I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 162 You're the Only One, and No One Can Compare to You

162 You’re the Only One, and No One Can Compare to You

The girl’s beautiful face was faintly visible under the veil, and her long floor-length dress rose and fell like clouds with her light steps.

She was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake.

Shen Hanyu stared at her. His eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless pool.

Sang Qianqian felt uncomfortable under his gaze and looked at herself in the mirror. there seemed to be nothing wrong and she looked quite normal.

She was a little puzzled. “Don’t I look good?”

She was the one who chose this haute couture wedding dress previously, and it took her quite a bit of time to make a decision.

Shen Hanyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice a little hoa.r.s.e. “It’s nice.”

Sang heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. “I thought there was something wrong when you looked at me like that.”

She turned her head to talk to the shop a.s.sistant, and Shen Hanyu’s eyes followed her without blinking.

Staring for a long time, he felt his heart tighten as the blood flow in his limbs and bones accelerated.

The wedding that he had once dreamed of was finally coming true. It turned out extreme happiness could make people dizzy.

—

After trying on the wedding dress, Sang Qianqian went to retrieve the ring.

The pink diamond that Shen Hanyu gave her earlier had been designed into an exquisite diamond ring. It glowed brightly on Sang Qianqian’s fair fingers.

In the end, she followed Shen Hanyu to the wedding.

The light purple flower-themed decorations were beautiful, romantic, and extremely dreamy, as if they were in a fairy tale.

This was the theme Sang Qianqian had once chosen. She had seen it in Shen Hanyu’s short animation.

However, she didn’t expect Shen Hanyu to be able to perfectly replicate the animation’s scenes into reality. Even the colors and lighting were exactly the same.

Sang Qianqian was both surprised and shocked. “Hanyu, how did you do it? It must’ve been difficult to prepare everything so accurately, right?”

Shen Hanyu smiled. “I can do whatever you want.”

He looked at her with extreme concentration and love, as if she was his whole world, his dark eyes clearly reflecting her appearance.

Being stared at by him like that, Sang Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat.

There were only the two of them in the huge wedding venue. The distance between them was so close that they could hear each other’s breathing.

The man raised his hand and held her face in his large palm as if he was holding the most precious and fragile treasure in the world. He lowered his head as his lips gently fell on her smooth forehead.

It moved from her forehead to her eyes, then to her face, and finally to her lips. His warm breath fell on Sang Qianqian’s skin, accompanied by his extremely gentle yet affectionate kisses.

Sang Qianqian felt that she couldn’t stand still. She instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The man seemed to be stimulated by her actions. Without any hesitation, he held the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

—

After the two of them had dinner.

it was already very late by the time they returned to Imperial Creek Terrace.

“Tonight will be your last acupuncture session.”

Sang Qianqian smiled. “From tomorrow onward, I won’t have to come to see you at night anymore.”

Shen Hanyu smiled. “That’s true, but you’ll have to live here from the night after tomorrow.”

Their wedding was the day after tomorrow.

There was nothing wrong with his words. After the marriage, they would become husband and wife. it was only right for them to live together.

However, he paused and added meaningfully, “I don’t need to endure anymore.”

Sang Qianqian’s ears turned red.

For some reason, she kept thinking about that nightmare. Every time they were in bed, she would recall the image of him being so gentle and strong as he got closer to her.

He made her cry many times, but he refused to stop.

Sang Qianqian lowered her head and pretended not to hear what Shen Hanyu said. “Lie down. I’m going to do acupuncture.”

—

The next day, Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu went to the airport to pick up Sang Pengcheng.

Along the way, Sang Pengcheng asked Shen Hanyu a lot of questions and even went to see the wedding in person. He was only satisfied after that.

When he returned to the Sang family’s villa, he saw Qu Jiang there. Looking around more, he also noticed the unchanged outer courtyard and inner residence of the building.

The way Sang Pengcheng looked at Shen Hanyu was even more complicated than Sang Minglang’s.

After all, this was the Sang family’s old residence, the place where their family had once lived for decades. It carried too much warmth and memories.

He thought this place had changed beyond recognition, but to his surprise, it was still the same as five years ago.

Tears welled up in Sang Pengcheng’s eyes. “Hanyu, you’re too kind.”

At this moment, he finally believed Shen Hanyu’s claim that he had liked Qianqian since five years ago.

He sighed with emotion.

In this world, there was actually someone who was so infatuated, and his daughter was lucky to have met him. As a father, he could finally be completely at ease.

Yun Li arrived at Ming City that night.

She had been promoted to Chief Reporter because of her interview with Rong Ce and Shen Hanyu, two big bosses in a row. In addition to interviewing, she also had to take care of new workers, so she was very busy every day.

Because she had arrived late, she couldn’t go to see the wedding venue in advance, but after seeing the pink diamond ring, she felt that it was worth it.

“When President Shen gave you the pink diamond, was it because he wanted to marry you?”

Yun Li carefully held the ring and examined it. She smiled and teased, “He really covered it well.”

Sang Qianqian laughed as well. Shen Hanyu didn’t hide his true intentions.

When she had performed acupuncture on him previously, she had spent so much time with him, but she never noticed any signs of it.

“Qianqian, what’s this?”

Yun Li suddenly raised the ring and looked at it carefully under the light. “There seems to be some words carved inside.”

Sang Qianqian didn’t even notice it when she tried it on yesterday, but now that she observed carefully, there were some words on it.

It was a sentence in very small English letters, “No one, but you.”

You’re the only one, and no one can compare to you.

Sang Qianqian’s heart seemed to have been hit by something.

It was just like when she first saw the wedding animation he had made. There was a kind of soft heart-palpitating feeling.

A person with deep and reserved feelings would often be the most touching when they suddenly revealed their romance.

“President Shen really loves you.”

Yun Li was envious, jealous, and hateful. “Qianqian, you’re so lucky. When will I be able to meet someone as affectionate as President Shen?”

Sang Qianqian consoled her, “You will. Once fate takes action, it can’t be stopped.”

Three months ago, she had stepped into Phoenix Technology to find Shen Hanyu. At that time, she never thought that she would marry him three months later.

The light in Yun Li’s eyes dimmed a little, but the next moment, she smiled and nodded. “I’ll take your auspicious words. You must throw the bouquet in your hand to me tomorrow, okay?”

—

The autumn sun in September was slightly warm. The sky was high and the clouds were wide. The sun was bright and clear.

The weather was extremely good today.

In the dressing room, Sang Qianqian had changed into a pure white wedding dress. Her makeup was bright and beautiful, and her lips were curled into a slight smile.

She was so beautiful that nothing could compare.

“It’s no wonder President Shen spent so much effort on you. If I were a man, I would also want to marry you.”

Yun Li handed the bouquet of flowers to her, her eyes full of amazement. “Qianqian, you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen.”

Sang smiled and pinched her cheek. “When you put on my clothes, you’ll look just as good too…”

“Qianqian.”

Sang Minglang walked in at this moment, his handsome brows slightly furrowed. “Xie s.h.i.+’an is here.”