Chapter 209 - 209 We’ll Face Everything Together, Even in Life and Death

209 We’ll Face Everything Together, Even in Life and Death

Perhaps even earlier.

From the moment he found out why Sang Qianqian wanted to break up with him, from the moment Sang Minglang told him about the dream that Sang Qianqian had.

Shen Hanyu had already started to plan his future response.

In fact, he knew even earlier than Sang Qianqian that the real murderer of the shooting was Cui Xu.

However, due to his agreement with Sang Minglang, he had promised him that unless Sang Minglang took the initiative to ask for help, he wouldn’t interfere with their actions in the capital.

That was why Shen Hanyu had been waiting patiently.

Of course, that was until Sang Minglang handed the crucial video evidence to the police.

At first, Shen Hanyu wanted to wait until the police investigation results were out before he created trouble for the Ruan family.

However, Sang Qianqian was suspended because of the video incident and almost got into trouble, so the plan was brought forward.

The only thing that Shen Hanyu did not expect was that Sang Minglang would disappear so quickly.

Logically speaking, Sang Minglang had already made sufficient preparations, and it was unlikely that anything could happen.

However, no one expected Ruan Cheng to play Ruan Xiaoshuang.

It could be said that Sang Minglang had willingly fallen into this trap.

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“When I went to the Ruan family’s residence earlier, Ruan Cheng denied that he took my brother away.”

Sang Qianqian was feeling a little worried. “When we get to the police station, will he end up fine like the last time?”

Shen Hanyu was silent for a moment. “He will.”

If he could, he did not want to hurt Sang Qianqian. However, she would still know the result by tomorrow at the latest.

Shen Hanyu had already handed over the surveillance footage of the Sang family’s rooftop to the police.

However, there was currently no evidence to prove that the plane was the Ruan family’s. There was also no way to prove that Ruan Cheng had sent that message to Sang Minglang.

Ruan Cheng’s identity was clear. Without sufficient evidence, the police could not keep Ruan Cheng in custody for long.

Sang Qianqian’s expression was a little dejected. So, she still had no way of knowing her brother’s whereabouts.

Was it really going to be like the dream? Her brother would continue to go missing without any news?

“Big Brother will be fine.”

“I’ll find him as soon as possible,” Shen Hanyu comforted her gently. “Didn’t he wait for me to bring him back in your dream?”

Sang Qianqian’s face turned pale.

In her dream, her brother was indeed alive and waiting for Shen Hanyu to pick him up. However, at the end of the dream, there was a tragic tragedy where the car was destroyed and people died.

Not only her brother, but also Shen Hanyu.

Sang Qianqian’s fingers clenched unconsciously as she stood up abruptly.

She tried to keep her voice calm. “Shen Hanyu, you can go. You don’t need to find my brother’s whereabouts, I will find him.”

She turned her back to Shen Hanyu after she finished speaking. There was no response for a long time.

However, she felt a pair of strong arms around her waist. Shen Hanyu hugged her from behind.

“Qianqian, do you know how I’ve felt without you by my side?”

The man’s chin was buried in the hair on her shoulder, and his voice was unusually low and hoarse. “Living felt worse than death.”

Sang Qianqian’s heart trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Your brother and I have the confidence to change the outcome. But if it really can’t be changed…”

Shen Hanyu turned her around, lifted her chin with his long and strong fingers, and looked down at her.

“Qianqian, there’s nothing to be afraid of. What I’m afraid of is that you’re not by my side.”

His eyes were like a deep, dark pool. During this period of time, he had been trying his best to hide the feelings he had for her.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost restriction as his emotions were surging terrifyingly.

Sang Qianqian felt as if she had fallen into a huge wave and was in a daze.

“Shen Hanyu, why do you have to do this? I…”

“We’ll face it together. Qianqian, don’t be afraid. Don’t leave me.”

Shen Hanyu’s voice was low. It was a promise, but it was also a plea.

Sang Qianqian’s heart seemed to have been choked, unable to speak, and her tears could not stop rolling down.

He cupped her face in his hands and his slightly cold lips fell gently, kissing away the tears on her face bit by bit.

Her cold tears, the fragrance of her hair, and the sweetness of her lips were the taste that Shen Hanyu had missed for a long time.

The silence slowly enveloped the room. In the ambiguous atmosphere, there was occasional soft sobbing.

The strong sense of greed, indulgence, and lingering wafted around the room.

All of a sudden, Aunt Zhao knocked on the door. “Miss Sang, dinner is ready. Why do I not see President Shen? Did he go back to his house next door?”

Sang Qianqian’s dazed mind was slightly pulled back as she reached out to push Shen Hanyu’s chest.

Shen Hanyu finally let go of her reluctantly.

The girl’s eyes were red, and so were her lips. Her eyes were misty, and she leaned on him weakly.

Shen Hanyu felt his heart melt.

A few months of suffering had finally come to an end.

He held Sang Qianqian’s hand as they went downstairs.

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed. “President Shen and Miss Sang have made up?”

The blush on Sang Qianqian’s face that had faded a little crawled back up, dying her face red.

“How does Aunt Zhao know about our relationship?” she asked Shen Hanyu in a low voice.

Aunt Zhao’s ears were sharp, so she heard it. She smiled and explained, “The last time when Miss Sang was sick with a fever, President Sang had a business meeting and couldn’t come back at night. It was only after President Shen came over to watch over her for the whole night that I found out.”

Sang Qianqian was slightly startled. Had Shen Hanyu been watching over her the entire night?

So, that night wasn’t an illusion. The person beside her was really him…

The two of them sat down.

Aunt Zhao quickly served them their food and said with a smile, “Sir, Madam, please enjoy your meal.”

Sang Qianqian was speechless.

Even though they were indeed married before, her ears still turned red when she heard the word ‘Madam’.

—

Shen Hanyu wanted to stay a little longer after dinner.

However, Sang Qianqian refused and told him to rest in the courtyard next door.

Back in her room, Sang Qianqian sat quietly for a while before calling her brother’s phone again.

Alas, the call still didn’t get through.

Her brother’s whereabouts were unknown, and it was difficult to predict his future. Sang Qianqian did not know if it was right or wrong to reconcile with Shen Hanyu.

It was as if a piece of lead stone had fallen into her heart. She felt heavy and uneasy.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was a message from Shen Hanyu.

“Qianqian, don’t forget what I said. We’ll face everything together, even in life and death. But believe me, the tragedy in the dream will never happen again.”

Each word was strong, steady, and firm.

Sang Qianqian’s heart ached, and she could not help but want to cry again.

After a long time, her fingers trembled as she replied, “Alright,”

—

As Shen Hanyu had expected, Ruan Cheng left the police station early in the morning because there was not enough evidence.

Just like that, Sang Minglang completely disappeared, his whereabouts unknown.

As the biggest suspect, Ruan Cheng had successfully cleared himself of all suspicion in this missing person case.

Sang Qianqian had not intended to tell her father about her brother.

But now that he had suddenly disappeared from the office building, even if Sang Qianqian wanted to hide it, she couldn’t.

The next morning, Sang Pengcheng rushed to the capital from Yuecheng. When he found out that Sang Minglang had gone missing, even the police were unable to investigate.

Sang Pengcheng’s face paled in comparison as tears streamed down his face.

He had mobilized all the people he could mobilize, asking around for Sang Minglang’s whereabouts.

But if even Shen Hanyu couldn’t find any information, how could he?