I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 99 Why Don't We Go Together?

99 Why Don’t We Go Together?

The two people in the room also looked up at Sang Qianqian.

Sang Qianqian suppressed her shock. “Why are you here?” she asked.

“Not us. To be exact, only Hanyu.”

Guo Muyang laughed. “He rented this house. From now on, he’ll be your neighbor.”

He paid the rent for double the market price, and he had even given the couple a moving fee. The moving fee was enough to buy a house.

The other party was so happy that they immediately moved.

Sang Qianqian was speechless for a long time.

“Are you surprised?”

“It’s for the convenience of my treatment,” Shen Hanyu said calmly.

“Indeed, it’s quite convenient,” Sang Qianqian replied.

It was also quite surprising.

“This place is very small. Can you adapt to it, President Shen?” Sang Qianqian couldn’t help but ask.

Her neighbor’s apartment was of the same size as her one-bedroom apartment.

Shen Hanyu looked at her with a meaningful gaze. “If you can get used to it, why can’t I?”

Sang Qianqian was speechless. That was true. In terms of family background, the Shen family was once far behind the Sang family.

When Shen Shaofeng started his business, he refused to accept investments and was bent on developing a chip with independent owners.h.i.+p. In addition, Mrs. Shen was sick for a long time. The Shen family was poor for a time, and it was only when the company took a turn for the better that their days improved slightly.

Speaking of which, Shen Hanyu must’ve suffered much more than she did.

“I have to go, why don’t you guys go ahead and talk?” Guo Muyang said.

There was no need to talk in the room, but it was okay to start the acupuncture treatment in advance. They didn’t have to wait until nine o’clock anymore.

When Sang Qianqian returned to the house to retrieve her acupuncture bag, Shen Hanyu brought her in.

The furniture inside had all been replaced with new ones, just like the ones in Shen Hanyu’s house at Imperial Creek Terrace. The colors were simple and cool, and only the balcony gla.s.s window was still pasted with the red ‘happy’ characters left by the newly-wedded couple, adding a touch of brightness to the room.

Sang Qianqian glanced at the cold and n.o.ble man beside her, and then secretly glanced at the two rather festive characters of ‘happy’ in red.

For some reason, she felt that the contrast between the two was quite strong.

Shen Hanyu noticed the girl’s gaze and explained calmly, “The janitors forgot to tear it off.”

In fact, it was Guo Muyang who had specially asked the workers to leave it behind, saying, “Let’s take a good bet. Who knows, Hanyu? You and Miss Sang might get married one day.”

Sang Qianqian replied with an “Mm” and was slightly stunned for a moment. “I’ve seen the news about Long Junzhe today…”

Shen Hanyu’s pupils shrank. “Are you scared?”

“No.”

Sang Qianqian was surprised. “Why would President Shen have such thoughts?”

She had read today’s news in detail. Many of the girls that Long Junzhe had harmed were forced.

There were even two murder cases involved. One girl couldn’t bear Long Junzhe’s abuse and jumped to her death from the 18th floor. The other girl was left with a serious psychological shadow and had mental problems. She died after taking a large number of sleeping pills.

Long Junzhe spent money and resources to settle these two matters. The family members of the victims had no way to ask for help, and because of Long Junzhe’s ident.i.ty, they could only swallow their anger.

Today, when Long Junzhe’s matter was exposed, the victims’ families took a video and accused Long Junzhe of his evil deeds with tears and snot. It made people sad and angry.

Although Long Junzhe’s ending was indeed a little tragic, it could only be said that it was retribution for all the evil he had done over the years.

Sang Qianqian didn’t know why Shen Hanyu felt that she was afraid. What was she afraid of? Why would she be afraid of Long Junzhe’s tragic state?

She was a doctor. Even if she saw it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t be shocked.

“Don’t you always think I’m cruel?” Shen Hanyu asked. “After all, a nightmare was enough to make you fake your death and go far away to Yuecheng.”

Sang Qianqian was speechless. So when he asked that, he was wondering if she was afraid of Long Junzhe’s misery.

Instead, he wondered if she was afraid of him.

Why did Shen Hanyu’s tone sound like he was complaining?

“That was then and this is now.”

Sang Qianqian raised her eyes and met his gaze. “Actually, I just wanted to ask President Shen, will Long Junzhe’s matter cause you any trouble?”

Shen Hanyu stared at her, his dark eyes rippling. Was she showing concern for him?

“If you need me to go to the police station as a witness,” Sang Qianqian continued, “I can try to convince them for you.”

“No need. I’ll take care of this matter.”

Shen Hanyu rejected her immediately. “You don’t need to have anything to do with people like Long Junzhe.”

His tone was extremely calm, but it revealed a kind of unquestionable and rea.s.suring certainty.

Sang Qianqian’s heart was slightly moved. She lowered her eyes and didn’t say anything else. It was indeed much more convenient for the two of them to live opposite each other.

After she was done with Shen Hanyu’s acupuncture treatment, Sang Qianqian still had plenty of time to read a book, put on a facial Mask, take a hot bath, and go to bed.

After taking a shower, she awkwardly applied medicine to the wound on her back in front of the mirror. In Sang Qianqian’s mind, she subconsciously thought of what Shen Hanyu had said when he was treating her wound last night. “I’ve seen everything on your body that I shouldn’t have seen five years ago.”

The tips of her ears were burning, and she couldn’t even look at herself in the mirror.

Five years ago at Shengs.h.i.+ Club, he had kicked the door open and the moment he saw her, he had taken off his coat and wrapped it around her body like a gentleman.

Even if he did see anything bad on her, it was probably just a casual glance. Shouldn’t he have forgotten long ago?

He could actually bring it up now, making her even more embarra.s.sed.

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The next morning.

Sang Qianqian had just pushed the door open when Shen Hanyu came out as well.

The two of them seemed to be a little unused to seeing each other face-to-face so early in the morning. Both of them were stunned for two seconds before Shen Hanyu smiled. “Morning.”

“Morning.” Sang Qianqian subconsciously replied, “Have you had breakfast?”

“Not yet,” Shen Hanyu replied. “Why don’t we go together?”

Sang Qianqian was speechless. She regretted speaking up so fast. However, she still had to take Shen Hanyu to the breakfast shop downstairs.

The lady boss of the breakfast shop recognized Sang Qianqian. Seeing that there was a young man with an outstanding appearance and extraordinary bearing beside her, she couldn’t help but take a few more glances at him and smiled, “You brought your boyfriend for breakfast?”

“He’s not my boyfriend. Auntie, don’t spout nonsense.” Sang Qianqian really wanted to die of embarra.s.sment.

The corners of Shen Hanyu’s lips curled up slightly. The word ‘boyfriend’ obviously made him happy.

Moving in front of Sang Qianqian and becoming her neighbor was probably the best decision he had ever made since their reunion.

Shen Hanyu only had a few mouthfuls of porridge and didn’t eat much. He just watched Sang Qianqian eat.

His eyes were dark and deep, and the way he looked at her seemed to be extremely focused, with a little gentleness. Sang Qianqian was fl.u.s.tered by his gaze and didn’t even dare to raise her head. She ate her breakfast as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

After finis.h.i.+ng her meal, she said, “Goodbye, President Shen.” and ran away. Of course, she didn’t notice Shen Hanyu’s eyes following her figure, a faint smile in his eyes.

Sang Qianqian didn’t eat much in the morning, and as a result, she was famished after the morning cla.s.ses ended. She hurried downstairs with the crowd and was about to go to the cafeteria when someone called her from behind.