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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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He Pulled Her Into His Arms

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shen Hanyu arrived at Bailing Mountain.

Fang Lan was waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel. She laughed as she said, "You're too late. Miss Sang has already entered the man's room, and they've been in there for nearly an hour. Do you think they already..."

Shen Hanyu's breathing visibly became heavier as soon as he heard this.

It was like the coldness emitted by the glaciers of an extremely cold place, and also like the cold light of a sharp sword that was suddenly unsheathed. It was cold, terrifying, and intimidating.

Fang Lan shut her mouth subconsciously and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

"Room 603, Shen Hanyu. Good luck!"

Just as Shen Hanyu was about to enter the hotel lobby, a car behind him screeched to a halt.

Sang Minglang came out from the car and strode over. "Shen Hanyu, don't go and look for my sister. I'll go."

Shen Hanyu's dark eyes looked at Sang Minglang quietly.