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

Chapter 272 - 272 Shen Hanyu, Who’re You Looking Down On?

272 Shen Hanyu, Who’re You Looking Down On?

Sang Qianqian rushed out of the café. She did not see Shen Hanyu, but only saw a car parked at the entrance.

The back window of the car slowly lowered, and Sang Qianqian saw the person she had been longing for months.

Her heart started to beat faster. She ran over and saw Fang Lan sitting next to Shen Hanyu, looking uncomfortable.

Sang Qianqian’s footsteps stopped.

!!

An indescribable emotion surged in her heart, but it calmed down very quickly.

Shen Hanyu’s deep eyes looked at her. “What’s up?”

They hadn’t seen each other for a few months, and he didn’t even plan to get out of the car. He was going to meet her like this, and he didn’t even have the time to sit with her for a while?

“It’s nothing big.”

Sang Qianqian slowly walked to the front of the car. “I just wanted to see you. Aren’t you going to sit with me?”

They had not seen each other for two months and thirteen days.

She really missed him.

I don’t think there’s a reason for us to meet again,” Shen Hanyu said in a deep voice.

“Hanyu,”

Sang Qianqian did not respond to his words and only looked at him deeply. “How is your body now?”

Shen Hanyu’s eyes flickered. “Very good. You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I think I’ll get out of the car. You guys take your time.”

Fang Lan, who felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, couldn’t stand it anymore. She pushed open the door and wanted to get out of the car.

Shen Hanyu grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice, “I’ll be done soon.”

He looked at Sang Qianqian expressionlessly and said in a low voice, “Miss Sang, I came to see you on account of our past relationship. If you really need help, I’m still willing to help. But I’m very busy, and I have to accompany my girlfriend at night. I really don’t have time to play around with Miss Sang anymore. With that, have a nice night.”

With that, he did not give Sang Qianqian any time to respond as the car window rolled up, cutting off her line of sight.

The car started, and just as the car passed Sang Qianqian, Shen Hanyu let go of Fang Lan’s hand.

Fang Lan turned around and saw that Sang Qianqian was still standing by the side of the road in shock, not moving an inch.

“Didn’t you go a little too far with your words just now?”

Fang Lan was speechless. “It’s fine if you’re using me as a tool, but we’re not in that kind of relationship. Why would you say that to Miss Sang?”

“This is the only way to make her give up completely.”

Shen Hanyu leaned back in his seat as if he couldn’t bear the burden. He seemed to be extremely depressed. “I don’t want to hurt her.”

He didn’t have much time left. Since they had already broken up, why should he give her any hope?

Forgetting him was her best choice.

He understood her character. She was the Eldest Young Lady of the Sang family, and she had her pride in her bones.

Once it was confirmed that there was no longer any possibility between them, she would be able to accept it and let it go. No matter how unwilling she was, she would force herself to give up and give up.

Fang Lan’s emotions were complicated. “Aren’t you afraid that Miss Sang will be even sadder when she finds out the truth one day?”

“She won’t know, and I won’t let her know,” Shen Hanyu said slowly.

The truth would be buried with his departure, and no one would ever mention it again.

Sang Qianqian would never know the reason why he had broken up with her so resolutely.

In the extremely depressing silence in the car, his phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Sang Qianqian, and the phone was ringing non-stop.

Shen Hanyu closed his eyes and picked up the call. “Sang Qianqian, I think I’ve already-”

“You’re Miss Sang’s friend, right?”

An unfamiliar and hurried voice came from the other end. “Miss Sang fainted outside our café just now. She can’t wake up no matter how we call her. We’ve already called an ambulance, but it’s best if you can come over…”

Shen Hanyu’s expression changed. “Turn around.”

The car returned to the café as fast as it could. From a distance, he saw two shop assistants waiting at the door, looking around anxiously.

“Where’s Miss Sang?”

Before the car even stopped, Fang Lan got out of the car and asked loudly.

“We helped her into the private room. It’s too cold outside.”

The two shop assistants quickly came over. One of them looked at Shen Hanyu and said, “Miss Sang doesn’t seem to be doing well. Her breathing is especially weak. We’re worried that she might have some other illness…”

Fang Lan did not expect Sang Qianqian’s condition to be so serious. She said anxiously, “When will the ambulance arrive?”

“At least 20 minutes.” The shop assistant said.

Fang Lan didn’t have time to ask any more questions. Just as she was about to follow the shop assistant in, she heard a noise behind her.

She turned around and saw that Shen Hanyu had pushed the car door open. His handsome face was unusually pale, and there was no light in his dark eyes.

Fang Lan was startled. “Hanyu, are you… Are you alright?”

His expression was too ugly.

Shen Hanyu clutched the handle of the car door tightly, trying to control his emotions. “I’ll go with you to see her.”

“Do you have a wheelchair in your store?” Fang Lan turned to the shop assistant.

The shop assistant was stunned and quickly said, “Y-yes. I’ll go get it now.”

...

Soon, the staff returned with a wheelchair. Fang Lan helped Shen Hanyu sit down and pushed the wheelchair into the café.

The shop assistant stopped in front of a private room. “Miss Sang is inside.”

In the private room, Sang Qianqian was lying flat on the sofa, her eyes closed, her thick and curly eyelashes like crow’s feathers.

She seemed to be asleep. The warm light shone on her porcelain-like quiet and beautiful face, making her look like an unreal painting.

When Shen Hanyu reached out to check her breathing, he could not help but tremble.

However, before he could discover anything, his hand was tightly held by the girl in the next moment.

Shen Hanyu froze.

The girl opened her eyes and stared at him, saying word by word, “Shen Hanyu, why don’t you explain to me what all that nonsense was? And what do you mean by ‘girlfriend’?”

They looked at each other. Shen Hanyu wanted to say that he didn’t need to explain and that Fang Lan was indeed his girlfriend.

However, there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, and he could not say it no matter what.

His face was clearly reflected in her clear, limpid eyes.

...

There seemed to be an invisible vortex there, pulling him deeper and deeper into it, so much so that he was a little dazed.

Fang Lan tactfully left the room and closed the door behind her.

“Do you really think I won’t be angry? Shen Hanyu, you…”

Sang Qianqian sat up with some emotion. When she saw Shen Hanyu in his wheelchair, her pupils shrank. “What happened to your legs?”

Shen Hanyu finally snapped out of his daze. At that moment, he knew that Sang Qianqian had not fainted at all. She had deliberately tricked him into coming back.

“I just twisted my ankle when I was skiing with Fang Lan.”

Shen Hanyu’s tone was cold. “This doesn’t seem to have anything to do with you.”

Sang Qianqian looked at him for two seconds before she squatted down and rolled up his pants.

Her soft, warm, and slender hands pressed on his legs, checking from his ankles up. Her movements were smooth and natural.

Shen Hanyu’s forehead veins throbbed violently. “Sang Qianqian!”

Sang Qianqian ignored him. When she finally finished the examination, her heart ached terribly.

There was no bruise, so it wasn’t a sprain at all. Was it one of the complications from the poison?

This poison actually took effect so quickly?

“Shen Hanyu, who do you think you’re looking down on?”

She looked up, her eyes slightly red. “Did you really think you could hide the fact that you were poisoned from me?”