Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Big Brother’s Sches Used on His Own Brothers?
Sang Qingran also put down his chopsticks tightly, tightened his fingertips, and clearly saw from Ah He’s evasive deanor and the dullness in her eyes. This was exactly what he had hoped for, yet the pain in his chest was undeniable.
During that al, he couldn’t even tell if he had looked more at Qiaoqiao or at Ah He.
Mr. Sang Senior, after finishing his al, could only think of playing chess for entertainnt, but his poor sportsmanship often led to no one wanting to play with him.
Mr. Sang Senior: “…”
ng Jiahe sat on the sofa, unable to suppress her laughter, but the next second, as her phone screen lit up, her laughter stopped abruptly.
Shangguan Yuan: “Stood up again, you said last ti you’d make it up to by fooling around with ?”
ng Jiahe abruptly turned off the phone screen as if she hadn’t seen it, but a second later, the phone rang again.
The caller ID still showed Shangguan Yuan.
She hung up directly!
The call ca in again.
She hung up again.
Shangguan Yuan kept calling.
Annoyed, ng Jiahe answered, nearly gritting her teeth, “Big brother! Are you senile? I sent you so many supplents and money, even hand-washed your clothes; have you forgotten?”
“Sorry, I haven’t been ho recently, I thought you didn’t want to take responsibility and ran off again.”
ng Jiahe’s sudden outburst startled everyone and made the air eerily quiet, so much so that they could hear every word spoken by the gentle male voice on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Sang Senior tentatively asked, “Ah He, was that a man on the line?”
“Yes, a man too soft to take care of himself,” ng Jiahe replied irritably, her annoyance evident.
Ever since she had run from the doctor, she had been avoiding him, yet Shangguan Yuan still found her, claiming that his shoulder was hurt from her bump and he couldn’t live independently.
She had been taking care of him like a mother and a father, ensuring he never ran out of supplents or money.
The kicker was Shangguan Yuan’s ungrateful remark that she was terrible at caregiving!
People should be grateful for any care at all, let alone complain about it.
“It seems Ah He really dotes on him, but n shouldn’t be pampered too much, or they’ll beco too demanding!” Mr. Sang Senior suggested, noting the man’s persistence from the repeated calls.
But that voice sounded oddly familiar; he felt he had heard it sowhere before.
“…I definitely don’t pamper him,” muttered ng Jiahe, resolving that if Shangguan Yuan dared to seek her out again, she would throw him out straightaway!
Sang Qingran, listening to all this, felt even more uneasy. Not knowing why, he moved his lips and asked, “Is it the man who held the umbrella for you last ti?”
“Yes,” ng Jiahe responded honestly, although she didn’t understand why Sang Qingran would ask that.
A flicker of pain crossed Sang Qingran’s eyes; he recognized the emotion and had to admit, he had cared about ng Jiahe.
But they couldn’t be together; perhaps this was for the best.
Ah He had fallen for soone better than him.
His voice hoarse, Sang Qingran said, “Congratulations.”
“Ah He, bring him over soti, and I’ll have a good look for you,” Mr. Sang Senior said, his smile wide, sensing a story there; an umbrella had been involved after all.
ng Jiahe looked confused: “What? Congratulations for what? What am I supposed to get through?”
Sang Nanfeng instinctively turned to look at his younger brother. Indeed, his face lacked the usual indifference.
He knew that his younger brother had lost Ah He forever. Without Ah He, his younger brother was just like him, having no advantage in approaching Qiaoqiao.
After Sang Qiao left the old house with ng Jiahe, others also began to leave one after another.
Sang Qingran looked up and saw the slim, straight silhouettes of the two won ahead of him, both of whom he could never touch in this lifeti.
He suddenly felt pathetic. His life contained only himself. He had squandered the sister who cared the most about him and completely lost the woman who loved him.
“Qingran, are you reluctant to let go of Ah He?” Sang Nanfeng had appeared by his side without him noticing.
Sang Qingran was pulled back from his thoughts by this voice. He could clearly sense the gloating from his elder brother.
That day, his elder brother had done everything to stop him from going after Ah He, but it was also his own choice to give up. Otherwise, no one could have interfered with his decision.
He and Ah He would always remain parallel lines that would never et.
He looked down, “Elder brother, enough is enough. Your little tricks only push everyone further away when used on your own brothers.”
“I was just helping you out. If you and Ah He were together, Qiaoqiao would suffer.”
Sang Nanfeng didn’t conceal his actions, even after being exposed. He laughed heartily, “This family can’t just have suffering. When we were kids, Qiaoqiao was always the least close to .”
No matter how well he treated Qiaoqiao, she always preferred Qingran and Sang Shen.
Now, grown up, it should be Sang Shen and Qingran who’ve wronged Qiaoqiao the most, yet she hated him the most.
How could he be at peace with that?
“Whether you were helping , you know it yourself,” Sang Qingran coldly laughed and then moved ahead, distancing himself first.
Sang Nanfeng felt no panic. When he stopped his younger brother from saving Ah He, he knew that his brother would eventually figure it out, as he was too clever.
But what of it? He couldn’t watch them reconcile with Qiaoqiao while he beca an outsider!
Both his second and fourth brothers repeatedly said that Qiaoqiao wouldn’t forgive anyone. But she had removed them from her blacklist. Who knew if she might soften her heart in the future and forgive them?
“Elder brother, if what Third Brother just said is true, that was too much,” Sang Siyang stood behind, in disbelief.
“You know how painful it is to lose soone you deeply care about. Why did you split Ah He and Qingran? They clearly loved each other. Perhaps with a bit more ti, they could have been together,” Sang Shen also couldn’t help but accuse. Their elder brother was always self-assured with the best ideas, but he never used to be malicious.
“Are you accusing us, or are you bragging about how lucky you are and how pitiful I am? You all can contact Qiaoqiao, only I can’t! If Qingran and Ah He were together, wouldn’t Qiaoqiao look favorably on Qingran for Ah He’s sake? What about then? Would I just be the one left out?” Sang Nanfeng pointed at himself and shouted, losing control of his emotions.
He felt too wronged. Qiaoqiao would acknowledge everyone but ignore him, even unwilling to show a good face on his birthday!
Hearing this, Sang Siyang frowned, feeling that his elder brother was sowhat a stranger to him now.
He could also understand the tornt of no matter what he did, not being able to get even a glance from Qiaoqiao.
He softened his voice to comfort, “Elder brother, you’ve misunderstood. Qiaoqiao hasn’t forgiven us. It was just that the timing was right, so she took us out of the blacklist, but she has never responded to us.”
“Forgiven or not, at least you can still send her ssages. Today is my birthday, I talked to her, and she didn’t bother to acknowledge at all.”
The more Sang Nanfeng thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Was a simple ‘Happy Birthday’ really that difficult?
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