Chapter 45 - 45 Would Everything Be Different?
45 Would Everything Be Different?
Shen Hanyu stood under the light, his thin lips curved into a cold smile.
“Back then, Sang Qianqian was kind-hearted. She only asked Wen Xu to coax Han Tianyi into filming a fake video so she could trick you.”
He said indifferently, “But this time, it’s real.”
Han Shangrong’s pupils immediately contracted, and he quickly opened the video on his phone.
As soon as he pressed the play button, a shrill scream suddenly came out, so piercing that people’s eardrums trembled.
Han Shangrong had only watched for a short ten seconds before his nerves broke down. His eyes were about to pop out as he roared, “Shen Hanyu, what do you want?”
“I don’t want anything,” Shen Hanyu said casually. “I just want to ask you; between you and your son’s life, which one do you choose?”
Han Shangrong looked at Shen Hanyu in disbelief. He was furious. “Shen Hanyu, you’re going too far!”
Shen Hanyu’s handsome face was expressionless, and his eyes were as cold and dark as the night sky outside the window.
“Han Shangrong, this is just the beginning.”
Shen Hanyu’s tone was calm, but every word he said was extremely cruel. “You planned the car accident back then and caused the Shen family to go bankrupt. You then framed the Sang family for this and kidnapped Sang Qianqian. I consider all these things as just bullying.”
Han Shangrong’s face turned pale. He grabbed his phone and was about to call the police.
“Han Shangrong, I advise you to think twice.” Guo Muyang said as he held the phone.
In the end, Han Shangrong didn’t dare to call the police. He was afraid that something had really happened to Han Tianyi.
After all, Shen Hanyu was a madman who would do anything.
Han Shangrong had sent out all the people he could use to find Han Tianyi. However, he was just like Sang Qianqian, who had disappeared from this world. There was no trace of him at all.
Han Shangrong was mentally and physically exhausted because of his son and the company’s matters. At night, he still had to suffer psychological torture and destruction.
Every midnight, a video would suddenly pop up on his computer.
About a minute later, Han Tianyi’s miserable state was shown in the video. When the video finished playing, the pop-up would disappear as if nothing had happened.
Han Shangrong held on for about a week before his last line of psychological defense was completely crushed.
He dialed Shen Hanyu’s number. “Let my son go, and I’ll do as you wish.”
That night, Han Shangrong jumped down from Kexing Group’s 30th floor.
Not long after, the company went bankrupt.
On the other hand, the missing Han Tianyi had returned. He was covered in wounds and was almost half-dead.
Shen Hanyu had left him half a life because Han Tianyi used to be Sang Qianqian’s friend.
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Time passed, and two years went by.
The Shen family was no longer what it used to be, and Shen Hanyu… He was no longer the person he used to be.
As the big boss of the domestic mobile communication industry, he never appeared on social media and never participated in any public social activities.
However, people inexplicably felt awe, fear, and respect whenever he was mentioned in the business world.
At home, he was indifferent and spoke little. Even Shen Shaofeng was intimidated by the cold and loneliness in his eyes, and kept his mouth shut.
Every time Shen Shaofeng thought of his son, he could only shake his head and sigh.
After Sang Qianqian’s death, Shen Hanyu fell ill.
After that, it was as if he had changed into a different person. Be it his actions or his temperament, he had become unpredictable.
Even Shen Shaofeng felt that many of his methods were violent and cruel.
In the past few years, Shen Shaofeng had been like a bystander, helplessly watching his son sink into an invisible abyss.
As for Shen Hanyu, he refused to walk out of that abyss. In fact, he was willing to sink deeper and deeper into it.
Shen Shaofeng had thought more than once of the outcome if Sang Qianqian had stayed alive.
Would everything be different?
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On a clear day in spring.
Shen Hanyu placed the fresh flowers in front of the girl’s grave. He stared at the tombstone and saw the girl’s smile that had never changed.
He thought back to the many things that had happened between him and Sang Qianqian. He thought back at the bus stop where he first met Sang Qianqian.
The beautiful girl with long hair was singing softly. She looked at him unblinkingly through the lowered car window as she moved past him.
She was like an elf on a spring night. He thought nonchalantly as he retracted his gaze.
He thought that it was just a small passing on the street, but the next day, she appeared in front of him. She tilted her head and smiled. “Hello, Shen Hanyu. I’m Sang Qianqian, your new deskmate. It’s nice to meet you.”
Startled, he turned his head to look at Xia Sitong’s eyes, which were red from crying.
Shen Hanyu’s good impression of Sang Qianqian was instantly obliterated. In the end, he became angry and resentful.
However, in the end, she was forever in his heart in another way.
Alas, It had been five years.
Sang Qianqian left him five years ago.
After her passing, his life seemed to have fallen into an unfathomable darkness.
If… If nothing had happened that day…
If she knew that he had liked her for a long time, would she have continued to like him?
Floating clouds swept across the clear sky, and the flowers on the branches fell silently, as if they were inaudible sighs.
Sang Qianqian was no longer around. Naturally, no one could answer this question.
When Shen Hanyu finally left the cemetery, Guo Muyang was waiting for him at the entrance.
“Hanyu, I’ve contacted the famous doctor that my father’s friend recommended to me.”
Guo Muyang came over. “I’ve asked the secretary to book a flight to Yuecheng tomorrow morning. I’ll go with you.”
Shen Hanyu nodded. He seemed to have thought of something and stopped in his tracks.
Looking up at the vast blue sky, he felt an endless pain in his heart.
He remembered that when Sang Qianqian was studying abroad, she had chosen medicine as her major.
If she was still alive, with her intelligence and ability, she would’ve become an excellent doctor long ago.
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