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I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

# THERAPEUTIC # WIFESPOILING # STUBBORN Sang Qianqian, the eldest daughter of the Sang family, was eighteen when she fell in love with Shen Hanyu at first sight."I love you, Shen Hanyu." "But I don't," Shen Hanyu replied ruthlessly, his every word determined. "Not now, not ever."Furious, the wealthy daughter planned her revenge against Shen Hanyu but somehow discovered that he would eventually become a cold-blooded, tyrannical big-shot who would destroy her family! Her spite towards him skyrocketed, but after she left, he missed Sang Qianqian like crazy, who was now leading a carefree life after moving far away and faking her death. Suddenly, she heard the news that Shen Hanyu, now a magnate and seemingly crazier, had her grave exhumed and was now on the search for her. Alarmed, she quickly packed up her things to go on the run again... only to find the man himself standing outside her door, breathing through gritted teeth, "Running again? Go for it."Knowing that escape was futile, Sang Qianqian changed her approach and tried to charm her way out of the dangerous situation, only to fail and end up submitting herself.***Years later, realizing she had been tricked, Sang Qianqiang threw the divorce papers in front of Shen Hanyu. "I want a divorce!"Shen Qianyu simply pulled her into his arms and leaned in for a kiss. Pulling away after a long while, he asked hoarsely, "Still want a divorce?"Left dazed by the kiss, Song Qianqian mumbled, "N-No..." "Then call me darling." "D-Darling..."Shen Hanyu nodded in satisfaction. "Good girl."

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One Willing to Fight, One Willing to Suffer

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In one sentence, their relationship was defined as between a superior and a subordinate, and it was her responsibility to take care of him.

Sang Minglang looked at her somewhat helplessly, "You're really…"

'You're really thick-skinned.'

He seemed to have given up on communicating with Zhang Xue. He lay there quietly for a while and reached out to press the call bell.

After coming out of the Emergency Room, Sang Minglang had an IV attached to him with several IV bags. 

He seemed to be in a hurry. However, he was wrapped up like a dumpling right now. He tried his best to lift his arms, but he couldn't. Only then did he remember that his arms were fractured and he could not move at all.

He wanted to endure it, but he really couldn't. He could only say in a tense voice, "Then I'll have to trouble my secretary to call the nurse for me."

"Do you want to go to the toilet?"