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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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Shen Hanyu's Secret

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sang Qianqian turned around and looked at the layout of the room, slightly surprised.

There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Whether it was the furniture, decorations, or color tones, it was a little similar to her room in the Sang family's villa.

Compared to Shen Hanyu's room next door, this room was much warmer and had a hint of comfort to it.

Sang Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but she still walked to the wardrobe and opened it. Suddenly, she was stunned.

It was indeed as Rong Yan had said. The closet was full of women's clothes. But these were all the clothes she had worn before.

Back then, she had faked her death. In order to avoid suspicion, she hadn't taken any of the clothes she had worn.

What she didn't know was that after Shen Hanyu bought the old house, he had moved some of the clothes into this room.

Sang Qianqian's gaze swept past the dresses as she looked at each one carefully.