Chapter 398 - 398: Going to Watch the Show

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“You’re really just going to proceed as usual?”

Sang Qianqian couldn’t believe it. “Sister Xiaoshuang, you still want to marry him?”

She really couldn’t understand. Song Yu had openly cheated on her. Wasn’t Ruan Xiaoshuang afraid that he would do it again after he got married?

This wasn’t an ordinary mental affair, but an affair where she had sex with someone else in public!

“Qianqian, I will handle this matter well.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang didn’t respond to her words. Instead, she changed the topic. “He just returned to China today. He said that many friends were coming to visit his studio at noon. Qianqian, come down with me to meet them. 1 can also bring the wedding invitations with me.”

Sang Qianqian then noticed that Ruan Xiaoshuang had put on light makeup today and wore an elegant dress with a generous color and style. She was holding a stack of invitations in her hand.

For a moment, she did not know what to say. After a long time, she finally said, “Sister Xiaoshuang, you shouldn’t let yourself suffer so much. Song Yu isn’t the only man in this world…”

“I know, I won’t do that to myself.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang smiled and held her arm. “Let’s go, Qianqian.”

Sang Qianqian wanted to say something, but went silent again.

The words that she had thought of when coming along the way here were all useless now.

When it came to matters of the heart, the onlooker could see things clearly. If the parties involved were unwilling to pull away, it would be useless for others to persuade them.

One day, a person could only realize things after hitting point bottom and covering themselves with bruises. However, there were some cases where they were still unwilling to turn back even after realization, and only sinked themself further into the pain.

Sang Qianqian faced this as well in the beginning, but she didn’t want to turn back because that person was Shen Hanyu.

However, how could a piece of trash like Song Yu be worthy of Sister Xiaoshuang’s infatuation?

Sang Qianqian helped Ruan Xiaoshuang down the stairs with mixed feelings and sent her to the studio.

Through the glass, she could see Song Yu smiling and chatting with the guests.

Now, he could be considered a rising star in the capital’s painting and calligraphy world. He was no longer the down-and-out studio owner of the past.

However, this person had just made a name for himself, but he was already fooling around with women overseas. If he really established himself in the painting and calligraphy world in the future, what would happen?

“You still have to go back to work later, so no need to accompany me.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang didn’t let Sang Qianqian follow her in and only handed her the invitation. “Remember to attend the wedding the day after tomorrow with Mr. Shen.”

This thin invitation card seemed to have a burning sensation on it.

Sang Qianqian pulled her back. “Sister Xiaoshuang, you’d better think about the wedding carefully.”

“I’ve thought it through very clearly.”

Ruan Xiaoshuang’s expression was firm as she said softly, “Qianqian, go back quickly. Don’t worry about me.”

Sang Qianqian stood where she was as she watched Ruan Xiaoshuang walk into the studio step-by-step. She didn’t know how she felt.

At this moment, she really regretted introducing Song Yu to the art exhibition that day, and she shouldn’t have asked Old Lady Zhen to help him pull strings. If she hadn’t done such unnecessary things, perhaps Song Yu wouldn’t have had the chance to cheat on Ruan Xiaoshuang…

“It’s the middle of the afternoon. What are you doing standing there like a fool?”

On the other side of the road, an inconspicuous business car parked by the roadside suddenly lowered its window. A lukewarm voice was heard. “The temperature in Beijing is 39 degrees today. Aren’t you afraid of getting a heatstroke?”

“Brother?”

Sang Qianqian was surprised. “Why are you here?”

Sang Minglang didn’t reply. He pointed to the front passenger seat, indicating for her to get in.

She quickly got into the vehicle as he started the car. “Should I send you to the hospital?”

Sang Qianqian replied with an “Okay” and continued to ask, “Brother, you haven’t answered my question. Why are you here? You even changed cars?”

Her brother used to drive a silver Lincoln, but now he was driving a very ordinary seven-seater black business car.

“If you can come, then why can’t I?”

Sang Minglang glanced at her. “This is the company’s car, and 1 just happened to pass by.”

“Pass by?”

Sang Qianqian didn’t believe his words. Thinking back carefully, she remembered that when she got out of her car just now, this MPV was already parked by the roadside.

She went upstairs to look for Ruan Xiaoshuang and then came back down. It took at least ten minutes. It was fine if her brother was passing by, but why did he stop by the roadside for so long?

“Tell me honestly, what are you here for today?”

Sang Qianqian stared at him with a burning gaze. “Aren’t you afraid that Sister-in-law will find out that you’re here? She knows about your past relationship with Sister Xiaoshuang. If she gets angry, you’ll be in deep trouble.”

“Angry?”

Sang Minglang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He wanted to say something, but he still held back and said lightly, “Sister-in-law, Sister-in-law, Sister-in-law… Stop with that already, why are you already calling her so intimately?”

“You didn’t announce it yourself, but she’s your girlfriend. If 1 don’t call her sister-in-law, what else should I call her? Don’t try to change the topic.”

She continued to ask, “Tell me, what are you doing here?”

Sang Minglang looked ahead and focused on driving, but he didn’t say anything.

“You didn’t come here because Song Yu was returning to China today, did you?”

Sang Qianqian’s thoughts moved. “Did Hanyu tell you… About him?”

Sang Minglang didn’t deny it. “What did she say? Is she still holding the wedding the day after tomorrow?”

Hearing her brother’s question, Sang Qianqian knew that her brother must have found out about Song Yu’s affair overseas.

The words that she had been holding back in her heart suddenly came out. She said to her brother,

“I came here today especially for this matter. 1 thought that she would have to move out after she told Song Yu everything. I even arranged a place for her to live, but contrary to my thoughts, she said that she didn’t want to confront him, and the wedding would still go on. Brother, what do you think she’s thinking? What’s so good about such a rotten person?”

Sang Minglang frowned slightly. “What does she mean by that? The wedding is going to be held as usual?”

“Of course.”

Sang Qianqian waved the invitation card in her hand. “See this? Sister Xiaoshuang gave this to me. You saw the stack of cards in her hand just now, right? Those are all for Song Yu’s friends.”

Sang Minglang didn’t speak for a long time.

After a long while, she curled her lips and said sarcastically, “I didn’t expect her to be so patient.”

“You’re not even married yet and you dare to fool around with women outside.”

Sang Qianqian took a deep breath. “If I had known earlier, 1 wouldn’t have asked Old Lady Zhen to introduce him. If Song Yu wasn’t famous, he might’ve behaved himself.”

“It’s okay, this kind of person can’t go too far in life.”

Sang Minglang said lightly, “Just wait and see.”

He glanced at the invitation in her hands. “She only gave you one of these invitations?”

“That’s right.”

Sang Qianqian said, “One is enough. Hanyu and 1 can’t afford two.”

“Who cares about Shen Hanyu.”

Sang Ming Lang reached out his hand and quickly took the invitation card, “Give this to me. With your relationship with her, you can just enter without an invitation.”

Sang Qianqian was speechless.

Knowing what her brother wanted to do, she began to persuade him earnestly, “Sister Xiaoshuang didn’t invite you because she definitely didn’t want you to go. Why must you seek trouble?”

“How did you know I was seeking trouble?”

Sang Minglang raised his eyebrows. “I’m just going to watch the show.”

Sang Qianqian:”

*

Two days later, in a well-decorated manor in the capital.

A wedding was about to take place..