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

Fang Lan pushed him away unceremoniously, "What do you know? Go aside and don't get in the way."

Guo Muyang really didn't understand, but he felt that there was no need for Shen Hanyu to read it again, it was pure self-torture.

He shook his head and sighed, sitting down beside him.

Shen Hanyu was originally standing, but after a while, he suddenly sat in front of the computer.

His bony fingers tapped the keyboard quickly and orderly.

Fang Lan's movements were not much slower than his.

The crackling sound continued for a while.

Fang Lan exclaimed happily: "I found it!!!"

Guo Muyang hurried over, and saw a red dot on the map on the computer screen, blinking non-stop.

He froze, "What did you find?"

"Where Miss Sang is."

Fang Lan zoomed in on the screen while talking, frowning slightly, "She is in an abandoned mental hospital, it should be between the twelfth and fourteenth floors."

Shen Hanyu had already got up, her thin lips were pursed into a line, her dark eyes were filled with desolate and cold darkness and coldness.

He strode out, Guo Muyang hurriedly followed, and did not forget to turn his head and ask Fang Lan: "How did you find Miss Sang?"

Fang Lan rubbed her fingers that were about to cramp, and exhaled: "Pupil."

Sang Qianqian fell to the ground, and when she looked up, her pupils clearly reflected the scene outside the window.

Sky, clouds, and a vague building.

It was with this building that they initially found Sang Qianqian's position.

Then, based on the angle, light and other series of data to replay and speculate, not only found the place where Sang Qianqian was, but also deduced the approximate floor where she was.

When the car was going to where Sang Qianqian was.

Shen Hanyu never said a word.

Guo Muyang was worried, and looked at Shen Hanyu through the rearview mirror.

There was no expression on his face, as if it was covered with thick frost, a glance would send a chill down the bottom of one's heart.

Guo Muyang still didn't dare to say anything.

Finally came to the abandoned mental hospital.

There was no one there, the windows in the building were broken, and weeds could be seen everywhere in the stone slabs.

There are only thirteen floors, and the weeds are a little less than other floors, and the corridor looks eerie.

Every room was empty.

But in one room, there were large bloodstains on the floor, and a small piece of dress was scattered.

This is the place where Sang Qianqian once stayed.

Shen Hanyu bent down slowly, picked up the piece of dress, held it tightly in his palm, his eyes were red.

"Cold protection!"

Guo Muyang suddenly shouted, "There are people here!"

At the end of the corridor, there is a dimly lit and messy stairwell.

A slender woman with blood all over her body and her long hair stained with blood, bruised and bruised, curled up in a corner naked.

Shen Hanyu squatted down, trembling hands, stroked the woman's shoulder very lightly, as if touching a piece of ice without temperature.

She should be, has been dead for a long time.

Shen Hanyu's hand suddenly retracted, and the scene in front of him collapsed as if the sky was falling apart.

There was no blood on his face, he was panting violently, and his eyes turned black.

Guo Muyang couldn't bear to look any longer, and said in a low voice, "Han Yu, I'll wait for you outside."

Shen Hanyu's eyes were red, his mouth was fishy and sweet, and there was blood silently spilling out of his lips.

His hands were shaking badly.

a long time.

He finally leaned over slowly, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hold the person on the ground in his arms.

Guo Muyang took people to a place a little further away to wait.

He didn't smoke at first, so he couldn't help asking a bodyguard for a cigarette at this moment. The fingers holding the cigarette were trembling, and he couldn't calm down.

Sang Qianqian is gone, what should Han Yu do?

Just as he was thinking this in his heart, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and a large ball of flames rose from the direction of the stairwell.

Guo Muyang was heartbroken and shouted: "Han Yu!!"

When Fa foot ran over, the stairwell was already full of flames, igniting raging flames!

Ambulances and police cars came roaring and galloping.

Numerous police officers looked dignifiedly around the building and carefully surveyed it for several days.

The media were astonished by this big battle, and after searching around, they found a shocking news.

Shen Hanyu, the president of Phoenix Technology Company, was seriously injured by an unidentified enemy bomb in Beijing, and died after being sent to the hospital.

Public opinion was surging, Phoenix's stock price plummeted, business was greatly affected, and partners were panicked.

As a last resort, Phoenix held a brief press conference in Beijing.

Guo Muyang, the former vice president, attended as the new president of Phoenix, looking very heavy and tired.

He acknowledged the authenticity of the media's report on Shen Hanyu's accident, and responded clearly to the unease and doubts of all partners.

Guo Muyang's ability in the industry is obvious to all.

What he said, coupled with the identity of the new president, is tantamount to the magic needle of Dinghai.

The company finally recovered some losses, and all aspects of business gradually stabilized.

On the day Guo Muyang brought Shen Hanyu's ashes back to Mingcheng, some media at the airport took a picture of him holding the ashes and looking sad.

Sang Qianqian stayed in Xie Shi'an's small courtyard for almost ten days.

It was almost equivalent to being imprisoned, and he couldn't go anywhere except this courtyard.

There is no mobile phone, no access to a computer, and no contact with the outside world at all.

Fortunately, there are some books on the bookshelf in the room, chatting to pass the time.

Xie Shi'an is now back to Ruan Cheng's side, very busy.

In the past ten days, he hadn't even visited her once.

The man in black guarding her didn't say a word to her.

No matter what Sang Qianqian said, they ignored it.

The servants who take care of her usually refuse to say a word to her except for the daily diet.

Looking at her eyes, it seems that she is some kind of scourge, and she should be avoided.

Sang Qianqian was very emotional, wondering if Ruan Cheng really sent the video of her being locked up to Shen Hanyu.

I don't know what Shen Hanyu is doing now.

Thinking of how worried Shen Hanyu should be about her now, Sang Qianqian felt sore in her heart.

However, she can't do anything now.

He could only force himself to calm down and wait for Xie Shi'an to appear again.

On the twelfth day, Xie Shi'an finally came.

When he stepped into the room, Sang Qianqian was sitting on the sofa by the window, reading a book with lowered eyes.

The warm light of the setting sun shone on her, giving her a sense of tranquility and warmth.

Xie Shi'an's footsteps stopped, his breathing became lighter, and the physical and mental exhaustion of the past few days seemed to be calmed down silently when he saw her.

Sang Qianqian didn't turn the pages of the book for a long time, as if she was fascinated by something.

The breeze blew past, making the pages of the book rattle, and she closed the book in her hand as if awakened from a dream.

When he got up, he saw Xie Shi'an who was a few steps away, looking at her with strangely complicated eyes.

Sang Qianqian sat back on the sofa, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, and poured two cups of tea.

She turned her head and said calmly, "Will you drink tea?"

Xie Shi'an was silent for a while, then walked over and sat down opposite her.

I didn't want to drink it at first, but the tea she brewed was exceptionally clear in color, with a faint fragrance lingering around her nose.

After all, Xie Shi'an picked up the teacup and took a sip, the aroma filled his tongue.

Sang Qianqian looked at him steadily, her voice was very soft.

"Shi'an, Shen Hanyu, how is he doing now?"