After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 203: Sang Qiao, Come Back, I Bear No Grudges
Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Sang Qiao, Come Back, I Bear No Grudges
"You disagreeing doesn’t matter, emotions involve two people. I don’t want to keep dating you, you’re too clingy, too lowly, not the type I like. You can leave on your own, you surely don’t want to be thrown out by bodyguards, right? Maybe if you were colder to me, liked me less, then I might like you back."
Sang Qiao didn’t even turn her body around, she simply spoke with her back facing him.
"Sang Qiao, stop trying to irritate me." Si Chenli’s grip on her wrist remained tight.
Rather than believing she was tired of him, he was more inclined to believe something had happened to make her speak so out of the blue.
"It’s not about irritating you, can the great Mr. Si really not let go of one woman?" Sang Qiao turned around, tilting her head up to stare at him with a cold demeanor.
Even though she was shorter than Si Chenli, she was the victor in this dialogue, her words alone crushing him.
Si Chenli’s gaze deepened, locking tightly onto her face, appearing impervious to reason, as if no matter what she said, he wouldn’t listen.
Sang Qiao felt as though there was a hole in her chest, a tingling pain spreading, and she forcefully pried his fingers off to withdraw her wrist.
"If you really can’t let go, why don’t you wait a bit longer? Who knows, maybe in a couple of years if I still haven’t found someone I like, after I’m done playing around, I will come back and marry you."
Her intentional humiliation didn’t even make Si Chenli blink, he just kept staring at her.
For a moment, Sang Qiao almost broke down, but remembering she might not have much time left, she forcefully contained her inner turmoil. If she could come back, she would love him.
If not... she would send him the news that she had married someone else.
She pretended to be at ease, letting out a sigh, "I’m tired and want to sleep. Aren’t you leaving because you think it’s unfair that after so long in a relationship, we’ve never slept together? How about I grant you that tonight?" freёweɓnovel.com
"Why don’t you calm down for the night," Si Chenli finally responded, his voice deep.
"Right, you should go. I don’t want to see you right now." Sang Qiao’s steps upstairs didn’t falter this time. Having said what she needed to say, he would understand tomorrow that she wasn’t joking when he couldn’t find her.
"Fine." Si Chenli ultimately left the villa, not wanting to further provoke her in her current mood.
Sang Qiao secretly stood by the window of her room, watching his tall figure walk out of the villa and drive away.
She leaned against the wall and slowly sank to the floor, the feeling of breathlessness in her chest growing more pronounced, she couldn’t tell if it was due to her illness or... Si Chenli.
Sang Qiao walked slowly to her desk, picked up the long-unmoved paper and pen, and wrote a letter.
The next day, early morning
Sang Qiao got out of bed with dark circles under her eyes and went downstairs. She handed the sealed letter she’d written to Xiao’an.
"If Si Chenli comes by today, give him this envelope. I have something that I need to attend to elsewhere and won’t be back soon. You can take care of the villa."
"Okay." Xiao’an took the envelope without asking more about her plans.
After breakfast, Sang Qiao sat on the couch just briefly before Shangguan Yuan arrived to pick her up from the villa.
Their vehicle brushed past another black Rolls-Royce.
Si Chenli looked at the empty living room, a sense of fear growing inside him. He forced down his emotions and asked the servant calmly, "Where is she?"
"Sister Qiao has gone on a long trip. This is something she asked me to give to you." Xiao’an passed the envelope to him.
Si Chenli quickly opened it with slightly trembling hands and saw the words inside, "Sorry to bother you, but I’m going out to have fun with my little boyfriend. On the first day of our breakup, I hope you’ll man up!"
He crumpled the letter in his hand, veins bulging, eyes bloodshot. "Where did she go?"
"I’m not sure, Sister Qiao didn’t say. A man with glasses came to pick her up... could it be someone you know?" Xiao’an was startled by his reaction.
After all, Sister Qiao’s boyfriend had always seemed so gentle on previous visits; she had never seen him this enraged.
"Call her," Si Chenli’s eyelids twitched with fury.
"But..."
"Do it!" His voice was icy.
"Yes, yes, yes." Xiao’an reluctantly took out her own phone and dialed Sang Qiao.
The call connected after a few rings, and Sang Qiao’s voice came through, "Xiao’an, what’s up?"
Before Xiao’an could speak, the phone was snatched away by a pair of large hands, and Si Chenli’s lips moved, "Sang Qiao, come home."
"You’ve probably already seen the message at my house. Be a man. And I won’t hide it from you, I left because I fell for another guy. In fact, throughout the time I continued dating you, I kept in touch with him."
"Just come back now and all will be forgiven."
In the background, another male voice was barely audible, "Qiao, they’re checking tickets and boarding soon. Hurry up."
"Okay." After responding to the man, Sang Qiao brought the phone close again, "I won’t come back, goodbye."
"Sang Qiao, if you leave, I will hate you," Si Chenli spoke as his grip on the phone weakened.
"Hate away."
The call ended abruptly, leaving behind only a dial tone.
Si Chenli stared at the call end screen for a long time, unable to come back to his senses, his expression darker than ever. Xiao’an stood by silently, not daring to make a sound.
Just when she thought Mr. Si would smash her phone in anger,
The man handed back the phone as if nothing had happened, and she reached out to take it. Si Chenli then strode out of the villa, the rage from moments ago seemingly non-existent.
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Sang Qiao watched the call she had just hung up on, her eyes slightly red, and she looked up at the sky.
"Do you really like him that much?" Shangguan Yuan was also surprised that Sang Qiao cared for someone else to the point of not even planning to tell the other person about her illness.
"Yeah, let’s go." Sang Qiao stood up, pulling her suitcase ahead of him.
Shangguan Yuan didn’t ask any more, simply following after her.
They had just checked in when a panting figure hurried by; Sang Siyang’s whole body was drenched with sweat, and his eyes searched near Gate 6.
With the crowd passing by, none were the person he was looking for.
Just as he was about to ask around, his phone rang from his pocket.
He picked up to hear the other end say, "Mr. Sang, the flight you’re inquiring about was at seven this morning. It should be boarding now and will take off in about ten minutes. I’m not sure if you..."
Sang Siyang couldn’t listen anymore. He wiped away the sweat-soaked bangs from his forehead.
Crouching on the ground, he had come as fast as he could, but he was still one step too late.
