Fell Into His Arms

After Shen Hanyu received Wen Xu's call that night, he tried to find Sang Qianqian but to no avail.

Not long after, the media reported that Sang Qianqian had returned home safely.

Shen Hanyu never realized that his heart was troubled until he finally relaxed. He didn't see Sang Qianqian again, and it seemed there was no need for them to meet again.

On the other hand, Shen Hanyu was very busy. The company had just started, and he had many things to do. In addition, there were too many businesses that he needed to handle personally.

After the chip release conference, Shen Hanyu saw the overwhelming news that the Sang family had started selling many of their industries. Moreover, they were preparing to leave Ming City.

He finally couldn't help but check the situation of the Sang family on the internet.

After much research, he found out it was true that they were going to sell their assets. Not only the Sang family's real estate, but even the Sang family's old mansion was on the list of being sold.

The Sang family had even terminated their contracts with their real estate and mobile phone business partners. It was clear that they were giving up on these two fields completely.

He didn't know if it was because of Sang Pengcheng's instructions, or if the business partners that terminated their contracts with the Sang family were optimistic about the future of Phoenix Technology.

Their bosses all lowered their stance and came to Shen Hanyu personally to discuss the cooperation, which immediately brought the company's business volume into a period of rapid growth.

Alas, Shen Hanyu couldn't understand why Sang Pengcheng would give up on the Sang family's business and leave Ming City with his family.

For a long time, the Sang family's situation had indeed been difficult, but it wasn't to the point where they couldn't hold on. However, on second thought, it didn't matter to him what the Sang family chose.

In the end, Shen Hanyu engrossed himself in his company's business and no longer paid attention to the Sang family.

That was until he received a call from Sang Qianqian. At that time, he was accompanying Xia Sitong to bake cakes at a famous cake shop.

It was Xia Sitong's birthday today. "I don't want any gifts," she said. "I just want Brother Hanyu to be with me for one day."

Xia Sitong's schedule was packed to the brim; after making the cake, they'd go shopping and watch a movie. Then, at night, they'd return home to celebrate her birthday.

Shen Hanyu couldn't refuse Xia Sitong's request. After all, this was her first birthday since her father's death.

Shen Shaofeng reminded him, "No matter how busy you are, you must spend the day with her. You can't let Sitong down."

Not long after they entered the store, Sang Qianqian called.

"Shen Hanyu, I'm going to meet someone. You must listen to my conversation with him."

The call didn't end, and Shen Hanyu silently listened to the conversation between Sang Qianqian and Han Shangrong.

His heart clenched invisibly as he was overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling.

In the end, he only had one strong desire; he wanted to see Sang Qianqian immediately.

Sang Qianqian said that she'd arrive soon. Shen Hanyu stood up and was about to go out to wait for her.

Xia Sitong was baking a cake by herself, glancing at Shen Hanyu from time to time.

He'd been holding his phone as if he were answering a call. However, he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. He only seemed to have said, "I'll go see you."

Xia Sitong didn't know who he wanted to see and felt rather emotional.

When Shen Hanyu was about to leave without a word, Xia Sitong quickly ran over to stop him.

Shen Hanyu's eyes were so dark that Xia Sitong was shocked. "Brother Hanyu, where are you going?"

"I'm sorry, Sitong." Shen Hanyu said calmly. "Something came up. I can't accompany you today."

After he finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.

Watching as he left, anger and hatred filled Xia Sitong's heart.

...

When Sang Qianqian arrived at the place Shen Hanyu had mentioned, she could see him standing quietly by the street, deep in thought.

It was crowded and lively around them. However, Shen Hanyu exuded an indescribable coldness and solemnity.

Sang Qianqian walked over to Shen Hanyu.

The two bodyguards of the Sang family followed her out of the car. They stood not far away, their eyes following Sang Qianqian's figure.

Ever since she'd disappeared, Sang Pengcheng had been worried about her safety. Wherever she went, there'd always be bodyguards following her.

Sang Qianqian was only a few steps away from Shen Hanyu when she saw a mirror-like reflection of light quickly pass by her eyes. Sang Qianqian frowned slightly. When she looked up, her heart tightened.

A man wearing a cap and a mask suddenly pulled out a dagger, raising his hand as he aimed it directly toward Shen Hanyu's heart.

Shen Hanyu's eyes drooped slightly as he was lost in his thoughts. No one knew what he was thinking, but he didn't react at all.

Sang Qianqian's mind went blank, and she instinctively pounced on Shen Hanyu. "Shen Hanyu!"

The blade reflected the dazzling sunlight and flashed across the sky. Blood-red filled Shen Hanyu's eyes.

The man in the cap was swift, and he was even faster when he pulled out his knife. Then, after missing his first attack, he turned around and fled. The two bodyguards of the Sang family were shocked and immediately went to stop him.

The girl's body fell into Shen Hanyu's arms.

Shen Hanyu's heart seemed to have stopped beating. Everything around him vanished in an instant. The only thing left in the world was the girl in front of him.

Shen Hanyu held on to the last bit of his rationality and picked Sang Qianqian up with trembling hands.

"Get in the car. I'll send the Young Miss to the hospital!"

The driver of the Sang family yelled at Shen Hanyu.

Shen Hanyu carried Sang Qianqian into the car, his hands and body covered in the blood from her wounds.

The girl's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Her eyes, which were always clear and bright, seemed dim and lusterless as if covered with a layer of fog at this moment.

Her anger seemed to be flowing away with the warm blood.

"Shen... Shen Hanyu."

Sang Qianqian opened her mouth weakly. "I have something to tell you..."

"We'll talk about it when we get to the hospital," Shen Hanyu said in a hoarse voice.

"When we reach the hospital, it… It'll be too late..."

Sang Qianqian's vision blurred, and something was slowly pulling away her consciousness.

She felt that she might really die this time.

Sang Qianqian used the last of her strength and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry for Aunty Shen's death; that was really the nurse's fault. You mustn't blame the Sang family..."

Shen Hanyu said in a hoarse voice, "I don't blame your family."

"Then, don't make things difficult for the Sang family in the future..."

She must've been in a lot of pain. Her hands unconsciously clutched the clothes in front of his chest as she spoke. Her small face was wrinkled, and she took a light breath.

"I won't." Shen Hanyu replied in a low, trembling voice.

A small smile appeared on the girl's lips. "Make sure you keep your word."

"I promise."

Shen Hanyu's heart ached as if he was suffocating. He said in a hoarse voice, "Sang Qianqian, stop talking."

Sang Qianqian didn't say anything else as she obediently and silently curled up in his arms.

There was no movement for a long time. Shen Hanyu couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at her.

The girl's eyes had already closed, and her body temperature slowly dropped. The sun was shining brightly outside, but Shen Hanyu only felt cold. It was a bone-chilling, despairing chill that seemed to freeze his blood.

Shen Hanyu hugged the girl in his arms tightly as if he could keep her alive by doing so.