Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Qiaoqiao, Your Mother Really Feels Sorry for You
Si Chenli’s expression worsened as he moved his lips, “I’m not that young anymore.”
“Mm… I feel okay, about the sa as you.” Sang Qiao pondered for a mont and didn’t think they were old.
These days, chefs and bodyguards in their thirties, forties, and fifties were everywhere, and they were just in their twenties—still young.
“But I have a girlfriend.” Si Chenli said, his tone unconsciously tinted with a hint of smugness, though it wasn’t obvious.
Sang Qiao: “…” So he was bragging about them just to show off himself?
The man continued unhurriedly, “They should find soone too, considering how diligently they work for you. I’ll arrange that.”
Chef Xiao Zhang, who was just serving the dishes, was baffled: “?”
Once the food was served, Sang Qiao didn’t continue the topic with him and didn’t take it to heart.
After dinner, Si Chenli still hadn’t planned to leave, and it was gradually getting dark.
Sang Qiao: “Aren’t you going back?”
“No rush.” The man’s thin lips parted slightly, his posture relaxed as he leaned against the sofa, showing no intention of leaving.
Soon after, his phone rang, and when he answered the call, he “accidentally” put it on speaker.
“Mr. Si, my car broke down halfway, and I’m afraid I can’t co to pick you up tonight. I’m truly sorry; it’s all my fault for not checking the car properly.”
“No problem, co to pick up tomorrow morning.” Si Chenli replied with a “magnanimous” attitude and then hung up.
Xiao’an beside him was dumbfounded, Sister Qiao, your boyfriend is so scheming!
“Should I ask the driver to take you back?” Sang Qiao kindly offered.
Si Chenli glanced outside the door, his expression cold, “It’s dark, not safe.”
“Xiao’an, prepare a guest room for him.” Sang Qiao couldn’t help but laugh out loud; she had never seen such a crafty man.
It was just after eight o’clock; how was it unsafe?
Besides, he was a grown man and her driver would be taking him back; what could possibly happen?
“Yes.” Xiao’an imdiately went upstairs to prepare.
Si Chenli successfully stayed the night in the villa; Sang Qiao usually went to bed early. Once Xiao’an had finished preparing the man’s room, she went back to her own room to settle down for the night.
The next day
Sang Qiao got up slightly late, and when she ca downstairs, she thought robbers had entered her house; several won, probably in their twenties, sat in the living room.
And her four bodyguards and two chefs lined up, each taking turns to go on blind dates.
They were silent and reserved, occasionally blushing and flustered by the little things the young won said, completely like innocent young n.
“Sister Qiao, your boyfriend is arranging their blind dates.” Xiao’an noticed Sang Qiao on the stairs, hurried up, and reported to her.
Si Chenli was still earnestly matchmaking for these people. After watching for a while, Xiao Zhang couldn’t make a choice and was frightened by the man’s gaze.
He stamred, “… maybe… maybe I should find a girlfriend myself, thanks for Mr. Si’s kind offer.”
Si Chenli raised his brows slightly, “You don’t like any of these? What kind do you like?”
“I… I… I” Xiao Zhang’s legs went weak, this man seed more anxious about finding him a match than his own parents!
“Why not let them exchange contact information and get to know each other on their own?”
Sang Qiao walked down the stairs to speak for them, suspecting that if she didn’t intervene, her bodyguards and chef would be scared enough to resign on the spot.
“Then let’s do as Qiaoqiao suggests,” Si Chenli finally did not hurry to make them see eye to eye and start dating on the spot.
After a few girls exchanged contact information with them, they obediently left the villa.
The bodyguards and chef seed liberated, spreading their legs to run; blind dating was truly horrifying, and they felt they would never love again.
The breakfast on the table was from Chen’s Porridge Shop, which Si Chenli had instructed soone to buy.
Sang Qiao picked a porridge and a boiled egg, and the remaining unopened packages were distributed to the villa’s servants.
Si Chenli had already eaten, so he quietly sat opposite her, watching her eat. Sang Qiao did not eat like other misses, who could only eat half a spoonful at a ti.
Instead, her manner was casual and not very graceful, yet it was pleasing and delightful to watch.
She quickly finished a bowl of porridge, peeled the last egg, ate it in three bites, and stood up to walk towards the door.
Si Chenli quickly followed her; they were still riding in Si Chenli’s car from yesterday.
Although Sang Qiao already knew that last night’s incident was deliberate, she still brought it up unintentionally, “The car broke down last night and was fixed quickly today.”
“Yes…yes, Mr. Si has a dedicated place for car repairs; they also worked overti last night.”
The driver, who doubled as an assistant, broke into a cold sweat; he had acted strictly according to Mr. Si’s instructions.
“Oh,” Sang Qiao nodded, seemingly accepting the explanation. Before the assistant could breathe a sigh of relief, Sang Qiao’s sweet voice rang out again, “Couldn’t we have driven another car from the garage?”
The assistant shuddered with a sense of crisis, while Mr. Si, in the back seat, remained cool and detached as a bystander.
He despaired in silence, “We could… it’s just that I didn’t have the keys; it was too late last night, and I didn’t want to disturb the security guard.”
“Oh,” Sang Qiao chuckled lightly and did not pursue further.
She felt that when she asked these questions, the assistant’s anxious deanor resembled how Si Chenli’s servants felt tornted this morning.
Rose Entertainnt Building
As soon as Sang Qiao got out of the car and approached the living room, she saw Mr. Sang sitting on the couch, while the receptionist was still pouring him warm water, endlessly courteous.
“Qiaoqiao, you’re finally here—were you with Mr. Si? I’ve always thought it was a pity you two broke up. Why don’t you find a ti to bring him over, and maybe you can arrange your engagent again?”
Spotting Sang Qiao entering, Mr. Sang leaned closer to her with a ingratiating tone.
“A pity? Then why didn’t you stop it when it happened?” Sang Qiao looked amusingly at her father’s flattering expression.
Wasn’t it because he thought Si Chenli couldn’t inherit the Si Family and wouldn’t be able to benefit the Sang Family?
“What are you talking about? Didn’t I respect your decision at the ti? Let’s not bring up the past,” Mr. Sang’s face contorted briefly in embarrassnt but quickly adjusted.
He knew what Sang Qiao cared about and deliberately ntioned, “Qiaoqiao, your mother feels really guilty about how she treated you before. She wants to make it up to you. Jiaojiao isn’t at our ho anymore, so when you find the ti, why don’t you move back?”
“Is that so? Then why hasn’t she called once?” Sang Qiao didn’t need to ask to know this was a fabrication from her father.
Mrs. Sang was not the kind to cozy up just because Sang Qiao’s status had changed.
“…She might have forgotten, Qiaoqiao. Anyway, find a chance to co ho for dinner; she wants to cook for you herself.”
Mr. Sang’s face, having been exposed, fell flat, and he silently lanted that Sang Qiao was indeed not easy to fool anymore.
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