I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot - Chapter 72

72 It Seemed That He Was Too Concerned

Shen Hanyu’s expression was frighteningly cold. “Sang Qianqian, are you really going to kneel just because someone told you to? Where’s the air of the Sang family’s eldest daughter?”

Sang Qianqian was a little dumbfounded. When did she kneel? What was wrong with Shen Hanyu? Why was he so angry?

She looked at Shen Hanyu’s face and carefully explained, “I didn’t kneel. I just wanted to see Uncle Shen’s injury…”

Shen Hanyu was slightly surprised. The girl’s expression was indeed normal. She hadn’t cried, and her eyes weren’t red. It seemed that he was too concerned.

He turned to Shen Shaofeng, and his expression finally eased a little. “Why did Dad suddenly let you check his injuries?”

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He had already arranged for a family doctor to visit Shen Shaofeng twice a month to give him a full physical examination. It wasn’t Sang Qianqian’s turn to examine his injuries.

Shen Shaofeng’s mood at the moment was indescribable.

As the old saying goes, ‘A grown girl can’t be kept at home’. This son of his… Well, when he saw the girl he loved, even he, his father, became someone else.

He glared at Shen Hanyu and said, “You’re deliberately making things difficult for Miss Sang. Are you trying to see how good her medical skills are?”

“No, no, Uncle Shen didn’t make things difficult for me. I was the one who wanted to treat his injury.”

Sang Qianqian quickly explained, “Uncle Shen said that he has been sitting in a wheelchair for so many years. I want to see his injury and see if it is suitable for an artificial limb.”

At this moment, the servant came in with a few bowls of desserts. It was bird’s nest with rock sugar, which had been carefully stewed.

The Shen family didn’t have the habit of eating bird’s nest.

However, Shen Hanyu remembered that when Shen Shaofeng brought him and Xia Sitong to the Sang family for the first time, the dessert they had served them was bird’s nest with rock sugar.

Shen Hanyu looked at Shen Shaofeng. It seemed he had really wronged his father.

He pursed his lips and apologized in a low voice. “I misunderstood.”

Shen Shaofeng couldn’t be bothered with his son and greeted Sang Qianqian with a kind smile. “Miss Sang, it’s not too late to treat Hanyu after you eat something.”

“You’re not getting any supper,” he said to Shen Hanyu with a straight face.

Shen Hanyu was speechless. That’s fine, he didn’t like it anyway.

Sang Qianqian didn’t expect that her meeting with Shen Shaofeng this time would be so different from what she had imagined.

Shen Shaofeng was kind to her. He asked about her father, Sang Pengcheng, about her life all these years, and about the development of the Sang family. He seemed to be very emotional.

He even lowered his stance and apologized to Sang Qianqian, saying that he had misunderstood the Sang family all those years ago. He even said that he would like to meet Sang Pengcheng again if there was a chance.

As they chatted, Sang Qianqian found out he had never had an artificial limb before and suggested to check on his injuries.

After all, one of the Sang family’s medical assets was medical equipment, including artificial limbs. No matter how complicated the situation was, there would be a corresponding solution.

However, Shen Hanyu arrived before she could even check.

The moment Xia Sitong entered the house, she saw Shen Shaofeng warmly inviting Sang Qianqian to eat. She froze as her expression changed slightly. Shen Shaofeng called her, “Sitong, come over and have some dinner.”

Shen Shaofeng was all smiles when he spoke. But this smile clearly had nothing to do with her; It was because of Sang Qianqian.

As Xia Sitong entered the house and sat down, her gaze landed on the bird’s nest soup, and a cold glint flashed past her eyes. Sang Qianqian was truly capable, to even have changed Uncle Shen’s attitude.

After a simple supper, Shen Hanyu brought Sang Qianqian upstairs. Shen Shaofeng’s gaze fell on Xia Sitong’s ugly face and he sighed.

“Sitong, I know how you feel about your Big Brother Hanyu.”

He seemed to have sensed something and said earnestly, “But as you can see, three years ago, all I did was say a few words to matchmake you and him, and he moved to Imperial Creek Terrace and never came back.”

Xia Sitong didn’t have any parents, and after the Shen family moved to Yushui Bay, Shen Shaofeng had Xia Sitong move in as well.

Three years ago, Xia Sitong had turned twenty, and she had been looking forward to spending it with Shen Hanyu.

However, Shen Hanyu had gone to Sang Qianqian’s grave and returned very late. Xia Sitong cried as she questioned since when did Shen Hanyu abandon her.

It was also that night that Shen Shaofeng and Shen Hanyu found out that Xia Sitong had liked Shen Hanyu for a long time. Shen Hanyu coldly rejected her, leaving no room for negotiation. Xia Sitong cried uncontrollably.

Shen Shaofeng couldn’t take it anymore and helped Xia Sitong by saying a few more words, “Sang Qianqian is already dead. Can you still not fall in love or get married and spend the rest of your life with a dead person? You’ve grown up together with Sitong, and we know each other well. What’s wrong with being with her? When your Uncle Xia was still around, we were planning to get you both married in the future…”

Shen Hanyu looked at him with dark eyes, which made Shen Shaofeng feel a little surprised.

“You had better not have such thoughts in the future.”

After saying this coldly, he moved to the Imperial Creek Terrace that very night. From then on, he would only come back to visit once a week. This hadn’t changed for the past three years.

Nine out of ten times Xia Sitong went to look for him, she didn’t manage to get in. However, she still enjoyed it. If it was in the past, it would’ve been fine. Who knew, this son of his might really change his mind one day.

But now, since Sang Qianqian was still alive, Shen Shaofeng could guess the outcome even with his eyes closed. Alas, Xia Sitong’s infatuation was destined to be in vain.

“Sitong, just let go of the past and forget about it.”

Shen Shaofeng looked at Xia Sitong with a gentle gaze, but it was also filled with heartache and guilt. After all, she was the daughter of an old friend. Unfortunately, no one could force a relationship.

Xia Sitong bit her lip, “Uncle Shen, he’ll be back sooner or later.”

“You know Hanyu’s personality. He won’t change his mind easily once he has decided on someone or something.”

Shen Shaofeng tried to persuade her, “Sitong, you’re not young anymore. Don’t waste your time on Hanyu. There are many people better than him. Uncle will promise you…”

Xia Sitong stood up abruptly, “Uncle Shen, I’m tired. I’ll go back and rest first.”

Shen Shaofeng watched as Xia Sitong’s figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs. After a long while, he sighed.

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When Sang Qianqian walked down the stairs with light steps, Shen Shaofeng was the only one sitting in the living room, deep in thought. A puppy was sleeping at his feet.

The man and the dog looked very lonely.

“The treatment is over?” Shen Shaofeng saw her coming down and quickly said, “Miss Sang, please sit for a while. When Hanyu wakes up, I’ll ask him to send you.”

“No need, it’s more convenient for me to go back by myself.”

Sang Qianqian checked on Shen Shaofeng’s old injuries. “I’ll keep an eye out for the artificial limb. I’ll let you know if there’s any news.”

She left after she finished speaking. Shen Shaofeng wanted to contact a driver to send her, but he didn’t have time.

It was inconvenient for him to be in a wheelchair, so when he chased after her, Sang Qianqian had already passed through the garden and was about to leave the main gate.

“Miss Sang, be careful on the road.” Shen Shaofeng only had time to remind her.

Sang Qianqian bowed and left the Shen family villa.

She didn’t call for a taxi. Instead, she walked along the boulevard all the way to the Sang family’s billa.

This was the place where she had lived for 18 years. Now that she was back, Sang Qianqian’s heart was filled with all sorts of emotions.