Chapter 215 wedding day

   Chapter 215 Wedding Day

  Her brother, who was rebellious and rebellious when he was young, matured and calmed down later, but there was an arrogance in his heart.

  Sang Qianqian couldn’t imagine what kind of state of mind his brother was in when he was chained with chains, trapped in such a small space, and spent nearly half a year.

   The tears that I had endured all the way, when I saw Sang Minglang, I couldn’t bear it any longer, and the big ones rolled down.

  Sang Minglang had a smile on his face, “Why are you crying? Isn’t my brother still alive? It’s rare to meet, so I should be happy.”

   The more he pretended to be relaxed like this, the more sad Sang Qianqian felt, and the tears could not stop.

  Sang Minglang sighed silently, took her hand, asked her to sit beside him, raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

   “Stop crying, Qianqian, you came to me, definitely not for me to see you cry, right?”

  Sang Qianqian does have something to say to Sang Minglang.

   She held back her emotions, “Brother, do you know about Han Yu?”

  Sang Minglang’s eyes dimmed, “Ruan Xiaoshuang told me.”

   Ruan Xiaoshuang did not actually tell him the specific circumstances of Shen Hanyu’s accident.

   Only vaguely stated that Shen Hanyu died in an explosion accident in an abandoned mental hospital, and Guo Muyang had already assumed the post of President of Phoenix.

  Sang Minglang guessed the whole story somewhat.

   For no reason, Shen Hanyu would not go to that kind of place.

   His only weakness is probably his own sister.

   “Did Sister Xiaoshuang tell my brother that I will soon marry Xie Shi’an?”

  Sang Qian was silent for a moment, “The wedding is just a week away.”

   During this period of time, Xie Shian didn’t come to see her. Although he was busy with the Xie family, the wedding preparations did not fail at all.

   is all ready.

  Sang Minglang nodded, he glanced out the door, it was very quiet outside.

   Xie Shian sent Sang Qianqian in just now and went out.

   But Sang Minglang’s voice was still very low, so low that only Sang Qianqian could hear it: “Qianqian, what are you trying to do?”

   “Xie Shi’an told me that if I marry him, I can regain my freedom, there may be more opportunities to see my brother, and maybe I can go back to work in the hospital.”

  Sang Qianqian said softly, “Brother, I don’t want to be locked up by them for the rest of my life.”

  Sang Minglang looked at her deeply, the little sister’s thoughts could not be concealed in front of him.

   I’m afraid her reason for doing this is far more than what she said.

   He said solemnly, “Qianqian, Ruan Cheng is a lunatic, Xie Shian can’t protect you now, don’t provoke Ruan Cheng, don’t do stupid things.”

   “Brother, I won’t.”

  Sang Qianqian’s lips curled into an arc, but she was somewhat sad, “Han Yu is gone, but you are still alive, I haven’t rescued you yet, I won’t do stupid things.”

   “That’s the best.”

  Sang Minglang patted her hand comfortingly, and asked in a low voice, “Have you contacted Dad?”

   “No, but Shi An said that Ruan Cheng didn’t embarrass the Sang family.”

  Actually, according to Ruan Cheng’s temperament, he would not let the Sang family go.

   But Xie Shi’an strongly opposed it. He said that he didn’t want to be separated from Sang Qianqian in the future. If Ruan Cheng insisted on doing this, he would never stand by.

   In the end, Ruan Cheng had to give up.

  Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows, “Xie Shi’an finally did something.”

   “Brother, we can’t go back to Yuecheng now. I want Brother Zhong Yao to pick up Dad to Europe and let him stay with Uncle Zhong for a while.”

  Sang Qianqian said, “Just let Dad go to relax. The company’s affairs should be left to others for the time being, okay?”

  Zhong Yao is the son of Uncle Zhong. After studying abroad, he settled in Europe and never returned to China.

   When Uncle Zhong was unconscious, on the eve of the Sang family leaving Mingcheng, Zhong Yao returned to China to receive Uncle Zhong for treatment abroad.

   When Sang Qianqian was studying in Europe, Uncle Zhong was already awake. She often visited Uncle Zhong and Zhong Yao, and they were very close.

   If Uncle Zhong was with him, presumably her dad would be in a better mood.

  Sang Minglang of course would not object, “Yes. Just, can you contact Zhong Yao?”

  Sang Qianqian pursed her lips, “This is one of the conditions for Xie Shi’an and I to get married.”

  Sang Minglang was in a complicated mood, “Are you really planning to marry Xie Shi’an?”

   “No, but I have no other choice.”

  Sang Qian smiled lightly, “Brother, he is my first boyfriend after all, and he’s not bad for me. I don’t hate him.”

   I don’t hate it, but I don’t like it either.

  Sang Minglang was not happy, but right now, there really is no better choice.

   His voice was harsh, “Qianqian, my brother really shouldn’t have acted impulsive back then.”

   Because Ruan Xiaoshuang fell into this cage, now, it is too late to regret.

   “Brother, don’t say that. It has nothing to do with you, Ruan Cheng is too despicable.”

  Sang Qianqian looked at the gaunt-looking brother, her nose was inexplicably sore, “Brother, I just don’t know if I can save you in the future. If not, brother, don’t blame me.”

   “I don’t need your help. Trust your brother, I won’t be trapped here forever. Before I got on the plane, I was so hasty, I arranged countermeasures.”

Sang Minglang’s voice was low, but his tone was firm, “Shen Hanyu is more thoughtful than me. Even if he is gone, Ruan Cheng will definitely not be better. Qianqian, I don’t need to worry about you, my brother will find a chance to go out sooner or later. , you just take care of yourself.”

  Sang Qianqian exhaled lightly, I hope, I hope so.

   That way, she can feel a little more at ease, so that she won’t be too regretful when she leaves.

   When he left Ruan’s house and returned to the small courtyard.

   Xie Shian asked Sang Qianqian to make a call as promised.

   On the other end of the phone, Zhong Yao didn’t ask any more questions. When he asked Sang Qianqian for help, he agreed, “I’ll go back to China tomorrow.”

   “My brother will pick up my dad later. But, if he hasn’t gone,”

  Sang Qian paused, “Then please, Brother Zhong Yao, take good care of my dad.”

   “Why do you seem to be explaining the funeral, your brother came to pick up your father, you won’t come?”

  Zhong Yao chuckled, with a serious tone, “Do you need help, Qian Qian?”

  Sang Qianqian shook her head, “No need, Brother Zhong Yao, my dad, I’ll trouble you.”

   Zhong Yao had to say something, but Sang Qianqian had already hung up the phone.

  *

   blinked, it was already a week later, the wedding day.

   Xie Shian kept his promises.

   This wedding was not only a grand event in the capital, but also became the focus of attention of the whole country.

   Everyone knows that the newly returned heir to the Xie family in the capital is about to get married.

   The identity, appearance and family background of the bride are kept secret.

   Until the big wedding day, some media took huge portraits of the bride and groom at the wedding scene.

   In the photo, the groom is smiling, and the bride is held in his arms by him, under the white veil, shy and half-brows.

  Behind the two of them, there is an endless sea of ​​flowers, faint green peaks, and vast clouds and mists, which are beautiful.

  The photo quickly became a hot search and became popular on the Internet.

  Although the bride only shows half of her profile face, she has become the envy and admiration of countless netizens.

  The capital, in an unremarkable courtyard.

   In a dimly lit room.

  The man stared coldly at the photos on the computer, his eyes fell on the side of the girl under the veil for a long time.

  Brows and eyes are like frost, gloomy and cold.

   (end of this chapter)