i was seduced into a marriage after failing to charm the tyrannical bigshot

Wound Treatment

Perhaps because she was too scared, Xia Sitong stumbled and fell. Sang Qianqian quickly bent over to help her up.

The drunkard had already caught up to them in that short time and was tugging at Xia Sitong’s clothes.

Xia Sitong shrieked, and Sang Qianqian could only throw the phone at the drunkard’s face.

The phone hit the drunkard’s eye, and he groaned in pain.

He ignored Xia Sitong and pounced on Sang Qianqian like a madman.

Sang Qianqian couldn’t dodge in time and was pounced on by the drunk man, falling heavily to the ground.

Her head hit the leg of the long bench, and she saw stars. Her palm stung as if it had been cut by something sharp.

Xia Sitong’s legs were so weak that she almost couldn’t stand still. Trembling, she quickly called and cried for help, “Brother Hanyu, I’m downstairs with Sang Qianqian. You… You need to come down quickly…”

“Little b*tch, how dare you to hit me!”

The drunkard already pinned Sang Qianqian down as he cursed, “I’ll kill you today!”

He was stunned when he saw her face. His eyes scanned her face and collarbones from head to toe with lust.

As she was attending Han Tianyi’s birthday party today, Sang Qianqian was wearing a V-shaped blue dress that revealed most of her collarbone.

The drunkard’s eyes were filled with desire as he tried to tear her dress. Sang Qianqian struggled with all her might and almost broke free. However, the drunkard was furious and grabbed her neck with all his strength.

Sang Qianqian had difficulty breathing. Her cheeks turned red, and her consciousness was a little blurred.

Suddenly, the heavy pressure on her body was lifted. The drunkard was pulled away and immediately released a blood-curdling scream.

Sang Qianqian gasped for air and composed herself before looking toward the scream.

Under the dim yellow street light, a tall figure was mercilessly kicking the drunkard.

Sang Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat. Shen Hanyu?

Did he and Xia Sitong live in the same neighborhood?

Shen Hanyu quickly restrained the drunkard. He tied the man’s hands and feet up with the belt around his waist.

Xia Sitong had already called the police and told Shen Hanyu what happened in a sobbing tone.

Sang Qianqian was just wondering a moment ago, why was Xia Sitong so timid whenever she saw her?

Only now did she realize that she wasn’t much better than Xia Sitong. The moment she saw Shen Hanyu, her entire body tensed up.

“My chauffeur is waiting for me outside. Since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.” Sang Qianqian turned around and tried to run.

“We can’t leave yet; we must wait for the police.”

Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes glanced at Sang Qianqian’s right hand, which was still dripping with blood. “You hurt your hand?”

Sang Qianqian subconsciously hid her hands behind her back. “It’s just a small injury. I’m fine.”

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows slightly. Then, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out.

The feeling of her wrist being held by Shen Hanyu was like ice and fire simultaneously. Sang Qianqian’s entire body stiffened.

“I-I’m really fine,” she stammered.

“Open your hands,” Shen Hanyu said coldly.

Sang Qianqian released her fist.

Her originally white palm was cut. The wound wasn’t intense, but a lot of blood flowed out, dripping down the gaps between her fingers.

Xia Sitong turned her eyes away, not daring to look.

“Young Miss, how’d you get injured?!”

At this moment, the chauffeur from the Sang family came in to check on Sang Qianqian. The moment he saw Sang Qian Qian’s injuries, he was shocked. “Young Miss, I’ll send you to the hospital now!”

Sang Qianqian refused. “It’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine after I go back and get my wound bandaged.”

“I’m sorry, Young Miss. I didn’t protect you properly…” The chauffeur apologized.

Sang Qianqian shook her head. “It’s not your fault.”

It was her bad luck to have met a crazy drunkard.

Shen Hanyu looked at Sang Qianqian. “Sitong has medicine at home for external injuries. You can bandage it up first.”

Sang Qianqian was just about to reject him when the chauffeur repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying, “Thank you! Young Miss, quickly go and get it treated. At the very least, you should stop the bleeding first.”

Sang Qianqian had no choice but to follow Xia Sitong to her house.

To her surprise, Shen Hanyu followed her.

Was he worried about Xia Sitong being alone with her or something?

Sang Qianqian was puzzled, but she was too embarrassed to ask.

Xia Sitong took out the first aid kit, which Shen Hanyu grabbed. Next, he pulled out medical alcohol, bandages, and other medicine.

Seeing how he was prepared to do it himself, Sang Qianqian was rather shocked. “I-I think it’s better to let Sitong help me…”

“She’s scared of blood.” Shen Hanyu said indifferently.

Sang Qianqian was on the verge of tears.

Was this the reason why Shen Hanyu had followed her upstairs?

If she had known, she wouldn’t have come.

When he applied the cold disinfectant to the wound, Sang Qianqian was in so much pain that she sucked in a breath of cold air, and her little face was twisted.

Shen Hanyu glanced at her. “I’m almost done. Hold on.”

Although his tone was indifferent, his actions were much gentler.

Sang Qianqian did not dare to respond. Like a wooden puppet, she didn’t even dare to move.

After a while, her wound was finally treated. She heaved a huge sigh of relief and was about to get up.

“What about your forehead?” Shen Hanyu said, looking at her.

Sang Qianqian touched her forehead. There was a protruding bump the size of a pigeon’s egg. It was excruciating and seemed red and swollen. Although hesitant, she had no choice but to sit down again.

Right then, they could hear the sound of a police siren from outside the window. At the same time, Xia Sitong’s phone rang.

Xia Sitong hung up after a few words. “Brother Hanyu, the police are here. Let me explain the situation to them.”

Shen Hanyu nodded. “Alright, you can leave now. We’ll be right there.”

Xia Sitong quickly went out, and the room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Shen Hanyu bent over slightly and applied medicine to Sang Qianqian’s forehead. The two were so close that they could hear each other’s breathing.

Sang Qianqian’s body was extremely stiff as if she was being tortured.

She had never felt that time had passed so slowly. It was only a short one or two minutes, but to her, it felt like centuries had passed. Her palms were already wet.

“It’s done.”

Those two cold words rang in her ears, and Sang Qianqian felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Not wasting any time, she stood up and hastily prepared to leave.

She didn’t pay attention to her feet and tripped over the first-aid box.

When his firm and steady arms caught her, Sang Qianqian looked up subconsciously and met Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes. It was as if she’d been electrocuted as she scurried away like a frightened rabbit.

She’d knocked over the first-aid box at her feet in a hurry, and the medicine inside spilled all over the ground.

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows. “What’s wrong?”

Sang Qianqian quickly squatted down to pick up the items. “N-nothing…”

Her words weren’t convincing at all. Shen Hanyu looked at her, clearly not believing she was okay.

Fortunately, the sudden ringing of the phone eased the awkwardness in the room.

It was from Xia Sitong. “Brother Hanyu, they asked the chauffeur and I to go make a statement at the police station. So you can go there directly later.”

The police station wasn’t far, and it only took seven or eight minutes to walk there.

Sang Qianqian didn’t dare to get too close to Shen Hanyu, but she also didn’t dare to walk too far.

They walked in silence. After some time, noticing that there was no sound behind him, Shen Hanyu finally couldn’t help but stop and turn to look at Sang Qianqian.

Wound Treatment

Perhaps because she was too scared, Xia Sitong stumbled and fell. Sang Qianqian quickly bent over to help her up.

The drunkard had already caught up to them in that short time and was tugging at Xia Sitong’s clothes.

Xia Sitong shrieked, and Sang Qianqian could only throw the phone at the drunkard’s face.

The phone hit the drunkard’s eye, and he groaned in pain.

He ignored Xia Sitong and pounced on Sang Qianqian like a madman.

Sang Qianqian couldn’t dodge in time and was pounced on by the drunk man, falling heavily to the ground.

Her head hit the leg of the long bench, and she saw stars. Her palm stung as if it had been cut by something sharp.

Xia Sitong’s legs were so weak that she almost couldn’t stand still. Trembling, she quickly called and cried for help, “Brother Hanyu, I’m downstairs with Sang Qianqian. You… You need to come down quickly…”

“Little b*tch, how dare you to hit me!”

The drunkard already pinned Sang Qianqian down as he cursed, “I’ll kill you today!”

He was stunned when he saw her face. His eyes scanned her face and collarbones from head to toe with lust.

As she was attending Han Tianyi’s birthday party today, Sang Qianqian was wearing a V-shaped blue dress that revealed most of her collarbone.

The drunkard’s eyes were filled with desire as he tried to tear her dress. Sang Qianqian struggled with all her might and almost broke free. However, the drunkard was furious and grabbed her neck with all his strength.

Sang Qianqian had difficulty breathing. Her cheeks turned red, and her consciousness was a little blurred.

Suddenly, the heavy pressure on her body was lifted. The drunkard was pulled away and immediately released a blood-curdling scream.

Sang Qianqian gasped for air and composed herself before looking toward the scream.

Under the dim yellow street light, a tall figure was mercilessly kicking the drunkard.

Sang Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat. Shen Hanyu?

Did he and Xia Sitong live in the same neighborhood?

Shen Hanyu quickly restrained the drunkard. He tied the man’s hands and feet up with the belt around his waist.

Xia Sitong had already called the police and told Shen Hanyu what happened in a sobbing tone.

Sang Qianqian was just wondering a moment ago, why was Xia Sitong so timid whenever she saw her?

Only now did she realize that she wasn’t much better than Xia Sitong. The moment she saw Shen Hanyu, her entire body tensed up.

“My chauffeur is waiting for me outside. Since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.” Sang Qianqian turned around and tried to run.

“We can’t leave yet; we must wait for the police.”

Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes glanced at Sang Qianqian’s right hand, which was still dripping with blood. “You hurt your hand?”

Sang Qianqian subconsciously hid her hands behind her back. “It’s just a small injury. I’m fine.”

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows slightly. Then, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand out.

The feeling of her wrist being held by Shen Hanyu was like ice and fire simultaneously. Sang Qianqian’s entire body stiffened.

“I-I’m really fine,” she stammered.

“Open your hands,” Shen Hanyu said coldly.

Sang Qianqian released her fist.

Her originally white palm was cut. The wound wasn’t intense, but a lot of blood flowed out, dripping down the gaps between her fingers.

Xia Sitong turned her eyes away, not daring to look.

“Young Miss, how’d you get injured?!”

At this moment, the chauffeur from the Sang family came in to check on Sang Qianqian. The moment he saw Sang Qian Qian’s injuries, he was shocked. “Young Miss, I’ll send you to the hospital now!”

Sang Qianqian refused. “It’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine after I go back and get my wound bandaged.”

“I’m sorry, Young Miss. I didn’t protect you properly…” The chauffeur apologized.

Sang Qianqian shook her head. “It’s not your fault.”

It was her bad luck to have met a crazy drunkard.

Shen Hanyu looked at Sang Qianqian. “Sitong has medicine at home for external injuries. You can bandage it up first.”

Sang Qianqian was just about to reject him when the chauffeur repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying, “Thank you! Young Miss, quickly go and get it treated. At the very least, you should stop the bleeding first.”

Sang Qianqian had no choice but to follow Xia Sitong to her house.

To her surprise, Shen Hanyu followed her.

Was he worried about Xia Sitong being alone with her or something?

Sang Qianqian was puzzled, but she was too embarrassed to ask.

Xia Sitong took out the first aid kit, which Shen Hanyu grabbed. Next, he pulled out medical alcohol, bandages, and other medicine.

Seeing how he was prepared to do it himself, Sang Qianqian was rather shocked. “I-I think it’s better to let Sitong help me…”

“She’s scared of blood.” Shen Hanyu said indifferently.

Sang Qianqian was on the verge of tears.

Was this the reason why Shen Hanyu had followed her upstairs?

If she had known, she wouldn’t have come.

When he applied the cold disinfectant to the wound, Sang Qianqian was in so much pain that she sucked in a breath of cold air, and her little face was twisted.

Shen Hanyu glanced at her. “I’m almost done. Hold on.”

Although his tone was indifferent, his actions were much gentler.

Sang Qianqian did not dare to respond. Like a wooden puppet, she didn’t even dare to move.

After a while, her wound was finally treated. She heaved a huge sigh of relief and was about to get up.

“What about your forehead?” Shen Hanyu said, looking at her.

Sang Qianqian touched her forehead. There was a protruding bump the size of a pigeon’s egg. It was excruciating and seemed red and swollen. Although hesitant, she had no choice but to sit down again.

Right then, they could hear the sound of a police siren from outside the window. At the same time, Xia Sitong’s phone rang.

Xia Sitong hung up after a few words. “Brother Hanyu, the police are here. Let me explain the situation to them.”

Shen Hanyu nodded. “Alright, you can leave now. We’ll be right there.”

Xia Sitong quickly went out, and the room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Shen Hanyu bent over slightly and applied medicine to Sang Qianqian’s forehead. The two were so close that they could hear each other’s breathing.

Sang Qianqian’s body was extremely stiff as if she was being tortured.

She had never felt that time had passed so slowly. It was only a short one or two minutes, but to her, it felt like centuries had passed. Her palms were already wet.

“It’s done.”

Those two cold words rang in her ears, and Sang Qianqian felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. Not wasting any time, she stood up and hastily prepared to leave.

She didn’t pay attention to her feet and tripped over the first-aid box.

When his firm and steady arms caught her, Sang Qianqian looked up subconsciously and met Shen Hanyu’s dark eyes. It was as if she’d been electrocuted as she scurried away like a frightened rabbit.

She’d knocked over the first-aid box at her feet in a hurry, and the medicine inside spilled all over the ground.

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows. “What’s wrong?”

Sang Qianqian quickly squatted down to pick up the items. “N-nothing…”

Her words weren’t convincing at all. Shen Hanyu looked at her, clearly not believing she was okay.

Fortunately, the sudden ringing of the phone eased the awkwardness in the room.

It was from Xia Sitong. “Brother Hanyu, they asked the chauffeur and I to go make a statement at the police station. So you can go there directly later.”

The police station wasn’t far, and it only took seven or eight minutes to walk there.

Sang Qianqian didn’t dare to get too close to Shen Hanyu, but she also didn’t dare to walk too far.

They walked in silence. After some time, noticing that there was no sound behind him, Shen Hanyu finally couldn’t help but stop and turn to look at Sang Qianqian.