Chapter 302 - 302: Why Can’t You Keep Your Cool?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Afraid that Sang Qianqian would be upset, Sang Pengcheng did not dare to tell her. Even Sang Minglang had kept his mouth shut the whole time.

He had expected that if his daughter failed to cure Shen Hanyu after returning from abroad, they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. On the other hand, if she could cure Shen Hanyu, then his daughter would still keep her promise to him and stop contacting Shen Hanyu anymore.

However, he did not expect Sang Qianqian to get a job at the capital’s hospital and even bring Shen Hanyu to their residence.

“Shen Hanyu, are you still human? To think that my sister was so infatuated with you and even went out of her way to cure you, but this is how you repay her?”

Wen Xu was so angry that he stood up, rushed to Shen Hanyu, and punched him.

Shen Hanyu didn’t dodge. Instead, he took the punch head on, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth.

Sang Qianqian panicked and tried to pull Wen Xu away. “Wen Xu, what are you doing? Are you crazy?!”

“Sister, don’t worry about it! I’ve been wanting to beat him up ever since he went missing in Beijing!”

Wen Xu grabbed Shen Hanyu’s collar and cursed, “Motherf*cker, how could you disappoint my sister like this? Do you know how sad she was when you wanted to break up with her? She trusted you so much and went to great lengths just for you. She begged her professor and went through so much hardship to get the antidote. But you, you’re really something, aren’t you? You’re eating in the bowl and looking at the pot! You want to two-time and harass my sister even after you’re engaged. Shen Hanyu, what the f*ck do you take my sister for?”

Wen Xu was about to hit him again, but Shen Hanyu grabbed his wrist and said, “It is indeed my fault for avoiding her in the capital. However, the engagement is non-existent.”

He said calmly, “My grandmother did have the intention of putting me in a marriage alliance at first, but I’ve long already rejected it.”

Wen Xu didn’t believe him. “How can we even believe your words? Heaven is high and the emperor is far away. How do we know that you’re not coaxing the other side to lie to my sister?”

Shen Hanyu did not respond to Wen Xu. Instead, he looked at Sang Pengcheng and said in a low voice, “If you don’t believe me, you can call my father and ask him.”

“Dad,” Sang Qianqian said, “I’ve met Fang Lan after I returned to the country. They’re really not engaged.”

That day, when she had just returned from abroad, Shen Hanyu had brought Fang Lan to see her. At that time, he had even claimed that Fang Lan was his girlfriend. If they were to be engaged, she would become his fiance.

Moreover, if they were really engaged, Fang Lan would not have avoided them the entire time. She would not have cared about what she and Shen Hanyu were doing or talking about when they were alone in the room.

“Why are you still speaking up for him at this point?”

Sang Pengcheng glared at his daughter. “Why don’t you ask him properly? Since you’re already married to him, and he keeps saying that he wants to be your husband again, why did the Zhen family only treat you as an ordinary doctor when you went to see him? Why doesn’t the Zhen family know of your true identity? Why is he so secretive when he’s with them, afraid that they’ll know of your existence?”

Every word and sentence could be said to be heart-piercing.

These were questions that Sang Qianqian had always wanted to ask, but she held back.

To be honest, she did not know why Shen Hanyu had never mentioned her in front of the Zhen family. But subconsciously, she was still willing to believe him. She trusted that he must have had his own difficulties.

Sang Minglang’s words were much more direct, “I’ve always wanted to know the answer to this question. Shen Hanyu, I can understand that you don’t want to implicate my sister and want to break up with her, but why didn’t you let the Zhen family know that you were married to her? Is my sister not worthy enough to be known by the Zhen family?”

“If I felt that Qianqian wasn’t worthy, I wouldn’t have appeared here today.”

Shen Hanyu looked deeply into Sang Qianqian’s eyes. “At first, I just didn’t want to give Qianqian any hope. Later on, I just didn’t want to bring her any trouble because of my identity. My grandmother… I was afraid that she would do something unexpected and end up hurting Qianqian.”

When she heard the word ‘unexpected’, Sang Qianqian immediately thought of how Old Lady Zhen had drugged Shen Hanyu to try and make him have a child.

If the Sang family really knew that she and Shen Hanyu were husband and wife, this task would probably fall on her.

However, she would probably be happy to accept it. She didn’t… Find it troublesome.

Sang Pengcheng did not know how Old Lady Zhen did things, so he couldn’t believe Shen Hanyu’s words.

He said coldly, “It’s useless to say more now that things have come to this. In short, the Sang family does not wish to have anything to do with the Shen family anymore. I hope that President Shen will stop contacting Qianqian in the future. We wall be extremely grateful for that.”

After Sang Pengcheng finished speaking, he pulled Sang Qianqian upstairs and arranged for Sang Minglang to send the guest off.

Sang Pengcheng had used quite a bit of strength, making Sang Qianqian stumble a few times. She could not help but turn to look at Shen Hanyu.

He lifted his feet, as if he wanted to follow her. Sang Qianqian quickly waved her hand and pointed at her phone, indicating for him to go back first and contact her again later.

She was really depressed. She thought that her father wouldn’t be so difficult and she would be able to return to the capital with Shen Hanyu the next day.

Alas, she didn’t expect things to turn out like this.

It was obvious that Sang Pengcheng was determined to end her relationship with Shen Hanyu.

After sending Sang Qianqian back to her room, he even confiscated her phone.

“Your Director Miao said that he wants you to personally write a resignation letter.”

Sang Pengcheng pointed at the computer and said, “Write it well and send it to him. I’ll return your phone to you after the resignation letter is approved. Other than that, don’t even think about leaving the house for the next two days, let alone meeting Shen Hanyu.”

Sang Qianqian was speechless. “Dad, do you really think I’m a three-year-old child? You didn’t respect my opinion, forced me to leave, and even confiscated my phone. Don’t you know that’s against the law?”

Sang Pengcheng’s eyes widened in anger. “Call the police then. Let’s see if they’ll care.”

“Dad!”

Sang Qianqian was both angry and aggrieved, her eyes turning red. “I don’t want to resign. 1 just want to be with him! You’ve heard his explanation. He broke up with me because he had no choice. He’s never been engaged to anyone! After knowing that something had happened to Brother, he accompanied me to Yuecheng before his leg even recovered. Moreover, you made him stand outside for more than an hour in the middle of winter. Is it appropriate for you to chase him away like this?”

Seeing his daughter cry, Sang Pengcheng’s heart felt a little bitter.

It was said that a grown woman could not be kept at home, and forcing her to stay would only result in enmity.

His daughter had grown up, and her heart was no longer at home.

He sat down opposite Sang Qianqian and gently wiped her tears with a tissue. “Silly child, why are you crying? Do you like him that much? You don’t even want to stay at home, and you want to go to the capital with him?”

“Dad, don’t you already know about my feelings for him?”

Sang Qianqian’s tears fell uncontrollably. “You know, yet you still want me to resign. Do you think I’ll be happy if I go back to Yuecheng without him by my side…”

Sang Pengcheng sighed. “Then you’d better think carefully. If the Zhen family makes things difficult for you in the future, what are you going to do?” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“With his ability, he can naturally handle it.”

Sang Qianqian sobbed, “If it weren’t for him, our family would have been destroyed. Do you really not trust him at all?”

“Yo, why are you crying?”

Sang Minglang pushed the door open and entered. His gaze landed on Sang Qianqian’s eyes, which were red from crying, and he raised his brows. “Look at you.. Isn’t it just a man? Why can’t you keep your cool? We’re only making you wait for a day or two, and you’re already feeling so aggrieved?”