293 Invitation

“We’d better listen to Hanyu’s opinion on the marriage.”

Zhen Yiping muttered, “I don’t think he’s interested in Xiao Lan. On the other hand, Hanyu seems to have a close relationship with this Miss Sang.”

Men more or less understood each other.

Just from the look in Shen Hanyu’s eyes when he first met Sang Qianqian, Zhen Yiping could almost conclude that Shen Hanyu definitely treated Sang Qianqian differently.

Shen Hanyu and Fang Lan had spent a lot of time together over the past few months, but Zhen Yiping had never seen him look at Fang Lan with such an out-of-control and absent-minded look. Instead, when he faced Fang Lan, he was always calm and composed.

“That’s not possible, is it? If they really are close, why has Hanyu never mentioned her to me?” Old Lady Zhen didn’t quite believe it.

“Miss Sang said that she and Hanyu used to be high school classmates. I’m not sure about their relationship in Ming City, but I think Hanyu has been keeping in touch with her since she came to the capital.”

Zhen Yiping asked, “Did you know that Hanyu personally went to Miss Sang’s house to pick her up last night? Hanyu had only met Miss Sang once, but he knew where she lived and was very familiar with the place. Moreover, the person who opened the door seemed to know him. He was so surprised to see Hanyu and called him Mr. Shen. The person let him in without even asking.”

Old Lady Zhen was shocked. “Is that true?”

Zhen Yiping nodded. “The driver saw it with his own eyes. It can’t be fake.”

Zhen Yiping didn’t want people to pay attention to Shen Hanyu, but the driver was an old man of the Zhen family who had been working for the Zhen family for more than ten years.

Seeing Shen Hanyu pick up a girl in the middle of the night to the Zhen family’s private airport was truly something curious, so when Zhen Yiping’s driver went out to take a bus today, he mentioned it to him.

“What is Hanyu thinking? He doesn’t want Xiao Lan in front of him, and he has an unclear relationship with this Miss Sang.”

Old Lady Zhen was a little displeased. “Although her professionalism and medical skills are quite high, she’s still just a doctor. Marriage isn’t like seeing a doctor, you need to consider and weigh many things.”

“That may be true, but marriage is a lifetime thing. Would it only work if Hanyu agrees with it?”

Zhen Yiping said tactfully, “Mother, haven’t you learnt enough from Yixin?”

Old Lady Zhen’s expression was grave.

Her daughter, Zhen Yixin, had run away from home for more than ten years because she refused to get married. She had always been a hidden remorse and taboo in Old Lady Zhen’s heart.

Although Old Lady Zhen valued matching social statuses, she was not willing to let her grandson walk the same path as her daughter because of marriage.

However, she was even more unwilling to let her grandson marry a woman with improper behavior and an unknown identity.

“Since that’s the case, get someone to investigate Sang Qianqian’s background and her relationship with Hanyu.

Old Lady Zhen pondered for a moment. “As long as her family is clean, there’s nothing to be picky about. Even if they’re not rich, as long as Hanyu likes her, then we can start considering.”

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In the hotel, Sang Qianqian was about to leave after she was done massaging Shen Hanyu.

Shen Hanyu accompanied her down the stairs. “I’ll drive you home. We can go visit your brother on the way.”

“Forget it.”

Sang Qianqian glanced at him. “Back then, you lied to them so badly. My brother is still easy to talk to, but my father’s anger has not subsided even now. Have you forgotten how you treated them in the past?”

Shen Hanyu felt ashamed as he recalled the past.

Back then, he had wanted to break up with her and avoided the Sang family. Faced with Sang Minglang’s furious questioning over the phone, asking him if he didn’t want Qianqian anymore after acknowledging his relationship with the Zhen family, he only replied indifferently, “Think whatever you want,” and hung up.

Sang Pengcheng had always doted on his daughter. It was easy to imagine how he would react when he found out about this.

Shen Hanyu’s voice was low. “I’ll explain what happened myself.”

“I’m afraid they wouldn’t want to hear it.”

Sang Qianqian blinked her eyes. “My father said that once you’ve recovered, we’ll go our separate ways.”

Shen Hanyu was silent for a few seconds. “If that’s the case, then all the more I have to go.”

“Are you confident you can convince my dad?”

“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,”

‘What a good way of using that phrase.’

Sang Qianqian thought to herself that it was exactly the same as her attitude toward the Zhen family.

As they talked, they had already arrived downstairs. The car that Guo Muyang had arranged for Shen Hanyu was parked by the road.

Shen Hanyu opened the car door, but Sang Qianqian did not get in. “You don’t have to see me off. I’m going to see Yun Linow, so you can go do your things.”

“I’m fine,” Shen Hanyu said, looking at her. “Not only can I send you home, but I can also keep you company.”

“Didn’t you say that the company’s project had some problems and needed you to solve them?” Sang Qianqian asked.

“It was already settled this morning,” Shen Hanyu replied.

Sang Qianqian was speechless.

Who was the one who said yesterday that the problem was quite complicated, so they had to rush over?

This problem could be solved in one morning. So was it really worth it for him to rush to Yuecheng in the middle of the night?

In the end, she didn’t reject his offer to send her off. When she arrived at the allocated location, Yun Listill hadn’t arrived.

Sang Qianqian was planning to buy two cups of milk tea from an old milk tea shop across the road.

In the past, when she went shopping with Yun Li, she often visited this shop. The milk tea was delicious and sweet, but not greasy.

However, before she could get out of the car, Shen Hanyu said, “Wait in the car, I’ll buy it for you. Do you want the two flavors from last time?”

Sang Qianqian was stunned for a moment before nodding.

She felt a little complicated.

Shen Hanyu had visited Yuecheng countless times. However, last year, when he had officially confirmed his relationship with Sang Qianqian, they had treated Yun Li to a meal when he came to the Sang family to propose marriage.

Back then, Shen Hanyu had bought milk tea from this shop for Sang Qianqian and Yun Li.

She didn’t expect that after so long, he would still remember their favorite flavors.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going.

Sang Qianqian looked at the tall and handsome man through the car window. He was holding two cups of milk tea and walking over in big strides. It felt as if it had been a lifetime.

She and Shen Hanyu had gone through so much in the past year. The only thing she was glad about was that they were both still alive.

Suddenly, her phone rang. It was a message from Yun Li, informing that she had arrived.

Sang Qianqian got out of the car and took the milk tea from Shen Hanyu.

The warmth spread from her palm along her blood, seemingly filling his entire lungs.

Sang Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but she still asked, “How many days do you plan on staying in Yuecheng?”

“What about you?” Shen Hanyu asked.

“My brother will be discharged the day after tomorrow.”

Sang Qianqian replied, “I might have to stay for four to five days.”

“I’m almost the same.”

“You can come back to the capital with me after you’re done with your family business,” Shen Hanyu said without a change in his expression.

Sang Qianqian subconsciously looked up at Shen Hanyu. He was also looking at her, his eyes focused and calm, with an indescribable gentleness.

In fact, there were some things that didn’t need to be asked, and the answer was already known.

No matter how slow-witted Sang Qianqian was, she would have understood by now that Shen Hanyu had come to Yuecheng to accompany her.

“Hanyu,”

“When my brother is discharged, come over to my house,” Sang Qianqian said softly.

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