173 Do You Have Something to Say to Me?

“If i had talked to you earlier, the matter would have been resolved.”

Guo Muyang’s mood was much more relaxed now. “But it’s not too late now. I’ll be able to return in three to five days at most.”

He paused. “Hanyu, how are you and Miss Sang?”

“Of course we’re fine. Why do you ask?” Shen Hanyu asked.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing, I’m just asking. Anyways, there are some clues about the shooting. When I come back, I’ll discuss with you what to do.”

Although Guo Muyang wasn’t in the country, he had sent people to the capital to investigate Xie Shi’an’s matter and found out a lot.

However, this matter involved Sang Qianqian, so it wasn’t appropriate to talk about it over the phone. It was better to talk face to face.

He didn’t wait for Shen Hanyu to ask anything and hung up.

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows. This was the first time Guo Muyang had hung up so quickly.

Shen Hanyu put down his phone and continued to work for a while before he got up. Afraid of waking Sang Qianqian up, Shen Hanyu took a shower on the first floor before heading upstairs to rest.

—

In the bedroom upstairs.

Sang Qianqian had already gone from her initial nervousness and uneasiness to a mental breakdown, and then to a heart as still as water.

In the end, she really couldn’t take it anymore. Just as she was about to doze off, the door was gently pushed open.

Sang Qianqian was jolted awake and subconsciously held her breath.

Shen Hanyu didn’t turn on the lights. He walked over with light steps, and the cool air from his shower lingered on his body.

He walked to the bed and stood still.

Sang Qianqian didn’t open her eyes, but she could feel that he was staring at her.

At this moment, her sleeping posture wasn’t considered good. She had waited for too long just now, so she had tossed and turned, rolling here and there. At this moment, the bed was a little messy. Half of the blanket was pressed under her body, and the other half was pushed away by her, revealing her arms and legs.

Shen Hanyu bent over and covered her with the blanket. Under the moonlight, the girl’s long eyelashes were slightly closed. Her long black hair was spread on the snow-white pillow, and her sleeping face looked sweet and obedient.

Shen Hanyu lowered his head and planted a kiss on her lips.

In the end, he didn’t dare to go deep in for fear of waking her up. Like a dragonfly touching the water, he left after a touch.

The moment Shen Hanyu kissed her, Sang Qianqian was caught off guard and her body stiffened.

She composed herself and was about to respond when he actually… left.

Sang Qianqian opened her eyes and looked over, only to see that the man had gone to the cloakroom. A moment later, he returned with a thin blanket in his arms.

There was a rustling sound as he laid down.

He was lying beside Sang Qianqian, covered by another blanket, and there was still a certain distance between them.

Sang Qianqian closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt an inexplicable anger rising in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling of aggrievement.

Didn’t he like her for five years? Now that the two of them were sleeping on the same bed, he could actually hold it in and not do anything?

Although her figure was a little slimmer and not as hot as some celebrities, she was perky in places that should be perky, and those places that should be perky weren’t small.

His actions were a little too much of a bully. It was as if he really didn’t put her in his eyes.

“Shen Hanyu,”

In the quiet room, the girl’s voice, which was obviously suppressing her emotions, rang out. “In your eyes, am I particularly lacking in womanly charm?”

Shen Hanyu thought that she was asleep, but he was surprised to hear her voice.

He raised his hand and touched her head gently. “Why would I?”

Sang Qianqian said lightly, “Then why don’t you share the same blanket with me? And why are you laying so far away from me?”

The distance between the two of them was enough for another person to lie down.

Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment, but he answered her question with his actions.

The extra blanket was quickly put away, and in the next moment, Sang Qianqian was pulled into the man’s warm and firm embrace. His voice was a little hoarse. “I was afraid I would wake you up.”

He thought she had fallen asleep, and half of the blanket was under her body. If he pulled it out forcefully, he would definitely wake her up.

His heart really yearned for her, and he wanted her to sleep a little longer, even if it was very difficult to hold it in.

However, since she was awake now and even asked such a question, it seemed like he didn’t need to endure it anymore.

Sang Qianqian was just about to speak when her chin was suddenly lifted and an earth-shattering kiss fell on her lips.

Even Sang Qianqian was a little shocked after that.

This was because Shen Hanyu seemed to have become the Shen Hanyu in her dreams; extremely domineering, but also very gentle.

She felt like she was floating on the turbulent sea, being blown up and down by the strong wind and waves. The man in front of her was the only person she could rely on.

—

Shen Hanyu opened his eyes when the morning light shone through the window.

For a moment, his mind was still filled with the scenes from last night. It was like a dream, a dream that was too unreal.

However, when he lowered his eyes and saw the sleeping Sang Qianqian in his arms, one of her hands was still unconsciously placed on his waist.

Shen Hanyu’s heart melted.

He stared at Sang Qianqian for a long time before he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. He then got off the bed very gently.

When Sang Qianqian woke up, the sky was already bright. She was the only one on the bed, so Shen Hanyu should be up by now.

Thinking about everything that happened last night, Sang Qianqian lowered her head and saw the marks on her fair skin. Her face became slightly hot.

A man who had been abstinent for too long was simply terrifying.

—

When she was done tidying up and went downstairs.

Shen Hanyu was placing breakfast on the table. He was basking in the autumn morning sun and looked at her with a gentle smile. “Come and eat.”

Sang Qianqian’s heart trembled uncontrollably, but she still walked over silently.

After breakfast, Shen Hanyu sent her to school.

Along the way, Sang Qianqian was silent. She looked at Shen Hanyu several times, wanting to say something but stopping.

When the car arrived, Shen Hanyu turned to look at her. “Do you have something to say to me?”

Sang Qianqian had indeed prepared a lot of things she wanted to say, but when she met the man’s infinitely gentle eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to say them.

She really couldn’t bear to cruelly shatter the warmth in front of her, but she also had some greed.

She thought to herself, ‘Let’s wait a little longer. There’s still more than a month left.’

She still has time to take it slow.

“No, I don’t,”

Sang Qianqian turned her head away to avoid his gaze. “You’re so busy with work, you don’t need to come and pick me up at night.”

Shen Hanyu smiled. “No matter how busy I am, I still have time to pick up my wife.”

Sang Qianqian’s ears turned red. “Who’s your wife? We haven’t even registered our marriage yet.”

She had said this casually, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and felt a strange sourness in her heart.

Shen Hanyu seemed to have been reminded of something. He looked at her meaningfully. “I remember that when I just woke up in the hospital, you said that you had asked your father to send your household register over. It’s been more than a month, and the package still hasn’t arrived?”

Sang Qianqian pursed her lips. “Well, I… I lost it.”

“Lost?”

Shen Hanyu repeated every word as he looked at her deeply.

Sang Qianqian nodded her head.

Shen Hanyu looked at the girl for a moment.

He suddenly leaned over and placed one hand on the top of her seat, almost imprisoning her in his arms.

The man’s breath suddenly enveloped Sang Qianqian, and a strong sense of oppression hit her.