Chapter 169 - 169 She Really Couldn't Afford It
169 She Really Couldn’t Afford It
Sang Qianqian had heard a lot of things from Guo Muyang.
At first, he tried to persuade Shen Hanyu, but then he couldn’t control his emotions and even shouted, “She’s already dead. Even if she’s alive, she’s still Wen Xu’s wife. So what does she have to do with you anymore? Are you going to give up your life and Phoenix just to avenge her? Do you have the heart to see years of hard work be destroyed in a day?”
Shen Hanyu’s reaction was calm.
Sang Qianqian and Wen Xu had an unusual relationship. After her death, Shen Hanyu took over Wen Xu’s case and helped him clear his name.
After Wen Xu was acquitted, he came to look for Shen Hanyu and told him the truth about his marriage with Sang Qianqian.
“Shen Hanyu, my sister has always liked you. She fell in love with you at first sight that year, and it hasn’t changed all these years,” He said with a complicated look on his face.
Therefore, Shen Hanyu didn’t even raise his head when he heard Guo Muyang’s words. Instead, he simply said, “Wen Xu came to look for me two days ago. She and Wen Xu aren’t married.”
“Even so, why didn’t you think about why Miss Sang wanted to break up with you? Maybe she just doesn’t want you to interfere in the Sang family’s affairs!”
Guo Muyang was on the verge of breaking down. “Hanyu, didn’t you hear her last words? She wants you to live well, do you want her soul to be unable to rest in peace even in heaven?”
Guo Muyang’s tone was almost pleading. “Hanyu, listen to me. Just let go, okay?”
Shen Hanyu was silent for a long time. He looked up and his eyes were unusually gentle.
“Muyang, if I could let go, I would have done so long ago.”
He took out a document from the drawer and pushed it in front of Guo Muyang. “Muyang, Phoenix Technology is not mine anymore. From now on, it’s yours.”
Guo Muyang’s eyes were red as he choked, “Hanyu, you… You…”
However, his voice trembled and he could not say a word. He was a man, but he was crying like a child.
In the dream, a long time passed.
Guo Muyang came to see Shen Hanyu again, feeling extremely excited and emotional.
“Hanyu, I didn’t expect you to really do it.”
As soon as he saw Shen Hanyu, he gave him a hug and mumbled, “It’s over. It’s finally over.”
Shen Hanyu’s face was pale, but his dark eyes were filled with relief.
He went to the cemetery to sweep the grave. Afterward, he caressed the girl’s photo on the tombstone and called her name softly, his eyes slightly red.
He stood in front of the grave for a long time, with Guo Muyang by his side.
Sang Qianqian heard Guo Muyang ask, “Hanyu, when are you going to the capital… the Xie family… Pick up Sang Minglang?”
“Tonight,” Shen Hanyu said.
“Do you really have to go alone? Can’t we just arrange for someone to pick him up?”
“I don’t feel at ease if someone else goes.”
Shen Hanyu looked at the girl in the photo and said in a low voice, “This is her last family member in this world.”
It was unknown what Guo Muyang thought of, but his expression was filled with emotion. “Sang Minglang’s temper is really tough, and his life is tough as well. If it were any other person, they wouldn’t be able to withstand such torture.”
Shen Hanyu didn’t reply. His gaze fell on the girl’s photo, and his fingers gently brushed across her eyebrows.
“Qianqian, your brother is still alive. I will bring him to see you.” His voice was gentle as well.
At the end of the dream.
It was Shen Hanyu, who was driving through the dangerous mountain road. He looked exhausted.
In the back seat, Sang Minglang leaned back weakly. Some of his skin that was exposed, including his forehead and cheeks, were all covered in dark purple bruises.
At the turn of the mountain road, a silver car came roaring and slammed into Shen Hanyu’s car.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Shen Hanyu’s car rolled down the cliff and landed at the bottom of the valley.
More than ten seconds later, a loud bang accompanied by fire shook the birds between the trees and the mountains, sending them flying in panic.
The raging flames soon burned the trees and lit up half the sky in red…
The car was destroyed and people died. It wasn’t just Shen Hanyu, but her brother Sang Minglang was there as well.
The nightmare ended there.
After that, the dream would always start from the same beginning.
The scene that she had once dreamed of repeated itself over and over again, but the ending remained the same.
At the end of the dream, there was always a terrible fire that seemed to fill the world, rising with thick smoke.
Even when Sang Qianqian was jolted awake, she felt as if her heart was being suffocated and she couldn’t breathe for a long time.
There seemed to be an invisible force that kept trying to remind her, or even stop her from liking Shen Hanyu.
In the dream, the girl’s last words before she fell from the building were not to fall in love with Shen Hanyu, or she would bring harm to the Sang family and him.
It was like a prophecy, but it also seemed like a warning.
If Sang Qianqian had not dreamed of the last scene, she might have believed the police’s investigation into the shooting.
Perhaps she still had the courage to stand by Shen Hanyu’s side and deal with all the accidents.
But at the end of the dream, it was Shen Hanyu and her brother’s lives. The price was too high, and she really couldn’t afford it.
She and Shen Hanyu were destined to be apart.
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The next day.
By the time Shen Hanyu woke up, Sang Qianqian was already up and was laying out breakfast on the table.
The warm air blurred the girl’s eyes and brows, giving her an indescribable gentleness.
When she walked closer, Shen Hanyu realized that she hadn’t slept well. She looked even more tired, and her eyes were red and swollen.
Seeing Shen Hanyu staring at her, Sang Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable. “Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Shen Hanyu pinched her chin and stared at her for a while. He asked, “You cried last night?”
When he saw her yesterday evening, her eyes were still fine.
“Cry? You’re already awake, so why would I cry? I should be laughing.”
Sang Qianqian replied calmly, “I was too excited and happy last night, so I didn’t sleep well.”
Shen Hanyu looked at her thoughtfully. “You really didn’t cry?”
“No, I don’t have any reason to cry.”
Sang Qianqian blinked her eyes and urged him with a hint of coquettishness. “Go and wash up quickly. I’m hungry…”
Shen Hanyu smirked and let go of her. “Okay, I’ll go wash up.”
After the meal, Sang Qianqian was about to head to school. Before she left, she hugged Shen Hanyu and said softly, “I’ll come and see you again tonight.”
Shen Hanyu looked down at her and couldn’t help but lean over to kiss her on the forehead. “Don’t be too late.”
He wanted to see her as soon as possible.
Sang Qianqian’s heart ached. “Alright.”
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At noon, in a private room in a cafe near Ming City University.
Sang Minglang pushed the door open and entered. He glanced at the person by the window and was startled.
Sang Qianqian’s expression was dejected as she sat there. It was unknown what she was thinking, but her eyes were red.
Sang Minglang was surprised. Didn’t Shen Hanyu already wake up?
So why was Qianqian still crying?