Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Qiaoqiao, Don’t Believe Their Side of the Story…
Sang Nanfeng’s fists tightened, and for the first ti, he felt a trendous disgust towards his father, even regretting having supported their failing company when it was first established.
At the sa ti, a huge sense of panic arose in his heart, fearing that Sang Zheng would dig deeper with his questions.
His voice unconsciously took on an urgency, “We don’t know them, don’t listen to their nonsense, Qiaoqiao, your big brother will take you sowhere else.”
“Sang Nanfeng, what are you talking about? Even if you don’t want to recognize , it doesn’t change the fact that I’m your father, we’re registered under the sa household!”
Sang Zheng was furious. Sang Qiao had lost her mory and was willing to co back ho, yet nobody told him, clearly trying to exclude him. How could he tolerate that?
Lu Jiao rembered her previous sufferings under Sang Nanfeng’s hands and now felt a sense of revengeful pleasure.
She deliberately smirked, “Sang Qiao, if you really have amnesia, you might as well go online and check for yourself. You can’t trust the four n beside you, understand?”
“Qiaoqiao, don’t listen to their nonsense. There might be misunderstandings, but we would never hurt you.”
Sang Shen was desperately anxious, if looks could kill, Lu Jiao and Sang Zheng would have died countless tis.
Sang Qiao bypassed the brothers blocking her way and walked straight over to Sang Zheng and the others, a coldness revealing itself in her clear and penetrating eyes, “It’s not your turn to drive a wedge between them and .”
“And you, what of it if you’re the father on my household registration? The fact that nobody ntions you only ans whether you exist or not is unimportant.”
Leaving behind these words, Sang Qiao then turned and walked back, lifting her head to sweep a glance over her surrounding brothers, “Let’s go.”
“Alright.” The Sang Family’s four brothers all had faces of changing expressions, uncertain if Qiaoqiao believed what Sang Zheng and the others had said.
“Sang Qiao! I bet you’re faking this amnesia.” Sang Zheng was extrely frustrated. Watching the group of brothers who ignored him walk away made him even angrier. Was it just because they despised him as a father?
One day, he would grow his company with Jiaojiao and shine, and when that ti ca, he would not bother with them!
“Sang Qiao is really smart, using such a thod to save face and reconcile with the Sang Family. Quite the tactic,” Lu Jiao laughed mockingly as well.
She had thought Sang Qiao had more integrity, really unwilling to reconcile with the Sang Family’s four brothers, even to the point of wanting to cut off all ties for life. Yet in the end, it’s all about using amnesia as a way to make ands.
“Hmph!” Sang Zheng snorted coldly, specifically excluding his own father, indeed a good daughter!
Following Sang Qiao out of the mall, the Sang Family’s four brothers were all nervous and uneasy, especially since Sang Qiao remained silent and didn’t ntion the recent events.
“Qiaoqiao, don’t listen to those two people just now. They might have so truth, we might have done so wrong, but you must believe, we are your real brothers, we would never harm you.”
Sang Nanfeng couldn’t hold back any longer, speaking earnestly.
Sang Qiao stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at him, and said nothing, leaving it unclear whether she believed him or not.
“Qiaoqiao, don’t just believe their side of the story. Let’s explain to you slowly, okay?” Sang Shen pleaded in a low voice, fearing their relationship would plumt to rock bottom in an instant.
For the past few days, he had been too happy. Sotis he even felt as if the past had never happened, as if their family had always been very warm and close.
“Alright, you tell ,” Sang Qiao’s red lips uttered, her inquiry calm and unhurried.
“I…” Sang Shen opened his mouth to say sothing but realized he didn’t know where to start.
He wanted to pick out sothing good to say but found that he couldn’t recall a single good deed towards Qiaoqiao in his mind …
“Qiaoqiao, have a look for yourself.” Sang Siyang opened his phone and presented the summary of information he had compiled.
Sang Qiao reached out to flip through the three-page dossier, but everything written on it seed foreign to her.
It was conspicuously absent from her mory, and her expression changed slightly.
Sang Nanfeng anxiously grasped her wrist, “Qiaoqiao, these are all in the past, you don’t have to look. Haven’t we been getting along well these last two days?”
“What about the harm I suffered?” Sang Qiao’s eyes reddened slightly, her voice soft and hoarse.
Sang Shen: “We…”
“When I was sick and getting treatnt, why did only Third Brother co to find ? Do you three others have so little trust in ? Do you misunderstand because you just listen to their side without seeing for yourselves?”
Sang Qiao’s eyes drooped with a touch of disappointnt, her mind in turmoil. She thought she had just fallen and forgotten a little, but now she realized her mories were missing so much—they were even wrong.
“At that ti…” Sang Siyang regretted it the most, how could he not go to find her.
Even if he didn’t have much money, he could borrow or save, but he never had the thought to visit her.
“Second Brother, you believe a non-blood-related person who said they took a stab for you? And you also believe that I ran away? I am fortunate that it was her, not . You truly don’t deserve it.”
Sang Qiao felt as though the text she saw in her hand was not just her past—it seed to be tearing at her brain.
She shook her dizzy head, handed the phone back to Sang Siyang, and said, “You all can go.”
“Qiaoqiao, where are you going?” Sang Siyang watched her with concern.
“I’m going back to my own ho.” Sang Qiao walked past them with unwavering determination in her tone, her figure resolute.
The four brothers of the Sang Family dared not follow, their hearts filled with complexity. They thought their happiness wouldn’t last long after all.
Sang Nanfeng blad himself for his negligence, never considering that soone might ntion these things to Qiaoqiao.
He even forgot to worry that this might make Qiaoqiao rember everything all at once.
“What should we do now?” Sang Shen asked anxiously, more afraid of Qiaoqiao getting into trouble than of her ignoring them.
“I’ll call Si Chenli.” Sang Siyang had saved Si Chenli’s number a long ti ago.
He knew that Si Chenli had held a higher place in Qiaoqiao’s heart than them for a very long ti.
“Alright.” Sang Shen sounded dejected.
“I’m leaving first.” Sang Nanfeng didn’t know what to do, he needed to ask around.
Sang Qingran reached out and grabbed Sang Nanfeng’s arm, “Big brother, when you found out about Qiaoqiao’s amnesia, you didn’t seem worried at all, as if you were certain that she would never recover her mory. Now that Qiaoqiao knows about the past, you’re getting anxious again. What exactly did you do when you took Qiaoqiao away that day?”
This talk caught the attention of Sang Siyang and Sang Shen, who also noticed many things amiss with their eldest brother.
“Qingran, what are you doing? Weren’t you saying that you believed I would not harm Qiaoqiao just yesterday? It’s only been one night, and you’re doubting again?”
Sang Nanfeng let out an incredulous laugh.
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