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

   Chapter 211 Confinement

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

   Guo Muyang really didn't understand, but felt that Shen Hanyu didn't need to watch it again, it was purely self-abuse.

   He shook his head and sighed, sitting beside him.

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

   Fingers with well-defined knuckles strike the keyboard in a fast and orderly manner.

   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 flashing on the map on the computer screen.

   He was stunned, "What did you find?"

   "Where Miss Sang is."

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

  Shen Hanyu has already stood up, his thin lips are pursed into a line, and the dark eyes are barren and cold.

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

  Fang Lan rubbed his fingers that were about to cramp, and exhaled: "Pupils."

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

   Sky, clouds, and a vague building.

   It was with this building that they initially found the location of Sang Qianqian.

   Then, based on a series of data such as angles, light, etc., the speculation was repeated, and not only was the place where Sang Qianqian was found, but also the approximate floor where she was located.

  When the car went to the place 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 he was covered with heavy frost, and a glance made people feel chills in their hearts.

   Guo Muyang still didn't dare to say anything.

When    finally came to the abandoned mental hospital.

   There was no one inside, the windows of the building were broken, and weeds could be seen everywhere on the slate.

  There are only thirteen floors, there are fewer weeds than other floors, and the promenade looks eerie.

  Each room was empty.

   But in one room, there was a large blood stain on the ground, and a small piece of dress was scattered.

  This is where Sang Qianqian once stayed.

  Shen Hanyu slowly bent over, picked up the fragment of the dress, and held it tightly in his palm, his eyes flushed.

   "Cold!"

   Guo Muyang suddenly shouted, "There is someone here!"

   At the end of the promenade, there is a dimly lit stairwell.

  A slender woman covered in blood and her long hair stained with blood, covered with bruises and bruises, curled up in the corner without an inch.

  Shen Hanyu squatted down, trembling hands, and 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 anymore, and whispered, "Han Yu, I'll be waiting for you outside."

  Shen Hanyu's eyes were red, his mouth was full of fishy sweetness, and there was blood that silently spilled out of his lips.

   His hands were shaking violently.

   for a long time.

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

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

   He didn't smoke at all, so he couldn't help but find a bodyguard to ask for cigarettes. His fingers were shaking, and his mood was hard to calm down.

  Sang Qianqian is gone, what should I do with Han Yu?

   As I was thinking so, I heard a loud noise in my ear, and a large flame rose in the direction of the stairwell.

   Guo Muyang was heartbroken and shouted, "Cold Yu!"

When    made a full run, the stairwell was already in flames, blazing flames!

  Ambulances and police cars came roaring and galloping.

   Countless police officers looked solemnly around the building and carefully surveyed them for several days.

  The media were surprised by this big battle, and they searched around and found a shocking news.

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

   Public opinion is surging, Phoenix's stock price plummets, business is greatly affected, and partners are panicked.

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

   Former Vice President Guo Muyang attended as the new president of Phoenix, looking very heavy and tired.

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

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

   His remarks, coupled with the identity of the new president, are tantamount to Ding Hai Shen Zhen.

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

   Guo Muyang took Shen Hanyu's ashes back to Mingcheng on the day that the media was at the airport and took a picture of him holding the urn in a sad mood.

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

   is almost equivalent to being imprisoned, and can't go anywhere except this yard.

   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 shelf in the room to chat to pass the time.

   Xie Shian is now back to Ruan Cheng, very busy.

   In these ten days, he had never seen 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 on weekdays refuse to say a word to her except for their daily meals.

   looked at her eyes, as if she was some kind of beast, avoid it.

  Sang Qianqian's thoughts were heavy, and she wondered if Ruan Cheng really sent the video of her being locked up to Shen Hanyu.

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

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

   However, she can't do anything now.

   can only force himself to calm down and wait for Xie Shian to appear again.

On the twelfth day of   , Xie Shian finally came.

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

  The warm light of the setting sun hit her, and there was a kind of tranquility and warmth.

  Xie Shi'an's footsteps stopped and his breathing became lighter. After several days of exhaustion, when he saw her, he seemed to be silently calmed down.

  Sang Qianqian's book pages did not turn for a long time, as if he had thought of something.

  The breeze blew through, making the pages of the book rattle, and she woke up like a dream and closed the book in her hand.

   When he got up, he saw Xie Shian who was a few steps away, looking at her with strange and 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 sideways and said calmly, "Drink tea?"

   Xie Shian was silent for a while, walked over and sat down opposite her.

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

  Xie Shian still picked up the teacup and took a sip, the aroma overflowing his tongue.

  Sang Qianqian looked at him calmly, her voice soft.

   "Shi An, Shen Hanyu, how is he now?"

   (end of this chapter)