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

Sang Qianqian was stunned for a few seconds, somewhat doubting that she heard wrongly.

She hurriedly pulled out a bath towel to dry herself. Before she could put on her clothes and open the door, the door was pushed open.

Both of them were stunned. Sang Qianqian hurriedly covered her towel with her hands. He, why did he come in like this?

Shen Hanyu's eyes slowly passed over Sang Qianqian's body. The girl looked at a loss, her long wet hair was disheveled, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and her beautiful face was stained with water drops or tears.

He walked slowly to Sang Qianqian, his brows were cold and solemn as peaks, and his eyes were so dark that they couldn't be removed.

Sang Qianqian's heart sank, so did he already know what happened?

Has Ruan Xiaodie sent him the video or photo?

Things happened too suddenly and beyond the ability of ordinary people to accept. Sang Qianqian still couldn't fully sort out her emotions.

She hadn't even thought about how to explain it to Shen Hanyu. She thought that Shen Hanyu would have to be in the southwest for at least a few days before he could come back, and she still had plenty of time.

"Hanyu, you, me."

Sang Qianqian originally wanted to ask Shen Hanyu if he already knew, but felt it was inappropriate.

She wanted to tell him what happened to her at Xie's house last night, but she didn't know how to tell him.

For the first time, she was a little incoherent in front of Shen Hanyu. The more anxious she became, the less she knew what to say.

However, Shen Hanyu didn't ask anything. He stretched out his hands to wrap her tightly around her and held her in his arms.

"Don't cry."

His voice was unusually low and hoarse, and the strength he held her in his arms was so heavy that Sang Qianqian could hardly breathe, and the bones in her back hurt from his pressure.

"Hanyu, me."

Sang Qianqian tried her best to raise her face in his arms, trying to tell him that she was not crying. Her face was filled with water droplets that had not been wiped off from the shower, not tears.

"No need to say it."

But Shen Hanyu didn't let her speak, and whispered in a comforting tone: "I know everything."

Sang Qianqian: "."

I really want to ask him what he knows.

But seeing that Shen Hanyu didn't seem to want to elaborate on the matter, Sang Qianqian didn't say any more.

"Then, you go out first, I will change my clothes and come out."

She was only wrapped in a bath towel now. She had just been hugged so tightly by Shen Hanyu, and the bath towel was so loose that it would have fallen off if she hadn't held it tightly.

Shen Hanyu looked at her deeply, as if to make sure that she was fine, and then slowly let go of her.

He turned around to leave, but then turned back and saw that Sang Qianqian was still looking over at her. He walked back to Sang Qianqian, put his big palm on her head, and rubbed it gently, not caring about her at this moment. Her hair was wet, with water droplets dripping down.

"Don't think too much, it's not your fault."

There was a hint of gentleness in his low voice, "Change your clothes and come out quickly. I'll be waiting for you."

This sentence "Don't think too much, it's not your fault" made Sang Qianqian stunned for a moment.

Is this comforting her?

So he should really know everything, right?

That's all, I will explain Xie Shi'an's matter clearly to him.

Also, she had to tell him about her pregnancy.

Thinking of this, Sang Qianqian gently stroked her belly. This child should be one and a half months old now.

When Sang Qianqian packed up and came out, she saw Shen Hanyu standing in front of the bedroom window, looking out the window silently.

Looking from Sang Qianqian's perspective, the man's profile is sharp and angular, and his eyebrows are extremely cold and stern, as if the long-lasting frost and cold air of the cold ancient pool are enveloping him, which is intimidating.

It had been a long time since she had seen Shen Hanyu like this.

Sang Qianqian walked over gently, and Shen Hanyu looked back after hearing the sound, but the cold air had silently subsided, and his eyes were so deep and dark that it was impossible to tell his emotions.

"Let's go to the hospital to see your brother."

Shen Hanyu said in a deep voice, "Mingcheng Medical University is the school where you studied. There is a very famous professor of brain science. I have asked someone to contact him. I will take your brother back to Mingcheng in a few days. treat."

Of course Sang Qianqian knew that expert, and it was said that he was also from Mingcheng.

When he was young, he worked in Beijing for many years and was once known as the "Master of Brain Disease" in the medical field. The doctor who performed the surgery on Sang Minglang this time could be regarded as the disciple and grandson of this old expert in terms of seniority.

However, this old expert had retired to his hometown in Mingcheng a few years ago. Now, although he holds the title of professor at the university, he rarely appears in the university. He only enjoys his old age at home. In recent years, there has been little news about this old man. .

"Will the old professor agree?"

Sang Qianqian was both happy and surprised, "I heard that he doesn't bother to consult others now."

Shen Hanyu said, "It was your Director Xue who went to find him personally."

When leaving Mingcheng this morning, Shen Hanyu called Xue Chenghua and told him about Sang Minglang.

Xue Chenghua immediately recommended that he could find this old expert and volunteered to try it himself.

After being transferred from the Guangdong headquarters to the Mingcheng branch, Xue Chenghua visited this old expert every now and then, chatting and playing chess with the old man.

Originally it was just out of respect for the seniors, but unexpectedly it came in handy today.

Just when Shen Hanyu's plane arrived in the capital, Xue Chenghua called and said that the matter was done.

Sang Qianqian murmured: "I forgot about Director Xue."

She was so anxious that she didn't think of Director Xue and the old professor at all.

If the old professor is willing to help, maybe my brother will wake up soon.

The stone that had been weighing on my heart for a long time suddenly became lighter.

Sang Qianqian took a breath, and his tone became more relaxed unconsciously, "Then can we return to Mingcheng in a month?"

She still remembered that Shen Hanyu had told her before that the matter in the capital would be settled within a month, and then they would return to Mingcheng together.

"It won't take that long."

Shen Hanyu said, "We can leave in less than a week."

Sang Qianqian was stunned, "Why so fast?"

Shen Hanyu didn't speak for a long time.

The bright sunshine outside shone in from the window, and Sang Qianqian raised her eyes to look at him. Only then did she notice that Shen Hanyu's expression was unconceivably tired, haggard, and sad.

Sang Qianqian was slightly shocked, "Han Yu, what happened?"

Without saying a word, Shen Hanyu hugged her into his arms again.

He buried his head in her neck for a long time before saying hoarsely: "Something happened to my father."

Only then did Sang Qianqian realize that he had stayed up all night last night, running all night from the southwest to Mingcheng, and in the early hours of the morning, he rushed back to the capital from Mingcheng.

However, even so, he suppressed his grief, still thinking about her, and did not forget to contact Director Xue to ask the old professor for help.

She obviously knew what happened last night, but he didn't ask a single word. He just told her not to cry or think too much, and that it was not her fault.

Sang Qianqian's eyes were hot, and she hugged him back tightly, feeling so sad in her heart.