Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Ah Li is not good with words, but he clumsily treats well
“I will not ask him for anything, Miss Liang, please go back,” Sang Qiao said with a calm expression.
Liang ngyun forced a smile, looking at her puzzled, “Why? You hate him so much, you don’t plan to forgive him, right? Making him marry a woman he doesn’t love is torture for him, and it would also benefit the Sang Family. What’s not to like?”
“I do not plan to forgive him, but I wouldn’t say I hate him either, and the Sang Family’s affairs don’t need the Liang family’s involvent.”
Sang Qiao briefly lifted her eyelids, her gaze settling on her with a chilly deanor.
“You really don’t give him any chance, nor are you willing to help . Sang Qiao, consider it as though I owe you a favor, okay?” Liang ngyun was sowhat abject.
She thought that as long as she could be with Sang Shen, she would treat Sang Qiao very well in the future, rembering her kindness for a lifeti.
“Sorry, Miss Liang, please return,” Sang Qiao remained unmoved, uncompromising.
Seeing that negotiation failed, Liang ngyun reluctantly picked up her purse and staggered toward the door, her steps faltering and her heart unwilling. Why does it seem like the whole world is unwilling to lend her a hand?
It used to be Sang Jiao before, and now it’s Sang Qiao.
The two people whom Sang Shen cared about most were both unwilling to help her, so she and Sang Shen never had a chance.
It wasn’t fair!
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Sang Qiao received a ssage from Si Chenli after work, “I’m waiting for you in the parking lot.”
Qiaoqiao is sleepy: “Okay.”
Approaching the parking lot, Sang Qiao imdiately noticed the conspicuous black vehicle, and quickly walked over to pull open the rear car door and sit inside, turning her head to look at the man.
It seed he wasn’t as busy as the rumors suggested; he almost always had ti to send her ssages. Sotis when she replied a bit late, he would respond instantly, showing that he was always watching his phone.
“Is your company not busy?”
“Not too busy,” Si Chenli chuckled softly, his gaze falling on her scrutinizing little face.
“Still, you should focus on working properly,” Sang Qiao didn’t say much more, rely suggesting it, mainly fearing that the man might neglect the company due to being in love.
Wouldn’t it be her fault if the Si Family went bankrupt?
“Alright, should I take you ho first?” Si Chenli replied indulgently, his eyes tender.
“Are we going to see your family?” Sang Qiao unconsciously tensed up a bit, although last ti she t them during the filming, and their attitude was not bad, but… last ti was during filming.
“Yeah, don’t worry, no one will make it difficult for you,” the man reassured her.
“I’m not worried,” Sang Qiao blinked.
“I’m here for everything,” the man said as he reached to brush a few stray hairs from her forehead to the sides of her face, his voice low and husky.
Sang Qiao nodded, a smile tinging her eyes, “Yeah.”
The assistant in the front seat couldn’t help but reflect how different being in love was—carrying around a phone with the sound on all the ti was one thing, pausing halfway through tasks to reply to ssages was another.
Now, he was even patiently coaxing his girlfriend to et his parents, sothing unprecedented.
The vehicle drove all the way to the Si Family’s ho.
This ti, the scene in the living room was clearly different from the last visit; not only were the two elders of the Si Family there, but Si’s parents were present as well.
“Qiaoqiao has arrived, co sit,” Old Madam Si smiled kindly, waving at her.
“Hello,” Sang Qiao greeted respectfully, then was led by Si Chenli towards the couch.
“Qiaoqiao is getting prettier, and now that you two are together, we as parents are very happy,” Mrs. Si smiled gracefully.
“Hmph.” President Si’s face wasn’t looking so great—after all, he had been dumped before, and now things were heating up again!
“Sorry, the child’s father is a bit stone-faced, don’t mind him.” Mrs. Si said with a full smile, pinching her husband’s thigh under the table.
What’s with that sulking face of his?
Their son had been single for so many years, and he only liked Sang Qiao. As elders, they should facilitate this.
“It’s okay, I don’t mind.” Sang Qiao chuckled lightly, pretending not to notice Father Si’s displeasure.
In other words, if soone who can’t threaten or make her feel inferior is displeased with her, it doesn’t matter.
“Qiaoqiao’s magnanimity is truly vast, embracing all rivers.” Old Sir Si grudgingly complinted, mainly because Mrs. Si had lectured him before Sang Qiao arrived.
If he didn’t perform well now, he might have to sleep in the study tonight.
“Qiaoqiao, our family wholly supports you two being together. Just let us know whenever you want to get married, and we’ll imdiately co to your house to propose.”
Mrs. Si watched the two kids and felt more and more that they were a good match. Sang Qiao was beautiful, competent, and behaved gracefully—truly an exceptional child.
Not taking a fancy to her son initially, she could understand.
“Alright, my family agrees too.” What Sang Qiao didn’t ntion was that even if they didn’t agree, it wouldn’t matter.
But with Chenli’s status, Mr. Sang would surely agree, perhaps even be eager to have them get their marriage certificate imdiately.
“Good, good, good. I’ve made your favorite shrimp in the kitchen today, I’ll go check if it’s ready.” Mrs. Si smiled even more joyously.
“Thank you, Aunt Si.”
“No trouble at all. Co over whenever you’re free next ti; Auntie will have delicious food prepared for you.”
“Sure.”
The dishes from the kitchen were served quickly and soon made it to the table.
“Qiaoqiao, eat plenty.”
“Auntie, please eat too; don’t fuss over too much.” Sang Qiao also used the serving chopsticks to offer food.
During the al, almost everyone at the table was taking care of Sang Qiao, and Chenli had beco the designated shrimp peeler.
Father Si was feeling aggrieved initially, and when his favorite dish was ruthlessly taken away by his wife and placed in front of Sang Qiao, he put down his chopsticks and prepared to leave.
“Where are you going?” Mrs. Si swept a gentle yet threatening gaze over him.
That look undoubtedly dissipated Father Si’s anger—better not upset the wife. He quickly ca up with an excuse, “I… my stomach hurts, need to use the bathroom.”
“Go ahead, co back and eat straight from the kitchen, don’t affect everyone’s appetite.”
“…Alright.”
Witnessing this scene, Sang Qiao couldn’t help thinking to herself: Chenli’s dad sure doesn’t have much status at ho.
“Sorry for the embarrassnt, the child’s father can’t show his face in public.” Mrs. Si said with a mild smile.
“Not at all, Uncle Si is just a loving husband.” Sang Qiao tugged at the corner of her mouth, almost laughing, also noticing from this that Chenli’s parents have a good relationship.
Chenli must have grown up in a loving environnt too.
“My Chenli is the sa; he may not talk much, but he always shows through actions. If there’s anything he doesn’t understand or if he mistreats you, just tell and I’ll sort him out!”
Mrs. Si subtly praised her son, giving him a aningful look.
“Eat more.” Chenli sighed helplessly, placing the peeled shrimp into the young girl’s bowl.
“Si… Ah Li is really nice.” Sang Qiao smiled with her eyes curving, not feeling he lacked eloquence—the ssages on her phone were evidence enough.
He didn’t lack words; though not great at chatting, he clumsily tried to find topics to discuss.
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