Chapter 204: Chapter 204: Sang Siyang: He Just Takes A Distant Look
Sang Siyang stared at the number he couldn’t get through on his phone, his vision gradually blurring until tears began to drop down his cheeks and wet the screen.
A tall man of six feet sitting in the airport terminal crying his eyes out was particularly conspicuous.
A kind-hearted auntie couldn’t help but approach and ask, “Young man, what’s wrong with you? There’s no hurdle in life that you can’t overco. Stop crying.”
“I’m not crying, it’s just too hot, and I’m sweating.” Sang Siyang touched his face with his hand, got up with staggering steps, and walked shakily toward the exit.
The auntie couldn’t help but cluck her tongue in disapproval and shake her head; it was clear he had co to the airport to et soone and hadn’t.
After leaving the airport, Sang Siyang told no one about this, as Qiaoqiao didn’t want everyone to know. He hated himself for finding out too late, arriving too late, unable to see her even once.
He had checked her dical report at the hospital; there were no problems, and he could be at ease.
At least Qiaoqiao hadn’t had an accident; she had simply gone on business or for pleasure. Either way, as long as she was happy, it was fine.
News of Sang Qiao going abroad reached her other three brothers at the Sang family two days later.
They frantically searched every place Sang Qiao might have gone, even Grandpa Sang was unaware of her departure, which made them even more anxious.
Rose Entertainnt
Sang Nanfeng and others were determined to see ng Jiahe, and when security wouldn’t let them through, they almost forced their way in until Sang Qingran called ng Jiahe.
When he had sent her to get her leg treated last ti, he had saved her number for so reason.
“ng Jiahe, tell honestly, where has Sang Qiao gone? Has sothing happened to her? Otherwise, why would she just abandon Rose Entertainnt?”
Sang Shen couldn’t keep his cool; he had heard the news of Qiaoqiao leaving that morning on the set and was scared stiff.
She had just gotten them off the blacklist, and now she was just going to leave them?
Even abandoning Grandpa?
“Qiaoqiao didn’t tell you, which ans you don’t have the right to ask. Don’t worry about what she’s doing, if you still care, just keep it from Grandpa Sang.”
ng Jiahe was unapologetic in her tone, her mood especially low.
“She’s in trouble, isn’t she? Is she sick again? Tell , I need to find her!”
Sang Shen spoke out urgently, especially concerned about keeping it from Grandpa, and given this departure was to the sa place as her last illness, he couldn’t help but speculate.
ng Jiahe’s eyes were red, recalling what the doctor had said, feeling a blockage of pain in her heart.
“No. You never cared about her before, and now she doesn’t need you, so stop bothering her.”
“Tell which hospital she is in!” Sang Shen grabbed her by the collar, his tone harsh.
ng Jiahe’s watery, choked-up response was an indirect admission that Sang Qiao was indeed in trouble.
But there were many hospitals in that place, and since Sang Qiao didn’t want them to find her, she would definitely cover her tracks well.
Without solid information, it was difficult to locate her.
“Speak without getting physical.” Sang Qingran frowned, pulling his brother’s hand away before also turning to ng Jiahe, “I’m a doctor too. Tell where Sang Qiao is, maybe I can help.”
“I don’t know, Sang Qiao didn’t even plan to tell . She’s afraid you’d co looking for her.”
ng Jiahe shifted her gaze away and spoke the truth—she genuinely didn’t know, and she had a vague hunch that Qiaoqiao didn’t intend to let her find out.
The three mbers of the Sang family felt a twinge of disappointnt upon hearing this. Suddenly, Sang Shen’s mind flashed the face of Si Chenli. “I must go to the Si Family. Qiaoqiao cares so much about Mr. Si; he might know sothing.”
With that, Sang Shen didn’t even wait for the other two and rushed out.
“I’ll ask Siyang. He’s not worried at all this ti, maybe he knew sothing before us.”
Sang Qingran also thought of his absent younger brother, who had been so eager to clear up the misunderstanding between him and Sang Qiao back then—it was impossible for him not to care about Sang Qiao.
Given such a significant incident and yet no reaction, it could only an his younger brother already knew sothing.
Sang Nanfeng saw the people on either side of him running off, feeling like he had nothing to do himself. If he went along with them, he’d face the dilemma of whom to follow.
In the end, he decided on the most shaless option—to continue pestering ng Jiahe, to annoy her until she shared so useful information.
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Sang Group
When Sang Qingran arrived, he went straight to the top floor to find Sang Siyang. As the Third Young Master of the Sang family, naturally no one would stop him in his own company.
Upon reaching the office, he pushed the door open and entered. Sang Siyang, sitting behind the desk, paused his writing and looked up, unsurprised by the visitor.
“Third Brother.”
“Siyang, tell honestly, do you know what happened to Sang Qiao? Where is she now?” Sang Qingran got straight to the point, having no intention of wasting words.
Or perhaps he was convinced in his heart that Sang Siyang knew sothing.
“I don’t know, but since Qiaoqiao doesn’t want us to know, we shouldn’t bother her.”
Sang Siyang recalled feeling terribly distressed for arriving one step too late at the airport that day. If only he had known earlier and gone to the airport sooner.
“Is she sick?” Sang Qingran was sowhat distracted; it seed that their current search for their sister couldn’t even be considered concern anymore, but rather… a nuisance.
“No, her health is in good shape, you can be at ease about that. You’re a doctor, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to access Qiaoqiao’s dical records if you wanted to. As for what she is dealing with, I’m not sure either, but since she wants to keep it from Grandpa, let’s help her.”
Sang Siyang had initially shared the sa concerns as Third Brother, but the dical record from Qiaoqiao’s recent check-up reassured him significantly.
“…Alright.” Sang Qingran’s anxiety eased, but he couldn’t help feeling bitter.
It seed that his younger brother could access Sang Qiao’s dical records, while they could not. Did this an Qiaoqiao was beginning to accept his younger brother?
Although Sang Qingran was pained, he was also afraid sothing might happen to Sang Qiao. “Are you sure Sang Qiao isn’t sick?”
“Positive.” There was not a trace of guilt in Sang Siyang’s eyes.
“Alright, I’ll tell our older brother and second brother.” Sang Qingran didn’t ask further and left resolutely.
Sang Siyang looked up at his retreating figure, pulled open a drawer, and looked at the plane ticket for tomorrow. How could he be certain, even after seeing that dical record?
Afterwards, the more he thought about it, the more it troubled him. If it were rely business, why would Qiaoqiao keep it from Grandpa? And why would ng Jiahe have red eyes?
No matter what, Sang Siyang would follow her wishes and keep it from the others, but he greedily wanted to see Sang Qiao with his own eyes.
Just to be sure she was safe, he would just watch from a distance and leave, never disturbing her.
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