After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 142 - : If You’re Unhappy, Just Stir Your Chopsticks and Leave

Chapter 142 -142: If You’re Unhappy, Just Stir Your Chopsticks and Leave

“Fine, in the next life then,” Sang Qiao said with a faint smile on her face, appearing very amiable.

The words that came out of her mouth almost infuriated Mr. Sang to death. He had humbled himself, yet she still acted so obstinately inflexible.

“Sang Qiao! As a daughter, you need to learn to stop while you are ahead! Mr. Si has taken a liking to you for now, but don’t get too arrogant. Without the strong backing of your maternal family, if one day Mr. Si stops loving you, stops being responsible for you, I’d like to see where you can go to cry!”

“Okay then, I’ll dump him right away and tell him you disapprove of our relationship.”

Sang Qiao still maintained that calm demeanor, her face wearing a slight smile.

Mr. Sang nearly had a heart attack from anger. He knew very well that Sang Qiao would indeed dare to say such a thing.

But Mr. Si cherished Sang Qiao so much at the moment that he definitely would not retaliate against her. Instead, he might shift all his resentment onto Mr. Sang.

Mr. Sang took a deep breath and had to pin his hopes on Mrs. Sang. Maybe if Mrs. Sang was nicer to Sang Qiao, showed some concern, Sang Qiao would consider them family again.

After all, Sang Qiao used to care a lot about that woman!

Thinking this, Mr. Sang’s face broke into a smile again, his tone becoming warmer.

“Don’t be ridiculous, it’s just inviting you home for a meal. If you’re not happy, you can just stir your chopsticks and leave.”

Sang Qiao had lost interest in watching Mr. Sang’s act. She looked up at the receptionist, “Don’t let this person in again next time.”

“Yes,” the receptionist said, trembling, regretting her earlier eagerness towards Mr. Sang after overhearing the conversation between father and daughter.

“Sang Qiao!” Mr. Sang’s face turned a livid shade of dark blue with rage.

“Sir, please leave, or we will have to call security,” the receptionist said, coldly ushering him out, devoid of her earlier cordial politeness.

“I’ll leave on my own.” Mr. Sang was even angrier but he couldn’t stay against his will. What if he were really escorted out by security? That would be a total loss of face.

What would his business partners think of him if he couldn’t even enter his own daughter’s company!

Mr. Sang reached out to take a few sips from the glass of water he had drunk halfway, his throat dry from all the talking.

However, before he could get it, the receptionist’s hand was faster, snatching the glass and tossing it into the trash can beside her.

A raging fury in Mr. Sang’s chest was further provoked, “You!”

The receptionist acted as if she hadn’t seen anything and turned to return to her workstation.

Mr. Sang undeniably received a cold reception. He stormed out of Rose Entertainment, skipping the company and heading straight for the residence where Jiaojiao and the others were now staying.

Jiaojiao was startled to see who had arrived, instinctively hiding her card in her pocket.

“Dad, why are you here?”

“Don’t call me dad from now on,” Mr. Sang felt nothing but annoyance at the sound of ‘dad’ at this moment.

It was precisely because of Jiaojiao’s existence that Sang Qiao refused to acknowledge him as a father, so he would fulfill Sang Qiao’s wish—he wouldn’t acknowledge Jiaojiao!

“What are you talking about, husband?” Mrs. Sang happened to walk out and overheard that exact sentence, her displeasure evident.

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“And you too, stop acknowledging Jiaojiao! Now pack your bags and come home with me right away. Call Qiaoqiao later, apologize to her, and ask her to come home for dinner tomorrow.”

Mr. Sang grew furious at the sight of his foolish wife, it was she who had once doted on Jiaojiao while belittling Qiaoqiao!

“I’m not going back, and I definitely won’t call Sang Qiao either,” Mrs. Sang’s face darkened on the spot.

How moved she had been at first, thinking her husband had come specially to take her back home, only to find out it was for the sake of Sang Qiao.

“Do you have any idea what sort of status and background Sang Qiao has now? Her company’s scale is almost catching up with the Sang Family! Plus, her boyfriend is Mr. Si, and mending ties with her would bring a steady stream of benefits!”

“I’ve never cared about that. If you want to suck up to that jinx, go ahead, I only acknowledge Jiaojiao.”

Mrs. Sang remained unswayed, feeling no regret for how she had treated Sang Qiao despite her newfound halo.

“You! Do you think the one at your side is your biological daughter? What Master, what daughter of the heavens, only a fool like you would believe that!”

Mr. Sang was so incensed by the retort that he couldn’t find a place to vent his anger.

“Mom, why don’t you just go back with President Sang? That’s where your home is,” Sang Jiao graciously stepped back, putting on a show of being wronged on her face, while inside hoping that Mrs. Sang would be sent away.

If it weren’t for her coveting the shares in Third Brother Sang’s hands, she couldn’t be bothered to keep up appearances with Mrs. Sang.

During the time Mrs. Sang stayed here, she had been so picky and demanding the best in food, clothing, and everyday items, yet without money and behaving pretentiously, Sang Jiao was nearly driven mad.

“I won’t go. If you like Sang Qiao so much, you go suck up to her! People like you, who only see interests in their eyes, don’t deserve a family. You’re only fit to sit alone in a lonely house. Do you think Sang Qiao would still care about you? She despises you in her heart and would surely make you suffer given the chance!”

Mrs. Sang spoke defiantly, her latter words entirely accusatory towards Sang Zheng.

It was also a curse. So many years without care, without holiday gifts, her love for Sang Zheng had died in the years when his eyes held only interests.

They were, after all, only getting by for the sake of the children!

“Slap!” A heavy slap landed on Mrs. Sang’s face.

“Shut your mouth! Does anyone talk about their husband that way?” Sang Zheng was thoroughly enraged.

“You hit me?” Mrs. Sang looked at him incredulously, covering her cheek.

“Do you not deserve it? Look at you, where’s the graceful and considerate woman who used to think of me at every turn? Now you’re just like a foolish woman!”

Sang Zheng looked at her coldly, not feeling the least bit wrong, and even starting to wonder why he had ever liked a woman like Mrs. Sang who was neither gentle nor considerate of her husband.

“What about you! Do you still love me as you did before?” Mrs. Sang laughed self-deprecatingly.

Foolish? Yes, her greatest folly was thinking that Sang Zheng would love her forever!

“If you’re unwilling to mend your relationship with Sang Qiao, I will not give you another penny from now on. ” Sang Zheng issued his final ultimatum, a threat.

“Haha, you really are a social climber. Before, when I disapproved of Qiaoqiao, you wouldn’t even let off a peep, but now that her value has changed, you’re fawning over her like a dog!”

Mrs. Sang laughed until tears streamed out, her heart growing emptier, and she clearly felt that all she had left was Jiaojiao.

“Fend for yourself!” Sang Zheng shook his clothes and left without paying any more attention to her crazed behavior.

Only growing more disappointed with his wife’s actions.

After Sang Zheng left, Mrs. Sang collapsed to the ground sobbing, her heart aching uncontrollably, “Jiaojiao, why do people change their hearts so easily? He used to love me a lot, treasuring me like a pearl in his palm.”

Though Sang Jiao was annoyed, she could only pretend to care and crouched down to comfort her, “Mom, don’t be too sad, President Sang was just speaking in anger. How could he truly ignore you?”