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

  Chapter 19 No matter how you look at it, you are crying.

   Long guns and short cannons were set up in the corridor, and countless reporters were staring at the ward area.

   Shen Hanyu's appearance at the Shen family company's new product launch conference has already made him a rising star, and Shen Shaofeng's car accident has pushed Shen Hanyu to the forefront.

  The media desperately wanted to interview him, and they did not hesitate to come to the hospital to contain him.

  Sang Qianqian lowered his head, quietly bypassed the media, and walked in.

  Some reporters were amazed at her face, and they couldn't help but take a second glance, but it didn't stop there.

   Over the years, Sang Pengcheng has protected Sang Qianqian very well, so the media didn't know her at all, they just thought she was a family member who came to visit the patient.

   In the ward, Shen Shaofeng was lying weakly on the hospital bed, but his legs were still covered with thick bandages.

  Shen Hanyu was facing the door with his back to the room, feeding his father a small spoonful of water, very patient.

  Sang Qianqian was hesitating whether to go in or not.

   Wei Qinghua had just poured hot water over when he saw Sang Qianqian and immediately frowned, "What are you doing here?"

  Sang Qianqian said, "I'm here to visit Uncle Shen."

   Wei Qinghua originally had a good impression of Sang Qianqian because of the PPT, but after knowing that she was Sang Pengcheng's daughter, this good feeling suddenly turned into disgust.

   "No need, hurry up, people from the Sang family are not welcome here!" he said angrily.

   Wei Qinghua's voice is not too small, the three words of the Sang family were keenly captured by the reporters outside the ward area.

   was like a dose of stimulant, injected into the sensitive nerves of the reporters, and everyone stared at Sang Qianqian with bright eyes.

   If it wasn't for the ward area forbidding them to enter, they would be able to rush over and surround Sang Qianqian immediately.

  Sang Qianqian didn't want to have a dispute with Wei Qinghua, so she put down the nutritional supplements in her hand.

   Her eyes fell on Shen Hanyu's back, and she said softly, "I hope Uncle Shen recovers soon."

  Wei Qinghua glanced at those things. There were several hundred-year-old ginseng roots in them. It seemed that the eldest lady had spent a lot of money.

   "Take these things too."

  Wei Qinghua sarcastically said, "We dare not eat what the Sang family gave us."

  Sang Qian said lightly, "Then do what you want, just throw it away."

   This thing is very heavy, she doesn't want to carry it back.

  Sang Qianqian turned around and walked out. She stepped out of the ward with her front foot, and a hula-la crowd rushed up on her back. She was surrounded and blocked by reporters.

   The camera and microphone almost hit Sang Qianqian's face, the crowd was too crowded, she was pushed back by a force, her back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

   "I heard that Sang Pengcheng has a daughter. She is afraid of flying if she holds it in the palm of her hand, and if it is contained in her mouth, it will be damaged. Are you?"

   "Miss Sang, your brother killed someone, do you know?"

   "Are you here to repent on behalf of the Sang family?"

   "Will the Sang family use their connections to exonerate your brother?"

   Urgent and sharp questions are thrown one after another.

  Sang Qianqian calmed down, "I believe that my brother would not do such a thing, everything is subject to the police investigation results. If my brother really did something wrong, the Sang family will never cover him up."

   After answering the question, she wanted to leave, but the reporters would not let her go.

   A reporter stepped on her foot, causing Sang Qianqian's face to change color in pain.

   She wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but the human wall blocked her firmly and could not be shaken.

The voices of    asked questions one after another, and the flashlight kept flashing at Sang Qianqian.

   She felt like a butterfly that had strayed into a spider's web, fluttering hard, but she couldn't get out, she was at a loss.

   From childhood to adulthood, Sang Qianqian can be said to be pampered in a honeypot, and protected by her father and brother too well. She has never encountered such a scene surrounded by the media.

   Her ears were buzzing, her eyes were hurting, and she burst into tears from the flash.

  Sang Qianqian simply turned around and turned her back to the reporters.

  Humph, she came to stand facing the wall to see what these reporters did.

   However, she underestimated the ability of these reporters to get to the bottom of things, so they still refused to let her go.

   "Miss Sang, are you guilty? Or are you crying?"

   "Miss Sang, why do you believe your brother didn't kill..."

  Sang Qianqian is really going crazy.

   She regretted not letting the driver follow her, otherwise she wouldn't be trapped here.

   There was a lot of noise outside the ward. Inside the ward, Shen Hanyu calmly continued to feed his father.

   When he came out to rinse the cup after feeding, he still glanced at the crowd gathering place, and then saw Sang Qianqian trapped in the circle.

   A slender and delicate figure, clinging to the wall helplessly, with his head lowered, buried in his arms, no matter how he looked at it, he was... crying.

   He stood for two seconds, entered the ward, put away the cup, and turned to go out.

   Without the PPT she made, the press conference could not have been so successful.

  Send her away, take it as it is, and return her favor.

  …

  Sang Qianqian, who was facing the wall, felt that the crowd behind him suddenly made a more violent commotion, and various questions were asked again.

   However, it seems that he is not asking her, but asking….

  Sang Qian turned her head subconsciously and saw Shen Hanyu.

  Shen Hanyu has become the core of the encirclement at this moment.

   The shutter kept pressing and the flash flashed frantically again.

  Sang Qianqian tried her best to widen her sore and tearful eyes, staring at Shen Hanyu in a daze.

  He, how did he come out?

   I don’t know about these media, is he waiting for him?

  Shen Hanyu had no expression on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely indifferent.

   Seeing the girl's tearful appearance, she frowned slightly.

   The next moment, the human wall was forcefully separated, and Sang Qianqian's wrist was held by Shen Hanyu.

  He blocked the cameras and lenses with one hand, and protected Sang Qianqian with the other, and walked out steadily and firmly.

   Facing the overwhelming question, Shen Hanyu pursed his thin lips tightly, but did not respond.

   (end of this chapter)