After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 192: Sang Jiao Will Get What She Deserves

"Since it’s come to this," Meng Jiahe could only accept the gift, "Thank you, Grandpa Sang."

She clearly understood that it was different; the red envelope her mother had given to Sang Qiao was a small amount, merely a consideration for Sang Qiao’s face.

But the amount in the red envelope from Grandpa Sang for her and Sang Qiao was definitely the same.

Mrs. Sang also held a red envelope under the table, but after being ridiculed by Sang Qiao just before, she completely dared not take it out.

Sang Shen also dared not bring his out, knowing Qiaoqiao wouldn’t want it.

A family dined on the New Year’s Eve dinner, each lost in their own thoughts.

Elsewhere

It was heavily snowing, the ground and the clothes of two men were dyed white as they kicked open a door.

Sang Jiao was sitting inside, flanked by two handsome men, both strikingly good-looking, and the dishes on the table were exceptionally lavish.

The person who had upended their family and created the current situation was here, enjoying a comfortable life; it was truly laughable.

Sang Jiao saw them entering and was startled, "You...how did you find me? How did you know I was here?"

"Thinking you could live a happy life outside with our family’s money, dream on."

Sang Nanfeng stepped forward swiftly, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her outside; he had staked out in this city for so long, to not have tracked down her trail would make him a waste.

"Let go of me! This is my home, I don’t welcome you, get out!"

Sang Jiao struggled to push his hands away, her face turning to panic, unexpectedly her disguise was so thorough and yet he had still discovered it.

"Behave, you’ve ruined our family, you must pay the price. Did you enjoy being Miss Sang of the Sang family? I’ll make sure you’ve had enough," Sang Siyang sneered as he dragged the startled Sang Jiao outside.

Sang Jiao cried out in pain, forced to leave with them, "What are you trying to do? That money and those shares were willingly given to me, they have nothing to do with me, dragging me back is useless."

"It doesn’t matter, that money was given to you, but don’t forget, your contract with Starlight Entertainment hasn’t expired yet."

Sang Nanfeng sneered, previously having thought her signing for fifty years at once might have been too much.

Now he could only thank her voracity back then!

"Also, your household registration is still with our family, we as your brothers owe you a big thanks for tearing our family apart," said Sang Siyang, his voice as chilling as the snowy winter.

Sang Jiao continued to struggle, reaching out to pinch their arms, "I’m not going back, I’m never going back."

"Thinking of living a carefree life? No way," Sang Siyang had a moment where he wished he could just kill her then and there, but he knew he couldn’t do that.

The person in the wrong was Sang Jiao; Sang Jiao had to pay for her actions, not dirty his hands.

Already his relationship with Qiao was so distant he didn’t want... in the future for people to say he was a man of impulse and foolishness.

Forced into the car to return, Sang Jiao sat there feeling somewhat numb, sandwiched between them.

She did not know how they would treat her, but it surely wouldn’t be kindly.

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When Sang Jiao was brought back to the old house on the first day of the New Year, she was suddenly pushed through the door, the most agitated of all was Mrs. Sang, who rushed over and clutched fiercely at Sang Jiao’s collar. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Why did you treat me that way? Why did you treat our family that way, wasn’t I good to you? How could you use me?"

Sang Jiao gasped for air, dragged along by Sang Siyang and Sang Nanfeng who hadn’t even given her water to drink the whole way back, leaving her both hungry and thirsty now.

Seeing Mrs. Sang was undoubtedly like seeing hope itself, and her tears immediately began to flow.

"Mom, I didn’t mean to, I had no choice... I was just too scared, I have nothing, with an ominous birth mother, and even a father who is a fraud..."

"You’re still playing the victim! Do you think I will be fooled by you a second time?"

Mrs. Sang turned her face away, her eyes red with anger; her once trusted daughter was such a creature!

She looked at her two sons, "Why did you even bring her back? It’s simply disgusting."

"Let her experience what life is like when Sang Family’s Miss is not accepted, struggling in her acting career without anyone to support her," Sang Nanfeng said, glancing at the silent figure sitting on the sofa.

During the days he had been keeping an eye out, he had wondered what Sang Qiao’s reaction would be.

But he had never expected her to be so indifferent, seemingly uninterested in Sang Jiao.

"Apologize." Sang Siyang kicked Sang Jiao’s leg.

Even the foolish Mrs. Sang was not on her side anymore, Sang Jiao knew she had no allies left in this family, so might as well go for broke.

"What apology should I offer when it was you who favored me, neglecting Sang Qiao?"

"All this nonsense," Sang Nanfeng frowned, not really wanting to listen to her.

"Sang Qiao, it wasn’t just Sang Shen who made you kneel outside the banquet that day, they all participated. Even their promise to reconcile with you after you knelt was a lie. They deliberately played you, wanting to humiliate you, they..."

Sang Jiao’s words were cut off abruptly as Sang Nanfeng clamped a hand over her mouth and dragged her outside, "Sang Jiao, are you seeking death? Shut your mouth!"

Sang Siyang’s fingers trembled involuntarily; how could he just stand by back then? He could have held Sang Qiao’s hand and walked away with her; how could he have been so heartless.

Even if her going abroad was not for treatment, even if she deliberately lost contact with them, what did it matter?

She was the only beloved daughter of their family; what did it matter if he indulged her a bit? Sang Siyang felt a painful regret, realizing too late, he had been too petty...

Sang Siyang bitterly smiled, "Sang Jiao will receive the retribution she deserves, she won’t be able to bully you anymore."

"She couldn’t have bullied me anyway," Sang Qiao glanced at him, her voice indifferent.

That response made them even more anxious; indeed, it was they themselves who had always bullied Sang Qiao.

"We won’t... bully you anymore either."

Sang Qiao was silent, withdrawing her gaze; she was setting up a chess game with the old man during the conversation. Taking advantage of the talk, Grandpa Sang sneakily swapped several chess pieces.

As soon as Sang Qiao turned her head, she noticed the board had shifted from being in her favor to against her.

She stared up at Grandpa Sang.

Mr. Sang Senior guiltily shifted his eyes away.

Meng Jiahe’s mouth almost split with laughter: "..." She couldn’t even focus on Sang Jiao’s miserable state or the sadness of Sang brothers anymore; Grandpa Sang was about to make her die of laughter.

Taking advantage of the sad stories being shared, he quickly and stealthily changed the pieces.

"Ahem, QiaoQiao, why aren’t you making a move yet, are you going to concede?"

Possibly because he had been stared down by Sang Qiao’s unyielding eyes for too long, Mr. Sang Senior felt somewhat uneasy.