Chapter 71 - 71 Don’t Make Things Difficult for Her

71 Don’t Make Things Difficult for Her

Sang Qianqian’s hands trembled, and she almost dropped her phone. “Shen… Hello, Uncle Shen.”

“I heard that you have returned to Ming City and are treating Hanyu?”

Shen Shaofeng’s tone made it seem as if Sang Qianqian had ‘never died’. He sounded calm albeit just finding out she was still alive.

“Hanyu will be back at Yushui Bay tonight. Please come to Yushui Bay to treat him, Miss Sang,” he said simply. “I’d like to see Miss Sang and ask about Hanyu’s condition.”

Sang Qianqian bit the bullet and was speechless. “Alright.”

“If it’s possible, can Miss Sang arrive half an hour earlier?” Shen Shaofeng asked politely.

Sang Qianqian was silent for two seconds. “I’ll try my best.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for Miss Sang to come. I’ll send the address to your phone now.”

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shaofeng quickly sent her the Shen family’s address. Their place wasn’t far from the original Sang family’s villa, only a few buildings away.

Sang Qianqian looked at the address, her emotions complicated. She really didn’t want to see Shen Shaofeng.

She still remembered that year when she went to deliver some documents to Shen Hanyu at night. Shen Shaofeng’s attitude was strange and he scolded her for not being a good person. Moreover, he said that Shen Hanyu didn’t like her at all and told her to know her place in the future. In short, those words were as nasty as they could get.

Sang Qianqian still remembered the grievance of that night, so much so that whenever she thought of Shen Shaofeng, she would shiver from the bottom of her heart.

However, if Shen Hanyu were to return to Yushui Bay tonight, she would have to go. The treatment mustn’t be interrupted.

—

Sang Qianqian stepped into the Shen family’s villa with an uneasy heart. Then, she saw Shen Shaofeng sitting in a wheelchair and Xia Sitong, who had a cold expression on her face, beside him.

Perhaps it was because he had lived a comfortable life these years, but Shen Shaofeng’s expression was much more peaceful than five years ago. Although the burn scar on the side of his face was still there, it didn’t give off the same terrifying and ferocious feeling as it had in the past.

Like an ordinary elder, he gestured for Sang Qianqian to take a seat as a servant quickly served tea.

“Miss Sang, what is Hanyu’s illness?” Shen Shaofeng looked worried.

In the past few years, his son’s temperament had changed greatly. He had all kinds of strange behavior. To be honest, Shen Shaofeng had long suspected that he had some kind of illness.

Sang Qianqian hesitated for a moment but decided to hide Shen Hanyu’s condition. “It’s just a bit of insomnia and headache. He’ll be fine after some acupuncture treatment.”

Shen Hanyu had been sick for five years, but he had been hiding it from Shen Shaofeng and Xia Sitong. He probably didn’t want them to worry. Therefore, it was only right for Sang Qianqian to respect his wishes.

Shen Shaofeng was a little puzzled. “But I heard from Muyang that Miss Sang works in a hospital in Yuecheng? Why did you…”

Sang Qianqian understood what Shen Shaofeng meant. If it was just a normal headache and insomnia, why would he have invited her over from so far away?

“It’s like this. Although this illness doesn’t seem serious, it’s very difficult to cure.”

Sang Qianqian explained, “It just so happened that our Department Director is an expert in this area. He’s very busy and can’t come, so he asked me to substitute. Don’t worry, Uncle Shen. My acupuncture treatment has been approved by our Director, so President Hanyu is in safe hands. After the three months of treatment, his condition will be better.”

Shen Shaofeng was a little relieved. “That’s good.”

Xia Sitong replied coldly, “There are so many people in your department, so why did they send you? You’re just going back to Ming City for Brother Hanyu, aren’t you?”

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips and was about to speak.

“Sitong, go and see if Hanyu is back. I have something to ask Miss Sang,” Shen Shaofeng said.

Xia Sitong nodded her head. As she stood up to leave, she glanced at Sang Qianqian with a glint in her eyes. “Miss sang, I hope your answer later won’t disappoint Uncle Shen.”

Sang Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat. Did Shen Shaofeng misunderstand something?

Was he trying to stand up for Xia Sitong today?

—

Twenty minutes ago, Phoenix Technology’s President’s Office.

Shen Hanyu was busy when he suddenly received a call from Shen Shaofeng.

“Hanyu, Miss Sang is still alive, and you’re sick. Why didn’t you tell me about these two major things?”

Shen Shaofeng’s voice was filled with helplessness and blame. “If Sitong hadn’t met Miss Sang last night, I would’ve still been in the dark.”

“It’s not a serious illness,” Shen Hanyu replied indifferently.

“You still have to let me know, don’t you?”

Shen Shaofeng said, “You should go back to Yushui Bay tonight. Miss Sang will come over later.”

Shen Hanyu’s expression changed. “You contacted her?”

“Right, I should at least ask her about your condition.”

Shen Shaofeng paused. “You can leave the company now. Miss Sang will be here soon.”

Shen Hanyu’s heart sank. “Dad, don’t forget that she’s the doctor who’s treating me.”

He deliberately emphasized the word ‘Doctor’.

Shen Shaofeng laughed. “What are you implying?”

“Don’t be as fierce to her as you were in the past and say things you shouldn’t.”

Shen Hanyu said in a deep voice, “Otherwise–”

“Otherwise what? Are you going to cut off all ties with me?”

Shen Shaofeng sighed. “You’ve been living alone in Imperial Creek Terrace for the past few years. You only come back to see me every week and rarely talk to me. I can tell that I’m no longer someone important in your eyes, only Sang Qianqian.”

Shen Hanyu narrowed his eyes, his thin lips almost forming a line.

“Don’t make things difficult for her,” he finally lowered his voice after a few seconds.

When Guo Muyang came to look for Shen Hanyu, he saw him taking big steps and walking out of the door at an extremely fast speed.

Guo Muyang suspected that he was seeing things, “Hanyu? What’s wrong?”

He had never seen Shen Hanyu so anxious before. It was as if the sky was falling down.

Shen Hanyu glanced at him, his face dark and his eyes cold. “I’ll settle the scores with you when I come back!”

Guo Muyang was speechless.

What did he do? Did he mess anything up?

The person who had revealed Shen Hanyu’s illness to Shen Shaofeng wasn’t him, but Xia Sitong. All he did was give Sang Qianqian’s phone number to Shen Shaofeng. What did he do?

Shen Shaofeng said that he had blamed the Sang family wrongly back then and wanted to apologize to Sang Qianqian in person. How could he not give him her number?

So why was Shen Hanyu venting all his murderous intent on him?

—

Shen Hanyu drove as fast as he could and arrived at Yushui Bay in a flash. Xia Sitong was waiting for him at the entrance as she welcomed him with a smile, “Brother Hanyu!”

Shen Hanyu interrupted her. “Where is Sang Qianqian?”

“S-She’s talking to Uncle Shen in the living room…”

Xia Sitong was frightened by the fierceness in Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes. She calmed herself down and said, “Brother Hanyu, where are you–”

Before she could finish, Shen Hanyu had already run into the living room.

In the room, Sang Qianqian was kneeling down in front of Shen Shaofeng’s wheelchair. She lowered her head and was about to examine the old injury on his amputated leg.

Shen Hanyu suddenly walked in with a dark face. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his side without saying anything.