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

  Chapter 281 How can I not come to see you

  Sang Minglang's gaze passed over Zhao Song without any trace.

  It's winter, the other party's forehead is shiny and sweaty, and his face is full of flattering smiles.

   Zhao Song, Sang Minglang is indeed quite familiar with him, a typical paper tiger who is fierce on the inside, strong on the outside but dry in the middle.

  So when those gangsters with knives appeared last night, he was quite surprised by Zhao Song's courage.

   Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhao Song came to the hospital to find him in person, denying that he had any relationship with those people.

   In fact, the results of the police investigation are also the same.

   It is said that Zhao Song kept complaining at the police station, and emotionally said that he was framed maliciously. Although he had an unpleasant quarrel with Sang Minglang, he definitely didn't want to hurt anyone, let alone go to jail. Those gangsters had nothing to do with him, etc.

   "President Xiao Sang, can you please stop sending the video to the media?"

   Seeing that Sang Minglang didn't speak, Zhao Song said cautiously, "Besides normal cooperation, you can ask for any conditions you want."

   "Since I said to cancel the cooperation, there is no reason to continue."

  Sang Minglang said lightly, "As for your claim for sky-high losses, let's just let it go. It's really not that I threaten you, or it's going to the court. It's not sure who will pay."

   "That's for sure, how dare I ask you to pay again."

  Zhao Song was very nervous, "That video"

   "I will not send the video to the media, you can go."

  Sang Minglang pursed his lips, "By the way, remember to go to the tax department and pay the taxes you missed all these years. This matter is over."

  Zhao Song still hesitated, "But."

"do not trust me?"

  Sang Minglang frowned, "You don't have to choose if you don't believe me."

  Zhao Song wiped his sweat, "Mr. Xiao Sang, please stop making fun of me, at least let me feel at ease."

   "No one is joking with you."

Sang Minglang was a little impatient, "Zhao Song, since you have worked with the Sang family for so many years, you should know that I never promise anything lightly, but if I promise, I will definitely do it. Besides, you think I am willing to take care of you?" Those unspeakable things of yours? To tell you the truth, as long as you don't mess with me, there is absolutely no possibility that a third person will see that video except you and me. "

  In Zhao Song's recognition of you, Sang Minglang acted vigorously, and could chat and laugh with everyone on the scene, but inside he was somewhat arrogant.

  Even though Zhao Song is much older than Sang Minglang, he feels a little unreasonable towards him.

  But Sang Minglang does have one good thing, that is, he will definitely do what he promised, and Zhao Song has a deep understanding of this.

At the beginning, his company was in trouble, and he begged his grandpa to tell his grandma how many people he had found. In the end, he asked Sang Minglang. Consider yourself a benefactor.

   In terms of keeping promises and keeping promises, Zhao Song still trusts Sang Minglang.

   "I don't dare to offend Mr. Sang again."

  Receiving Sang Minglang's personal promise, Zhao Song was somewhat relieved, "Speaking of which, this time I blame that woman named Zhang Xue, who broke the relationship between me and President Xiao Sang, if it wasn't for her."

   "Okay, I have no relationship with you, so stop talking nonsense."

  Sang Minglang waved his hand, "Go away."

  Zhao Song didn't dare to say anything more, turned around obediently, and was shocked to see Sang Qianqian at the door.

   Normally, I would have to lick my face to say hello, but today I didn't have the guts to even take a second look, and left in disgrace.

   "Brother, do you really believe that those gangsters recognized the wrong person?"

   Zhao Song didn't find the gangster, Sang Qianqian believed it, but said that the gangster identified the wrong person. For some reason, she always felt that it was not that simple.

  Her brother's appearance is not as memorable as Shen Hanyu's, but he is still distinguished by his appearance.

   It's not about bragging, throwing her brother in the crowd, the kind that can definitely be recognized at a glance.

  How could those gangsters not understand clearly beforehand, how could it be such a coincidence that they happened to recognize her brother by mistake?

   "The police are also investigating this now, and the possibility of identifying the wrong person is relatively high."

  Sang Minglang didn't want his sister to worry, "The police shouldn't be wrong."

  Sang Qianqian warned, "Anyway, brother, be careful in the future."

  Sang Minglang nodded, "I know."

  Actually, to be honest, he doesn't quite believe in the rhetoric of admitting the wrong person.

   It's just that Ruan Cheng is already dead, the Ruan family is now down and scattered, and he has no enemies in Guangdong City.

  If those gangsters really came after him, who wanted to hurt him, or even kill him?

  Sang Qianqian had dinner with her brother.

  Sang Minglang urged her to go home, and said that he didn't sleep well last night because of her presence.

   Sang Qianqian felt very helpless for Sang Minglang's "accusation" of turning black and white.

  She didn't do anything or say anything last night. Her brother was restless, and it was her fault.

  However, since he is a sick patient, let's not bother with him.

  When Sang Qianqian returned home, it was already dark.

  Outside the house, a tall man was leaning in a corner, smoking a cigarette with his head down, thoughtful, his figure and face were hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly.

  Sang Qianqian was taken aback, "Who's there?"

  The man immediately stubbed out the cigarette, and took two steps forward.

  The light from the street lamp hit his face, reflecting his handsome and upright facial features, short hair and neat, strong aura, under the bridge of his handsome nose, with a smile on his lips.

   "Sister, you don't even know me?"

  Wen Xu spoke, with a tone of childish grievance, "Did you forget me at all?"

   "What are you talking about, I have forgotten who, and I will not forget you."

  Sang Qianqian was overwhelmed with surprise, and took Wen Xu's hand very naturally, "Why don't you go in the house when you come? What are you doing standing outside?"

   "Waiting for you." Wen Xu replied confidently.

   "Wait for me? Wait in the house if I don't know, call me if I don't know?"

  Sang glanced at him shallowly, "I think you're just standing outside smoking. Speaking of which, the frequency of your smoking now seems to be getting more and more frequent."

  The last time she went back to Guangdong City, Wen Xu came to see her, and she also smoked on the balcony at night, and she bumped into her.

  Wen Xu smiled, and answered lightly, "It's not because you are not by my side, no one cares about me. By the way, when will you return to Mingcheng?"

   "Mingcheng can't go back for the time being, just wait."

  Sang Qianqian asked, "Why did you come here suddenly and didn't tell me?"

   "Not suddenly. I happened to call Brother Minglang today, and I heard that he was injured. You have returned to Guangdong City, and Shen Hanyu is still with you."

  Wen Xu's eyes flashed an unknown light, "Last time in the capital, it was extremely difficult to see him. This time he came to the door in person, how can I not come to see him?"

  (end of this chapter)