Chapter 192 - 192 Meeting the Sweetness That Belongs to You
I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot
192 Meeting the Sweetness That Belongs to You
âShen Hanyu, youâve got the wrong person,â
Sang Qianqian tried her best to remain calm. âLet go.â
Not only did Shen Hanyu not let go of her, but he also spun her around, making her lean against the wall.
The next second, he grabbed her chin and kissed her hard.
The man in front of her seemed to have lost his mind. The more Sang Qianqian struggled, the more insatiable he was.
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After an unknown amount of time.
Shen Hanyu finally left her lips, but he still held her in his arms.
Sang Qianqianâs face was flushed red, and her eyes were unknowingly charming from the kiss. Her watery eyes were dazed for a moment.
She seemed to have sobered up and tried to push Shen Hanyu away in embarrassment and anger.
Shen Hanyu refused to let go of her. He didnât say a word and only stared at the girl in his arms with dark eyes.
During this period of time, he forced himself not to come to the capital and think about what she was doing there.
However, she went snow-viewing with Xie Shiâan and even went to his room to chat for such a long time.
The strange dark thoughts in his heart grew wildly.
Shen Hanyu wanted to take her back to Ming City, lock her up, and keep her by his side. He wouldnât let her go anywhere, and she would only belong to him.
After a while, Sang Qianqian finally stopped her futile efforts.
She took a deep breath and tried to control her emotions. âShen Hanyu, do you know who I am? If you want to get drunk, go find the right person. Why are you treating me like this?â
For a long time, there was no sound.
Sang Qianqian lifted her eyes and looked at Shen Hanyu. The emotions in his dark eyes were hard to read, and the heavy drunkenness in his eyes frightened her.
The words she wanted to ask were suddenly stuck in her throat. She felt that it might be useless to say it, just like paying the zither to a cow.
Moreover, he probably didnât even know who she was. He looked really drunk.
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Her phone rang. It was her brother. âQianqian, did you fall into the toilet? Itâs been more than 20 minutes and youâre still not here?â
Sang Qianqian looked at Shen Hanyu. âIâm coming.â
After hanging up the phone, she was silent for a while. âShen Hanyu, my brother is waiting for me. Iâm afraid Fang Lan is waiting for you too. Letâs go back, okay?â she said in a soft voice. âIâll pretend nothing happened tonight, and I wonât tell anyone.â
Shen Hanyu remained silent.
Sang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then took his hand that was around her waist. âIâll take you back, okay?â
Her fingers were very soft. It had been a long time since she had taken the initiative to hold his hand.
Shen Hanyuâs grip on her waist finally loosened.
Sang Qianqian took the opportunity to escape from his embrace. She subconsciously wanted to let go of his hand, but Shen Hanyu was faster than her. He held her hand tightly.
Sang Qianqian was helpless and did not dare to struggle, afraid that he would act up again.
She had no choice but to let him pull her back to the bar.
Sang Minglang was waiting anxiously and was standing at the side door of the bar, waiting for Sang Qianqian.
When he saw Shen Hanyu walking over with Sang Qianqian by hand, his expression changed. He ran over and pulled Sang Qianqian behind him, warning Shen Hanyu with his eyes, âShen Hanyu, what are you doing? Have you forgotten what your relationship with my sister is? You think you can hold my sisterâs hand?â
He was really a little flustered at the moment. He was afraid that Shen Hanyu had said something he shouldnât have and Sang Qianqian would really fall out with him.
Therefore, he asked three questions in a row to remind Shen Hanyu to restrain himself.
On the other end, Fang Lan and her friends heard the commotion and rushed over.
One of them looked at Sang Minglang unhappily, âWho are you? Why are you being so rude? Do you think you can act like this to Hanyu?â
Sang Minglang simply found it funny. âWhy canât I be rude to him?â
What a joke, that was his brother-in-law.
âBrother, Iâm fine.â
Sang Qianqian said calmly, âHe was drunk and got the wrong person.â
Sang Minglang looked at Shen Hanyu suspiciously. He did look drunk, but it was impossible for him to have mistaken him for someone else.
Sang Minglang was one hundred percent sure that Shen Hanyu was pretending to be crazy.
However, looking at Qianqianâs expression, she didnât seem to know anything. Fortunately, Shen Hanyu didnât say anything he shouldnât have.
Fang Lan dismissed her friends. âThatâs enough. Itâs just a misunderstanding. Go do what you need to do.â
She smiled and looked at Sang Qianqian. âMiss Sang, do you want to join us for a drink? We can all be friends.â
Sang Qianqian didnât know what Fang Lan meant by that. Was she being sincere, or was she just trying to see her embarrass herself?
âThereâs no need to be friends.â
Sang Qianqian said lightly, âThe next time your boyfriend gets drunk, remember to keep an eye on him.â
Fang Lan was stunned for a moment, then she laughed. âMiss Sang, I find you quite fun.â
Suddenly, she pulled Sang Qianqian over and whispered to her with a smile, âDo you want to know what I said to Shen Hanyu when I put my arm around his shoulder?â
Sang Qianqianâs expression changed slightly. âI donât want to. Iâm sorry, but Iâll be leaving first.â
She pulled her brother and walked out.
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Sang Minglang turned around and glanced at Fang Lan, thinking to himself, âThis is the woman who stayed the night next door and caused Qianqian to misunderstand?â
âHmm, no wonder Qianqian went snow-viewing with Xie Shiâan. She must have been provoked by this woman.â
Fang Lan looked at Sang Qianqianâs back as she left in a hurry and couldnât help but laugh.
Just now, from the moment Sang Qianqian entered the bar, she had already seen it.
At first, Sang Qianqianâs expression was normal, but when she met her gaze and saw Shen Hanyu, she immediately became uncomfortable.
Fang Lan deliberately put her arm around Shen Hanyuâs shoulder in front of Sang Qianqian and whispered into his ear, âShen Hanyu, can I do you a favor? Iâll give you a chance to be alone with Miss Sang.â
After saying this, she got up and saw Sang Qianqianâs pale face as she rushed toward the bathroom.
âShen Hanyu, I take back what I said last time. Youâre actually quite promising.â
Fang Lan turned around and smiled at Shen Hanyu. âNot only is Miss Sang unable to accept that Iâm with you, she doesnât even want to hear what I say to you. She still cares a lot about you. Good luck, I have high hopes for you.â
Shen Hanyu looked at her with an expressionless face and left.
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When Xie Shiâan woke up, there was no one in the house. Sang Qianqian was no longer there.
Xie Shiâanâs gaze fell on his wrist. He was silent for a long time.
When the sun rose, he calmed himself down and went to knock on Sang Qianqianâs door.
No one responded inside. Xie Shiâan returned to his room, took out his phone, and wanted to call Sang Qianqian.
However, he discovered a message she had sent him earlier.
âMy brother came to find me, so I went back to the city early. Shiâan, if I could go back in time, I would still give you those candies on the plane, but I would still choose to marry Shen Hanyu. I really love him, but I really hope that youâll always be in a good mood. Shiâan, life wonât always be bitter. One day, youâll find the sweetness that belongs to you.â
Xie Shiâanâs hand that was holding the phone trembled badly, and his eyes were red.
Would he, Qianqian?
Would he still have the chance to meet the sweetness that belonged to him?