Chapter 133: Chapter 133: With Miss Liang’s help, you and your sibling might reconcile more easily.
With both displaying such attitudes, Mr. Liang wasn’t foolish; he could naturally tell that aside from President Sang, no one in the Sang Family seed pleased with this marriage arrangent.
If it weren’t for his stubborn daughter having set her heart on Sang Shen, he would’ve turned around and left!
“Sang Shen, won’t you tell what you find unsuitable about my daughter? She’s beautiful and cos from a good family. Don’t you have soone you like, or is there a reason you can’t be together?”
“I’ve said that I don’t want to get married right now, President Liang, please leave,” Sang Shen didn’t even deign to give her a glance.
He had almost completely forgotten about Liang ngyun, but now, she was etched in his mory — and it was infuriating. Hadn’t he already clearly rejected her? Couldn’t she understand human speech?
“You have to get married eventually, so why can’t that person be ?” Liang ngyun’s eyes were red-rimd as she stared at him.
She had been chasing after him for so long, and precisely because she hadn’t been brave enough, always too scared to reveal her feelings, she didn’t want to give up this opportunity to be with him now.
“I’m not getting married; I plan on staying single for life, focusing on making ands to my sister, alright? Can you leave now?”
Sang Shen found just one additional glance at Liang ngyun repulsive.
“Sang Shen! How can you speak like that? Getting married and making ands to Qiaoqiao can coexist. Miss Liang is exceptionally talented and good-looking, it would be your good fortune to marry her,” Mr. Sang chided, signaling his second son to stop causing trouble.
Old Mr. Sang had been listening in the corridor for a long ti, but in the end, he did not co downstairs and turned back to his room.
“In any case, I disagree with the marriage. If President Liang still has any dignity, take your daughter and leave.”
Too lazy to continue the conversation with Liang ngyun, Sang Shen cast his gaze on Mr. Liang.
Mr. Liang himself wanted nothing more than to leave imdiately, but unfortunately, his daughter was dead set on this.
Just as the atmosphere beca deadlocked, a female voice suddenly ca from the door, “Put down!”
Then they saw several n carrying a frail girl bursting into the living room, “President Sang, we’ve brought her.”
ng Jiahe felt nauseous as she was set down; the wild run had upset her stomach, and she’d been tied up tight ever since being carried onto the vehicle.
As she landed and looked around, her brows furrowed tightly, “The Sangs’ Mansion? Why did you kidnap for no reason?”
Sang Qiao, who had been following Ah He, already guessed upon reaching the Sang Mansion that Ah He’s capture was Mr. Sang’s doing the mont she showed up behind her.
When she walked into the living room, Mr. Sang’s eyes lit up, choosing to forget the unpleasantness they had shared over the phone.
“Sang Qiao, you’ve co just in ti. This is Miss Liang from the Liang family, Liang ngyun. Don’t you think she’s a good match for your second brother?”
Liang ngyun involuntarily held her breath. She knew how important Sang Qiao was to Sang Shen; if Sang Qiao liked her, would Sang Shen consider her?
“Qiaoqiao and I have worked on a variety show together before, we’re acquainted.”
“That’s great, Shen’er, did you see that? They know each other. Isn’t it better for them to dote on Qiaoqiao together rather than you alone?”
Mr. Sang patted his second son on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, “Perhaps with Miss Liang’s help, Qiaoqiao will forgive you more easily.”
Sang Shen felt his spine tense involuntarily upon hearing this, his gaze shifting to Sang Qiao’s face.
If Qiaoqiao really liked Liang ngyun, then he supposed he could marry her. He was willing to compromise himself.
“This doesn’t concern . I ca only to take Ah He away; you do as you please.”
Sang Qiao didn’t get involved in the conversation and reached out to hold Ah He’s hand, intending to leave with her.
“Sang Qiao, at least give so input, right? Even if you don’t acknowledge your second brother, you’ve spent so much ti with Liang ngyun. Say sothing, help your second brother to understand ngyun, isn’t that fair?”
Mr. Sang hurriedly stepped forward to block her way, hoping she would say a few good words.
Given Sang Shen’s appearance, the likelihood of him listening to what Sang Qiao said was very high.
“Qiaoqiao, it’s okay, just tell the truth, let the Sang Emperor learn a bit more about .”
Liang ngyun was also staring straight at Sang Qiao, pinning her hopes on her.
If… Sang Qiao was willing to speak up for her, once she beca Sang Qiao’s sister-in-law, she would definitely treat her really well, pamper her just like the Sang Emperor did.
She would also do her utmost to help nd their sibling relationship.
“Sorry, I didn’t talk to you for more than ten sentences during the shoot, so I don’t really know you.”
Sang Qiao didn’t even look back as she responded and then took ng Jiahe’s hand and left.
Liang ngyun’s eyes, which were filled with hope a mont ago, suddenly beca empty. How could Sang Qiao say that? Even if they had minimal contact on the variety show, couldn’t she say sothing positive?
Just based on her own reputation in the entertainnt industry, she, Liang ngyun, was definitely kind-hearted and generous without a spot of scandal.
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving too. Dad likes the idea of a marriage alliance with the Liang family so much, why doesn’t he marry Miss Liang himself? It would save everyone a lot of trouble.”
Sang Shen glanced at his father with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
His mother was still living outside, and his father didn’t care, always just focusing on the company.
“You bastard, what are you saying!” Mr. Sang got infuriated. He would like to marry, of course, but at his age, with his family background, would that be proper?
Moreover, how could Miss Liang possibly fancy him!
Mr. Liang, even more infuriated, said, “ngyun, let’s go ho! With Sang Shen saying things like that, he’s not worthy of you. I’ll find you another man!”
Liang ngyun was led away by her father, despondently. Her heart ached trendously.
How could Sang Shen say such things, was it because he didn’t care about her, so he hurt her willfully?
And Sang Qiao as well, how could she be so heartless? She wouldn’t even help smooth things over by saying a kind word.
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After walking out with Sang Qiao, ng Jiahe kicked the burly n who had carried her away.
“You’ve wasted my work ti.”
The man who was kicked had a small grey footprint left on his pants leg. It didn’t hurt much; the girl’s strength was like a mosquito bite.
This was also why they didn’t try to catch Sang Qiao—because… they couldn’t beat Sang Qiao.
Carrying ng Jiahe was easy and could lure Sang Qiao over, but the burly man naturally couldn’t speak this thought aloud. He looked remorseful and said, “Sorry, we grabbed the wrong person.”
ng Jiahe huffed and hurried to catch up with Sang Qiao’s retreating figure.
“I think that Miss Liang is really nice. Your second brother doesn’t approve of her, his standards must be incredibly high.”
“It’s none of my business.” Sang Qiao’s face was cold and indifferent; she would absolutely not ddle in Sang family matters—not one bit.
Except for Old Sang.
“You’ve really made up your mind this ti.” ng Jia let out a sigh, feeling like things were not as they used to be.
She rembered how in the past, no matter how much she advised, she could not sway Sang Qiao from selflessly treating those brothers well. But now, she was also ruthlessly unfeeling.
Probably because she had given way too much back then and suffered too much hurt, so now she wasn’t willing to give even the slightest chance.
The two walked one after the other, with ng Jia mostly talking while Sang Qiao listened.
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