I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 383: Don't Pick Men From the Trash Can

Chapter 383: Don’t Pick Men From the Trash Can

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

On the other end of the video call, Shen Hanyu’s calm and handsome face was revealed in the dim light. He stared at Sang Qianqian as if he couldn’t bear to speak.

He usually didn’t care about any unimportant person, but he was well aware of Sang Qianqian’s relations.h.i.+p with Ruan Xiaoshuang.

This matter would definitely cause unimaginable harm to Ruan Xiaoshuang, and Sang Qianqian would also feel sad for her good friend.

Ever since she heard Fang Lan’s words, Sang Qianqian’s mind was buzzing.

Her first reaction was disbelief, but why would Fang Lan lie to her?

Even though she knew the answer, she looked at Shen Hanyu and asked hesitantly, “Is it true?”

Shen Hanyu nodded slightly. “Yes.”

Her grip on her phone tightened unconsciously, and a nameless rage rose in her heart.

Alas, Song Yu was really a useless person.

In the past, when he ran that small studio, no one cared about his paintings, and the money he earned wasn’t even enough to make ends meet. Sang Qianqian had even gone to see Old Lady Zhen and asked her to pull strings so that Song Yu could meet the most famous master of the art world, Old Qin. As a result, his works were recognized and he was allowed to go abroad to partic.i.p.ate in the exhibition.

It was said that there was a mysterious client who liked his paintings very much and was interested in funding the construction of a gallery for him. Even the location had been decided.

Even if Ruan Xiaoshuang didn’t want to return to the Ruan family and had rejected Xie s.h.i.+an’s help, with Old Lady Zhen’s connections, Old Qin’s care, and this mysterious client’s support, if Song Yu continued like this, his future would be smooth sailing and limitless!

However, not only did he not cherish this big opportunity he received, he did not take advantage of this opportunity abroad to create connections and build his career. Instead, he decided to mess around with another woman!

With a sc.u.mbag like him, what was the point of holding a wedding anymore?

The more Sang Qianqian thought about it, the angrier she got. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth. “Who is that woman? Can you find out for me?”

Shen Hanyu nodded. “Sure.”

Such a small matter was nothing to him.

Fang Lan interrupted, “Do you need us to teach Song Yu a lesson?”

Sang Qianqian thought, “No need. Let’s talk about it when he returns.”

Of course, she had to teach him a lesson, but it was better to seek Ruan Xiaoshuang’s opinion on how to handle this issue.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be good to just vent her anger immediatelyjy, as it would leave an uncomfortable knot in her heart.

She was currently at Ruan Xiaoshuang’s house, so the timing was very convenient for her to reveal this matter. She hung up and calmed herself down in the bathroom before leaving.

“The first time I saw you and Mr. Song, I thought you were husband and wife.”

In the kitchen, Yin Shuhui was picking vegetables and chatting with Ruan Xiaoshuang with a smile. “Later, I found out that wasn’t the case. I was quite surprised. You don’t know how deep Mr. Song’s eyes were when he looked at you.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang pursed her lips and smiled. “Well, we will be together soon.”

“That’s why I have to congratulate you. You’ve finally gotten what you deserve after going through so many hards.h.i.+ps.”

Yin Shuhui knew a little about Ruan Xiaoshuang’s past. She used to think that she already had it hard enough with her family issues and her gambler brother, but after listening to Ruan Xiaoshuang’s story, her problem seemed to be insignificant in comparison.

She was genuinely happy for Ruan Xiaoshuang. “Mr. Song looks like a very reliable and down-to-earth person. In the future, he will probably treat you as well as President Shen treats Qianqian.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang did not say anything, but her face was full of smiles.

Sang Qianqian felt her heart stifle when she heard this.

If it weren’t for Ruan Xiaoshuang’s feelings, she would have said that Song Yu was no match for Shen Hanyu. Was he even a match for Shen Hanyu?

She hesitated for a long time. In the end, she did not have the heart to ruin Ruan Xiaoshuang’s good mood tonight. She wanted to wait until Shen Hanyu found out the woman’s ident.i.ty before she told Ruan Xiaoshuang about it.

However, Sang Qianqian did not expect Shen Hanyu and Fang Lan to be so much faster than she had expected.

Before the meal was over, Fang Lan sent him a message.

The woman who was with Song Yu was a student from an art college overseas. The two of them had met at an art exhibition.

Song Yu had been able to partic.i.p.ate in the exhibition overseas because of his talent, but a large part of the reason was also because of the recommendation he got from the art industry’s great master, Old Qin.

The organizers attached great importance to this fact. After all, it was for the exhibition’s reputation and name. Other than that, they also needed to give Old Qin face. They used Old Qin’s name to stand on Song Yu’s side, saying that he was a young talent that Old Qin highly appreciated.

After Song Yu met the girl at the art exhibition, they met again at a celebrity banquet. The girl had been abroad for a long time, so she was bold and open-minded. She openly expressed her feelings toward Song Yu without concealing anything. As for Song Yu, he didn’t seem to be able to resist the s.e.xy girl with her hot body. After a few meals, he couldn’t control himself anymore.

“In the past, Song Yu only seemed honest because he didn’t have money or opportunities. However, if he did get money and opportunities, he would probably accept them.”

Fang Lan concluded, “This kind of person is basically trash. Qianqian, tell your friend Ruan Xiaoshuang not to pick men from the trash can next time.”

*

Sang Qianqian was a little absent-minded during dinner.

After dinner, she almost dropped the plates when she helped to collect them.

“It’s obvious that President Shen takes good care of you and doesn’t let you do any housework at all.”

Yin Shuhui smiled and pushed her. “Alright, go out and rest. Xiaoshuang, you don’t need to do anything as well. Just leave the kitchen to me.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang was unwilling. “When All Yu isn’t at home, I’m the one who tidies up the kitchen. I’ll help you.”

In the end, the two of them joined forces and pushed Sang Qianqian out of the kitchen. They even forced a large plate of washed fruits on her and asked her to take it out to eat.

Sang Qianqian felt a little helpless and could only return to the living room to sit down.

Just as she was thinking about how to tell Ruan Xiaoshuang about Song Yu, the doorbell rang.

It was already so late. Logically speaking, no one should be looking for her. Sang Qianqian was slightly surprised and walked over to open the door.

The two people inside and outside the door were stunned.

“s.h.i.+’an? Why are you here so late?”

“I’m here to see Sister Xiaoshuang.”

Xie s.h.i.+’an came back to his senses and smiled. “By the way, report to her the progress of the wedding preparations. I didn’t expect you to be here too. I can help give some advice later.”

Xie s.h.i.+’an was in charge of the wedding preparations. He wanted to do his best to present a perfect wedding for Ruan Xiaoshuang, so he kept making adjustments until today.

He entered and closed the door before turning around to ask, “What about you? Why are you still here so late?”

“She was afraid that 1 would be lonely, so she called Shuhui over for dinner.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang smiled and continued, “s.h.i.+’an, have you eaten? There’s a ready-made meal in the kitchen.”

Xie s.h.i.+’an quickly waved his hand. “No need. I already ate at the company.”

Only then did he know that Yin Shuhui was also there. Both of them had worked in Yuecheng Hospital in the past, so they were considered old colleagues and greeted each other.

Yin Shuhui knew that they had to talk about the wedding, so she left first and gave them some time..