Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Sang Qiao: No One Else, Just You
“Qiaoqiao, rember to get regular check-ups, okay?” ng Jiahe fussed over her like an old mother, not only applying bandages to her hands but also continuously advising her.
“Okay.” Sang Qiao obediently nodded, enjoying the attentive care of the “old mother”.
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Si Group
“Miss Sang Qiao is back, and she even brought Lawyer Shangguan with her to the Sang Family to see Mr. Sang Senior,” the assistant reported, trembling with fear.
Originally, Mr. Si had stopped following any news about Miss Sang Qiao the day she left.
But now, she had co back. That would have been fine, had she not run into Mr. Si.
The assistant had expected Mr. Si to get angry, yet he simply responded indifferently, “Hmm.”
“Do you need to invite Miss Sang Qiao over?” the assistant tentatively asked, despite not knowing what had transpired between the two during this ti.
Mr. Si had been working overti for quite a while, and the whole office was gloomier than ever. Those who ca to report their work looked as despairing as if they were attending a funeral.
If soone’s work was not up to par, well… they were done for.
“No need, Rose Entertainnt is doing quite well lately, it’s ti to suppress them,” Si Chenli said, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his thin lips coldly uttering these words.
“Yes, I will arrange it imdiately,” the assistant quickly excused himself to carry out the task.
He hadn’t even reached the door when his phone indicated a call from the reception. He stepped aside and answered the phone, “Sang Qiao is at the front desk. She wants to see Mr. Si, should I let her up?”
The assistant glanced at his phone, resigned, and turned back, “Mr. Si, downstairs… Miss Sang Qiao wants to see you. Should I let her up?”
Hearing this, Si Chenli unconsciously gripped the pen tighter, a flicker of emotion passing through his eyes.
His expression was blank as he said, “Let her see if she wants, who does she think she is?”
“Then I’ll have soone send her away right away,” the assistant quickly caught on and was about to reply.
Si Chenli’s face darkened in an instant, his lips parting slightly, “Are you the CEO of Si Group? Is it your place to decide who gets sent away?”
The assistant’s legs beca weak from fright. Wasn’t sending her away what they wanted?
But even if his boss’s words were off, he had to take the bla, “I overstepped, but how do you think this should be handled?”
“Have her wait in the reception room,” Si Chenli said, feeling the fervent pounding in his chest, even though he knew that she had left him to mingle with others. He couldn’t bring himself to be petty about it.
He even felt a slight relief that she had co back, still choosing him.
“Yes,” the assistant replied respectfully, ready to go take care of it.
Behind him ca Si Chenli’s slightly anxious voice, “Prepare so snacks.”
Assistant: “?” It’s as if he’s worried she might run off if bored.
“Yes.”
Reception Room
Sang Qiao was ushered in. The table was set with assorted snacks, and the receptionist had even considerately bought her a warm cup of milk tea, “Miss Sang Qiao, please wait for a mont. Mr. Si is still busy with so matters and will co down later.”
“Okay.” Sang Qiao chuckled lightly, holding the cup of milk tea and quietly waiting.
She couldn’t have been clearer that Si Chenli was intentionally making her wait, throwing a little tantrum! Previously, when he was busy, she could co and go from his office as she pleased.
The receptionist didn’t seem to intend on leaving at all, and she hadn’t forgotten the assistant’s instructions to not let Miss Sang Qiao leave and to keep a close eye on her.
“Miss Sang Qiao, are you bored? Do you need to keep you company for a chat or play sothing?”
Sang Qiao was stunned. Was this receptionist at Si Family so dedicated to her job, even offering to chat and play?
“I’m not bored, I’m fine just sitting here, you can go about your work.”
“It’s no trouble, I don’t have anything that needs tending to, and Miss Sang Qiao, I’m actually half a fan of yours. I watched that variety show you were in before; it was really good!”
The receptionist’s face was pained as she spoke nonsense, forcing herself to chat in order to keep her there.
“Really? What was good about it?” Sang Qiao turned her head to look at her, genuinely curious.
The receptionist laughed awkwardly, having no clue about the contents of Sang Qiao’s variety show, “…it was… very interesting.”
Si Chenli had just reached the doorway when he heard them chatting happily. He frowned subconsciously—was she here to see him or to see that receptionist?
“Sang Chenli.” Sang Qiao, with keen eyes, spotted the tall figure standing at the door and instinctively got up to walk toward him.
The receptionist also breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out, “Mr. Si, Miss Sang Qiao, you two talk.”
Si Chenli took a few steps into the guest room and looked down at her carefree deanor with a cold face, “Miss Sang, do you have sothing you need from ?”
“Call Sang Qiao, or Qiaoqiao.” Sang Qiao looked up at him, correcting him.
Her righteous attitude made Si Chenli’s heart flutter with both pleasure and wonder—did she believe that whatever she said, he would agree to? Or did she think that he would always just be her backup?
With these thoughts, Si Chenli couldn’t help but laugh at himself sardonically. He truly couldn’t refuse her approach.
“We’re not close.”
Sang Qiao saw his deliberately cold expression and almost wanted to laugh for a mont. She lightly started, “Don’t be mad, I haven’t fallen for anyone else, only you.”
She was internally conflicted about whether to tell him that she had stayed away from him due to her illness recurring.
Sang Qiao was still fearful that there would be a next ti. Father Si’s words that day had undeniably sounded an alarm for her, and not to ntion Siyang’s crazy actions that day had scared her.
She never knew that there were people who couldn’t live on after her departure.
If Father Si’s words had made her cautious, then Siyang’s actions had certainly left an indelible worry in her heart—she felt… Si Chenli would really make such an irrational move.
“What, tired of playing with others and now you’ve co back to ?” Si Chenli laughed coldly. They both returned from the airport together; did he look like a fool?
Sang Qiao: So annoyed!
Before she had the chance to reply, her phone rang. She reached out to see the incoming call was from Ah He.
She stealthily looked up at Si Chenli and walked to the side to answer the call, “Hello?”
“Qiaoqiao, many of our company’s partners suddenly want to terminate their contracts, and this president, whom I’ve negotiated with a lot, was about to sign when he suddenly received a call and now says he won’t. I caught him trying to leave, and upon questioning, it turns out it was Si Chenli! He’s actually threatening to suppress our company.”
ng Jiahe finished this long sentence without even catching her breath, showing how urgent she felt.
Si Chenli was close enough to Sang Qiao that the echo in the guest room carried ng Jiahe’s words directly to his ears.
Si Chenli’s expression stiffened montarily, and he cursed the assistant in his mind, Idiot, who instructed them to suppress to this extent? Could they not understand a simple ‘press down’?
Sang Qiao turned her head back to look at him, her eyes shifting as her red lips curled up slightly. The words were for ng Jia, but her gaze was on Si Chenli.
“No worries, we don’t need the contract. I, for one, am curious to see how ruthless Mr. Si’s thods can be.”
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