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

# THERAPEUTIC # WIFESPOILING # STUBBORN Sang Qianqian, the eldest daughter of the Sang family, was eighteen when she fell in love with Shen Hanyu at first sight."I love you, Shen Hanyu." "But I don't," Shen Hanyu replied ruthlessly, his every word determined. "Not now, not ever."Furious, the wealthy daughter planned her revenge against Shen Hanyu but somehow discovered that he would eventually become a cold-blooded, tyrannical big-shot who would destroy her family! Her spite towards him skyrocketed, but after she left, he missed Sang Qianqian like crazy, who was now leading a carefree life after moving far away and faking her death. Suddenly, she heard the news that Shen Hanyu, now a magnate and seemingly crazier, had her grave exhumed and was now on the search for her. Alarmed, she quickly packed up her things to go on the run again... only to find the man himself standing outside her door, breathing through gritted teeth, "Running again? Go for it."Knowing that escape was futile, Sang Qianqian changed her approach and tried to charm her way out of the dangerous situation, only to fail and end up submitting herself.***Years later, realizing she had been tricked, Sang Qianqiang threw the divorce papers in front of Shen Hanyu. "I want a divorce!"Shen Qianyu simply pulled her into his arms and leaned in for a kiss. Pulling away after a long while, he asked hoarsely, "Still want a divorce?"Left dazed by the kiss, Song Qianqian mumbled, "N-No..." "Then call me darling." "D-Darling..."Shen Hanyu nodded in satisfaction. "Good girl."

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Are You Really Crazy?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, when Shen Hanyu recalled the side profile of the girl who helped the child up, he felt like he lost his mind. 

The clear scene was like a slow-motion replay. 

He was absolutely sure that it wasn't an illusion. What he saw had to be real. 

Shen Hanyu went to his desk and turned on the computer. 

Even if he were to force his way through the surveillance cameras at the airport, the surveillance network there would be too dense and the traffic would be too high. It would be extremely time-consuming to look it up. 

However, the flight records associated with Wen Xu's personal account were relatively easier to obtain and clearer. 

After he checked, Shen Hanyu's eyes turned cold and dark. 

When he realized the possible truth behind this, his gaze became heated again. 

Midnight.