt for him, turned around to get the phone in her bag, and saw that it was turned off.

She charged the battery and turned it on, only to realize that Shen Hanyu had called her four times and said with a smile, "My phone was originally half-battery, and it was probably turned off by you."

"I thought you and your family returned to Yuecheng." Shen Hanyu's voice was low.

Sang Qian was slightly startled, and her voice softened a bit, "How could it be? I'm just going to see my dad off. My brother is not busy with the branch office in Mingcheng, and there is no one in Yuecheng. The project is very urgent, and my dad can't go so fast. He originally wanted to wait for you to wake up before going back."

Shen Hanyu's dangling heart suddenly settled down.

Just as he was about to say something, his cell phone rang, and it was Sang Minglang's call, "Awake?"

Shen Hanyu: "Wake up."

"Call me several times to find Qian Qian?"

Sang Minglang immediately guessed the purpose of Shen Hanyu's call to himself, "I went to the hospital to pick up Qianqian after a meeting in the afternoon. The phone has been silent. I just drove and didn't pay attention."

He paused, "I've sent Qianqian back to the hospital, see?"

"I see." Shen Hanyu glanced at the girl beside him, "Thank you eldest brother."

His name is Big Brother Sang Minglang now, and his name is very smooth.

Sang Qianqian looked sideways at Shen Hanyu, a little surprised: "Did you call my brother? You wouldn't call my dad, would you?"

Otherwise, how could she say something like she thought she would go back to Yuecheng with her family.

Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment, and he did not deny it, but acquiesced.

Sang Qianqian's thoughts were complicated, and after a while, she said, "You are still injured, how could I leave you?"

Shen Han Yutong's eyes were dark and he looked at her silently.

In the dream, she left him. However, he cannot say.

Sang Qianqian held his hand lightly, "Take care of your injury, don't think about it."

Shen Hanyu wrapped her weak and boneless hand in the palm of his hand, and whispered, "Have your dad express the household registration book? Or, should I arrange for someone to pick it up?"

Sang Qian was silent for two seconds, "I told my dad today, he will send it when he goes back."

The last time I went to Yuecheng to propose a marriage, Sang Qianqian was going to go home to get the household registration book so that she and Shen Hanyu could get the certificate in Mingcheng.

She remembered that she had put the household registration book in the box, but when she got to Mingcheng, she couldn't find it.

When she called home and asked, she said that the household registration book had fallen on the sofa in her bedroom and was covered by a pillow.

Sang Qianqian wanted to call her father and ask her to send the household registration book.

Sang Minglang said lightly, "What's the hurry, what's the matter with Shen Hanyu waiting? It's only ten days away from the wedding. In these ten days, if you regret it, you can leave at any time, but if you lead After the proof, you are tied to Shen Hanyu, and it is not that easy to separate."

Sang Qianqian didn't listen to him at the time, so she continued to call, but Sang Minglang robbed the phone.

"Isn't Dad coming to Mingcheng in a few days? Wouldn't it be alright to ask Dad to bring it over then? This is the household registration book. What should I do if I lose it?"

Sang Qianqian thought about it too, and then specially told his father to remember to bring the household registration book when he came to Mingcheng.

Who would have thought that her father left in such a hurry that he forgot about it, so that she and Shen Hanyu had already had their wedding, but they still haven't received the certificate.

However, the wedding was not finished.

Strictly speaking, at this moment, they may not be considered husband and wife.

The orange sunset outside the window has completely dimmed.

The autumn evening wind was a little cool, and it blew in through the window with a little slit, and the curtains fluttered slightly.

There is a little fresh coolness in it, with the sweet fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry."

The lights in the ward were not turned on, and it seemed very quiet in the dusk, and Shen Hanyu's hoarse and apologetic voice was strangely clear, "I couldn't give you a complete and beautiful wedding."

It should have been the happiest moment in her life, but instead, it became a shadow over her head, perhaps a memory that she would not dare to recall for the rest of her life.

"It has nothing to do with you." Sang Qianqian's heart was soft and sour, "Han Yu, it's all over."

"I'm injured. It's similar to your dream, but it's definitely not exactly the same."

Shen Hanyu stared at her, "The results of the police investigation have come out. This matter should end here. Don't think too much."

There is no need to tell Sang Qianqian of doubts about Xie Shi'an.

If it was Xie Shi'an, he would make him pay enough.

But these are matters between him and Xie Shi'an. He doesn't want to, nor will he involve her.

Sang Qianqian understood the meaning of Shen Hanyu's words.

He was telling her that there was no need to worry about this shooting, and he and she would never go to the dream.

But how could she not be worried.

Shots, serious injuries, and how close that bullet was to the heart.

Everything coincided with the strange coincidence of the dream.

Sang Qianqian smiled reluctantly, "I know. I won't think about it too much, so do you. Get better soon."

Shen Hanyu looked at her, unable to tell what was different about the girl in front of her.

But an instinctive, sharp intuition reminded him that something was wrong with Sang Qianqian.

Sang Qianqian obviously didn't want to continue this topic, she gently pulled out her hand from his palm and stood up, "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

The soft warmth in his palm was instantly empty, and so was Shen Hanyu's heart.

With dark eyes, he grabbed her wrist and said coldly, "Qianqian. Do you want to break up with me?"