Chapter 163 - 163 Reemergence of the Dream

163 Reemergence of the Dream

Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian’s wedding was extremely low-key, and only close friends and family were invited.

Even the media did not know about it.

Logically speaking, Xie Shi’an, who was far away in the capital, shouldn’t have known.

However, when she thought about Ruan Xiaoshuang and Xie Shi’an’s relationship, it seemed normal for Xie Shi’an to know she was getting married.

However, it wasn’t normal for him to come all the way here on the wedding day.

“What is he doing here?”

Sang Qianqian’s heart sank. “Does Hanyu know about this?”

“He doesn’t know yet. Shen Hanyu is entertaining guests in the front hall. Wen Xu stopped Xie Shi’an at the door and didn’t let him in.”

Sang Minglang pinched the space between his brows. “Xie Shi’an said he wanted to see you as he had something to tell you. From the looks of it, he won’t be leaving until you see him.”

Xie Shi’an also brought a few people with him, all carrying gifts. In a sense, he was also a guest who came to congratulate the wedding.

If they were to use force on a day of great joy, it wouldn’t look good and would be inauspicious.

Sang Qianqian thought for a moment. “Brother, go and call him in.”

Yun Li was a little nervous. “Qianqian, today is your wedding day. Do you really want to see Xie Shi’an? Aren’t you afraid President Shen will be jealous?”

Sang Minglang also swept a glance at his sister in her wedding dress. “It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to look at you in this state, right?”

“I’m not done preparing yet, anyways.”

sang smiled faintly. “Ask Hanyu to come over too. There’s nothing between me and Xie Shi’an that I can’t let him hear.”

When Xie Shi’an followed Sang Minglang in, he saw Sang Qianqian in her wedding dress. He was stunned.

“Qianqian.”

Xie Shi’an’s throat seemed to be blocked by a scream. His hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists as the corners of his eyes turned red.

If he hadn’t left at that time, the person who would be marrying her today would’ve been him. She was supposed to be his bride.

Sang Qianqian walked toward him.

Xie Shi’an’s entire body froze, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

However, the girl walked past him and stood behind Xie Shi’an. She looked at the man standing at the door as she said in a soft voice, “Hanyu,”

Shen Hanyu held the girl in his arms and narrowed his eyes at Xie Shi’an.

“Xie Shi’an, didn’t you have something to say to me?”

“You can tell me now,” Sang Qianqian said lightly.

Xie Shi’an turned around and looked at Shen Hanyu and Sang Qianqian with a complicated expression.

They stood together in a half-embrace. The girl was beautiful and obedient, while the man had a cold aura. He looked down at the girl with gentle and affectionate eyes.

Even Xie Shi’an had to admit they were a good match. Xie Shi’an’s eyes hurt a little, and his heart ached as well.

His lips moved. He wanted to say something, but it was as if something was blocking his words.

In the end, he calmed herself down and said something else.

“Actually, there’s nothing much to say. I just heard you’re getting married, so I came to give you some congratulatory gifts. I remember you used to say that you liked the Sakura Crystal vases from Tasmine, but they were out of print and couldn’t be bought.”

Xie Shi’an’s voice sounded gentle and peaceful, just like when he spoke to her in the hospital back then. “I’ve managed to get the factory to produce a whole set of crystal tableware. I hope you’ll like it.”

Sang Qianqian was silent for a while, her emotions complicated.

Tasmine was a famous foreign luxury home brand. Although Xie Shi’an made it sound easy, he must have put in a lot of effort behind it.

No matter how embarrassed she was when he suddenly broke up with her and disappeared. But in those four years, he really treated her well enough.

He was warm and not overly intimate, and his actions were measured, just like today.

“Thank you,” she said. “I also hope to hear good news from you soon.”

It was clearly a blessing.

However, Xie Shi’an only felt a bitter taste in his mouth. It was like Chinese goldthread as the bitterness reached all the way to his organs.

However, he didn’t say anything in the end. He walked out and stopped when he passed Shen Hanyu.

“Shen Hanyu, you’re really lucky.”

Xie Shi’an met Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes and smiled, but his smile was a little sad. “Congratulations. Treat her well.”

Shen Hanyu’s face was expressionless, and his tone was indifferent. “I will,”

After Xie Shi’an left, Wen Xu and Sang Minglang, who were outside the door, came in.

“This person also left a check on those gift boxes.”

Wen Xu handed it over to Sang Qianqian and said in a strange tone, “The amount is quite big. Sister, do you want it? If you don’t, then I’ll give it back to him.”

The amount was indeed quite big. There were four sixes, followed by ten million.

“This is a wedding gift. Returning it wouldn’t be appropriate.”

The corners of Sang Minglang’s mouth twitched as he took the check. “I’ll get someone to register this later. When he gets married, Qianqian, get Shen Hanyu to return the exact amount. If he doesn’t, the Sang family will do it instead.”

“There’s no need to trouble Big Brother,”

Shen Hanyu’s deep voice slowly sounded. “I will return the favor on behalf of Qianqian.”

“Qianqian, take good care of your husband in the future.”

Sang Minglang frowned, “Even if you have money, you can’t squander around.”

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It was fine if he gave the gift to his sister, but Shen Hanyu would most likely return the gift double once his love rival also held a marriage.

This man was truly a prodigal through and through.

Sang Qianqian held back her laughter. “I know. I’ll keep him in check.”

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When the wedding sonata began playing.

Sang Qianqian was holding her father’s arm as they walked on the bridge of Magpies. On the other end of the bridge, Shen Hanyu stood there in a black suit. She was smiling as she watched the man approaching her.

When she saw Shen Hanyu, her inexplicable nervousness finally relaxed a little.

Sang Pengcheng held his daughter’s hand tightly. The smile on his face was so wide that the wrinkles on his face were showing.

Finally, they reached Shen Hanyu.

“Hanyu, I’ll leave my daughter in your hands from now on.”

Sang Pengcheng placed his daughter’s hand in Shen Hanyu’s large palm. He was both pleased and reluctant to part with his daughter.

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The moment Shen Hanyu held Sang Qianqian’s hand…

Under the light purple starry sky, thousands of stars twinkled, and hundreds of flowers bloomed. The venue was beautiful, like a paradise.

They were like a match made in heaven.

The host read out the wedding vows with great emotion. Next, it was time for the bride and groom to exchange their rings.

Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes were full of smiles. He gently held the girl’s ring finger and put the ‘Pink Love’ on her finger.

All the guests in the venue stared at them, holding their breaths as they watched this enchanting moment.

When the ring exchange was finally completed, the crowd clapped their hands and cheered.

However, an extremely soft and almost inaudible sound was drowned out by the excited cheers. A ray of cold light shot into Shen Hanyu’s back as fast as the stars in the sky.

Shen Hanyu groaned and staggered.

Sang Qianqian subconsciously hugged him. When her hand touched his back, she felt sticky and warm blood.

Sang Qianqian’s face turned pale in an instant.