"Thank you all," Liang ngyun felt moved and soon had the staff help bring her bed in.
"Don't ntion it," ng Wangge was always chatty and quickly struck up a conversation with Liang ngyun, "Sister ng Yun, I heard that Sang Emperor is really into his sister, is that true?"
"It's true." Liang ngyun couldn't help but feel a bit bitter, after all, Sang Shen was such a dedicated person, and every ti he lost control or left her stranded in the middle of a variety show, it was because of Sang Jiao.
It was enough to show how much he cared about his little sister.
"Suddenly, I'm so envious of Jiaojiao, born at the pinnacle of life, with so many brothers doting on her."
"I'm envious too."
The two chatted idly together.
While they were chatting, soone suddenly knocked on the door, "Is Miss Sang Qiao there? Soone outside is looking for you; please co out."
"Who could be looking for Sang Qiao this late?" ng Wangge asked, puzzled.
"I don't know, I'll go take a look." Sang Qiao had been planning to go to sleep, she lazily yawned and put on her slippers to walk to the door.
She had just opened the door when she saw a staff mber with a flattering smile, gesturing forward, "Miss Sang Qiao, over there."
She looked up and saw Sang Shen's tall and straight figure standing against the wall, his face cold and without a hint of a smile. He was still wearing the sa clothes from the day, surrounded by an air of chill.
Sang Qiao glanced at him then turned around, intending to pull open her room door to go back in.
The staff mber quick-wittedly pressed against the doorknob, blocking the door, "Miss Sang Qiao, please don't go, Sang Emperor needs to talk to you, just go over there for a mont."
"You can leave now," Sang Shen had already walked over sohow and looked at the staff mber.
"Okay, then you two talk," the staff mber disappeared down the corridor in a flash.
Sang Shen then looked at Sang Qiao, "Go tell the director you want to drop out of the variety show, I'll take care of the breach of contract fee for you."
Then, as if rembering sothing, he began as if bestowing charity: "I know you're upset because we went to Jiaojiao's movie premiere, but running away from ho like that is too irresponsible. Go back and apologize properly, and we'll consider the matter settled."
Hearing this, Sang Qiao's eyebrows raised slightly, she couldn't help but want to laugh, his words sounded as if he were conferring a great favor, certain that she would obediently comply.
What a joke.
"I'll do the variety show, and I don't plan on returning to the Sang Family. Have you finished talking? If you have, then get lost."
Sang Shen was surprised that she would actually disregard his arrangents and was angered by her words.
It seed he could understand from their family group chat that this ti Sang Qiao's rebellion was no small matter, and she was even talking back.
"Do you have any idea how bad your presence in the entertainnt industry is for Jiaojiao? With you two having similar faces, you're always outshining her, how can she feel good?"
"If she's uncomfortable, she can very well change her face back to her own, rather than making the original disappear."
"Do you know that Jiaojiao had plastic surgery specifically to replace you by our side, to be with us? Do you know how much she sacrificed to fill your place over the three years you were gone? She has been so considerate of our family, while you? You never think about understanding others, you're selfish and inconsiderate."
Sang Shen looked at her with extre disappointnt, as if to say, "How did you turn into what you are now?"
"I gave her the family and family mbers; isn't that generous enough?" Sang Qiao raised her eyes, her expression serious, her heart as calm as a still pond at this mont.
"Fine, rember what you said today, but don't compete with Jiaojiao for affection in the future!"
Sang Shen snorted coldly, originally thinking to negotiate properly and solve today's issue without hurting Sang Qiao.
Now, it seed there was nothing to talk about.
"There will never be such a day, and I hope you won't co to bother again either." Sang Qiao dropped this remark and turned to go back into her room.
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The soundproofing in the room was very good; there was no need to worry about the people inside hearing their conversation.
Sang Shen had never before experienced a negotiation failure with Sang Qiao, and her indifferent "don't bother again" carried a hint of resolution. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but flare up with anger.
His hands balled into fists, he slamd them against the wall before striding toward his own room.
On the way, he encountered Jiaojiao's figure. Sang Jiao also saw him and hurried over, "Second Brother, did you go to see Sang Qiao?"
"Yes."
"Second Brother, I've thought it through today. If Qiaoqiao likes acting, let her act. No matter how she treats , I don't care. I hope you won't make things difficult for either. It's okay if I'm a bit aggrieved. Qiaoqiao doesn't co ho now, and it's all because of ."
As Sang Jiao spoke, her voice began to choke, and she displayed a pitiful deanor.
Sang Shen felt even more distressed, thinking he had been far too polite to Sang Qiao just a mont ago.
During the three years Sang Qiao was abroad, she could leave them behind without a second thought, while Jiaojiao had always been taking care of them, even sacrificing a great deal.
While he was deep in thought, Sang Jiao suddenly grabbed his hand and exclaid, "Second Brother, your hand is bleeding! Does it hurt? Wait here, I'll go get a first-aid kit from the director."
"There's no need, it's just a small injury. Jiaojiao, it's late, you should rest early. I have a first-aid kit in my room." Sang Shen gently touched her head, his tone tender.
"Okay, then you should rest early too, Second Brother. Rember to take care of the wound, good night." Having achieved her purpose, Sang Jiao didn't intend to say more for fear of arousing suspicion.
"Hmm, good night." Sang Shen watched her leave, silently making a ruthless decision in his heart.
Jiaojiao had given up too much for their family; he didn't want to give anyone the chance to hurt her.
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The next day.
Sang Qiao got up very early; she changed into casual clothes intending to go for a run when she bumped into the director.
And the director was looking at her with a smile just as sunny.
She had a bad feeling.
"Sang Qiao, you're up so early, help wake everyone up, will you?"
Sang Qiao: "..."
[Help, I'm going to die of laughter from Sang Qiao's look of utter despair hahaha, Sang Qiao: The early bird catches the worm, but after eting the director, Sang Qiao: The early bird gets eaten by the worm.]
[Sang Emperor is notoriously grumpy when he wakes up, might Sang Qiao get kicked flying if she tries to wake him?]
[The production team is stirring things up, but I'm looking forward to seeing what will happen?]
"Let's go, first we'll wake up your roommate."
"If trouble arises, it's not on ." Sang Qiao decided to give the director a heads-up.
"Of course." The director still full of smiles, undisturbed, figured what's the worst that could happen? At most, it might just start a little argunt.
The first room they entered was theirs; Sang Qiao patted Liang ngyun's blanket, "Ti to get up."
"Oh, okay." Liang ngyun sat up dazedly, leaning on the bedpost and rubbing her eyelids—a very good-natured disposition—and then she saw the cara and quickly pulled the blanket over herself.
She hadn't put on makeup!
Next up was ng Wangge; Sang Qiao patted her a few tis but failed to wake her.
She borrowed a gaphone from the crew, brought it close to ng Wangge's bedside, and announced, "The director said the first one up gets a reward of eighty handso guys."
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