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

  Chapter 240 Pretend to be drunk

  The girl lay her head sideways on the bed, her long hair spread out on the mattress.

  She didn't even take off her shoes, and the quilt wasn't covered. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the room. She must have been drinking.

  Shen Hanyu walked slowly to the bed, staring at Sang Qianqian.

  Since she woke up, he hasn't had a good look at her.

  At this moment, Shen Hanyu's gaze was almost infatuated, and moved past her eyebrows little by little, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance into his heart.

  Tomorrow, she will return to Guangdong City.

  Perhaps this side tonight is the last time between him and her, and we will never see each other again in the future.

  It's not that Shen Hanyu has never parted with Sang Qianqian.

   There were even two times when he thought she was dead.

  That kind of feeling is like a treasure that has been carefully cared for, shattered and shattered in front of my eyes, at a loss, heartache, life seems to return to the lonely darkness, and the coldness of all thoughts.

   But right now, it's different.

  She was right in front of him, but he had to give up on her. The pain was sharper and more difficult.

   He had to endure all his emotions, not daring to show a little tenderness to her, even when she was asleep and he wanted to hug her, he didn't dare.

  He was afraid that he would lose his mind the next moment, so he kept her by his side selfishly and recklessly, and as she wished, he became husband and wife with her again.

   But if that is the case, then her life may have been put on invisible shackles and a heavy burden since then.

  He is quite normal now, but in the near future

  If she really married him, she would not have the happiness of a normal marriage, and even if she broke up, she would have to bear the criticism of the world and conscience.

  One year or two, she might be able to persist, but three years, five years?

  Even if she is willing, how can he bear to see her being imprisoned by his side, living a life like that in a bleak way.

  Shen Hanyu took off Sang Qianqian's shoes very lightly, pulled the quilt over and covered her.

   His eyes fell on Sang Qianqian's face again, like a blunt knife, slowly gouging out a hole in the heart, it was empty and painful.

  Shen Hanyu closed his eyes, leaned over and gently kissed Sang Qianqian's hair, then turned his head and left.

   Sang Qianqian actually didn't die of sleep.

  She was quite top-heavy, her cheeks were hot, her consciousness was drowsy, and what flashed through her mind intermittently were all the bits and pieces of being together with Shen Hanyu.

  Like a dream but not a dream, half awake but not awake.

  When the light was turned on, she could vaguely feel that someone had entered the room, but she just didn't want to open her eyes.

   Who else could it be, she thought vaguely, either her brother or her father.

   This is Shen Hanyu's residence, and no one else can come in.

  The visitor seemed to have come to the bed, but he never spoke or left.

  The lights were on, and the long and strange silence in the room finally made Sang Qianqian feel a little uneasy and a little awake.

  She could feel that the man was looking at her all the time.

  The man took off her shoes, holding her feet with warm hands, his movements were extremely gentle.

  When he covered her with the quilt, Sang Qianqian was sure of herself and smelled the familiar cold breath.

  Sang Qianqian's nerves tensed instantly, and her heart was beating wildly.

   Fingers curled up silently, she closed her eyes, just pretending to be asleep.

  Sang Qianqian wondered if Shen Hanyu would do something to her.

  If he had kissed her, or even acted more excessively, then if he said that he didn't love her, it would be self-defeating.

  She waited nervously with some anticipation, but what she never expected was that Shen Hanyu just kissed her hair and left immediately.

   Then, the lights in the room went out, and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

  Sang Qianqian was angry and anxious, so he just left?

  She got off the bed with bare feet and chased out the door.

  Shen Hanyu walked quickly, and he was no longer seen in the corridor on the second floor.

  Sang Qianqian went downstairs in three steps and two steps.

  Stepping on the cold marble steps, as if stepping on ice, the chill is refreshing.

  Sang Qianqian saw that Shen Hanyu had already opened the door and was about to go out.

  She still had some remnants of drunkenness, and she was not particularly agile in her movements, but when she was anxious, her feet slipped, and she fell out immediately.

  Shen Hanyu heard footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, his pupils trembled and his heart constricted.

   When he hurried over, it was already too late, and Sang Qianqian fell on the landing at the corner of the stairs right in front of his eyes.

  Actually, Sang Qianqian didn't feel anything, firstly because she fell too fast, and secondly, when she slipped and fell, there were only four or five steps left, which wasn't too dangerous.

   It was just that her head hit the marble steps and it hurt a lot. She was a little dizzy, and there were stars in front of her eyes.

  People are still a little dazed, Sang Qianqian has been helped up by Shen Hanyu, and a hurried, tense voice fell to her ears, "Where did you fall? Where does it hurt?"

  Sang Qianqian was embraced by him and leaned against his arms. The distance between them was so close that she could clearly hear his violent heartbeat.

  Anything can deceive people, but seeing her in an accident, his instinctive reaction can't deceive anyone.

  Sang Qianqian blinked, and the corners of her lips curved silently.

  She said aggrievedly: "It hurts everywhere."

  Shen Hanyu carefully picked her up, put her on the sofa, then took out her mobile phone and made a call.

  Sang Qianqian saw the words Sang Minglang on the screen.

  So Shen Hanyu is planning to contact her brother and let her brother take care of her?

   It's really possible, Shen Hanyu, so he can be so ruthless that he can ignore her.

  Sang Qianqian was so angry that her heart ached, but she could only keep her expression on her face.

  She directly took the phone from Shen Hanyu's hand, "Brother, don't tell Dad that I fell. I'm fine."

  Shen Hanyu froze, she was drunk, did she regard him as Sang Minglang?

  Recalling the time when she had a fever, she confusedly mistook him for Sang Minglang, and said a lot of things that she would only say to Sang Minglang.

  Shen Hanyu felt relieved, and didn't tell her that she had identified the wrong person, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

  Sang Qianqian shook his head, "Brother, I just dreamed that Han Yu was coming. I wanted to chase him, but I couldn't."

  Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment, "It's impossible for him to come."

  Sang Qianqian wanted to laugh, but she still had to pretend to be very depressed, "I know he won't come, he said it all, he doesn't love me at all."

  Shen Hanyu couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

   "It's cold at night, I'll take you back to your room."

  He finally changed the subject, picked her up, and walked upstairs.

  The person in his arms curled up obediently in his arms, with his face pressed against his chest.

   "Brother, I'm really sad that Han Yu wants to break up with me."

  Shen Hanyu heard her sniffing her nose and was about to cry: "Tell me, if Han Yu knows how sad I am, will he feel sorry for me, so he won't break up with me."

  Shen Hanyu stopped suddenly, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "He won't."

  Sang Qianqian was so angry that she wanted to bite him.

  She nodded, "Well, then I don't want to like him anymore. When I return to Guangdong City, I will marry someone else and never see him again."

  (end of this chapter)