After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 224: The Dark Tyrant Boss Si Chenli

"Don’t even mention targeting the Sang Family, half of the Lu Family could be your dowry," Madam Lu said with a hint of amusement, not intending to belittle her own daughter.

But really, there was no comparison, Sang Qiao was as beautiful as a goddess, whereas her own daughter did not inherit any of her looks but rather resembled that plump and round Master, what capital did she have to compete for Mr. Si?

However, after spending some time together, Madam Lu probably understood that her daughter’s ambitions were sky-high, and she did not bother to intervene, as long as it did not offend Mr. Si, she let Lu Jiao strive on her own.

When Lu Jiao came back disheartened, she naturally would agree to the arranged marriage proposed by her mother.

"Mom, just wait and see," Lu Jiao said more excitedly, assuming all men liked power, as long as Mr. Si developed a rift with Sang Qiao, her chance would naturally arise.

Half of the Lu Family, she did not believe Mr. Si could resist.

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Si Group

Si Chenli sat at his desk, looking at the photo sent to his phone by an unknown caller, showing a tall man reaching to touch Sang Qiao’s head and even bending down to kiss the back of her hand.

The photo depicted a man and a woman smiling brilliantly, looking extremely well-matched; his large hand unconsciously tightened, slamming the phone down onto the desk with a dark expression.

Last time it was a puppy-faced boy, and this time a mixed-race man, how many unclear relations did Sang Qiao need to have enough!

Was it because he had been too indulgent with her, that she never knew fear, playing him at her whims.

Si Chenli glanced at the glaring sun outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his well-defined hands cracking as he gripped them tight, then he pushed away from the desk, grabbed his phone from the desktop, and strode out.

His intent was clear—have someone drive straight to Rose Entertainment.

He happened to arrive just as Sang Qiao returned, the young girl constantly rubbing the back of her left hand with her right, and Si Chenli couldn’t help but scoff with irritation.

Still reminiscing?

"Why have you suddenly come?" Sang Qiao spotted him almost immediately and ran over to him.

The moment she approached, Si Chenli grabbed her wrist and pulled her outside; his force was great, and his expression remained tight and gloomy.

"What’s wrong?" Sang Qiao asked as he pulled her along, her face somewhat confused.

Even if she didn’t know what had happened, she could tell that the man was constantly angry.

However, Si Chenli didn’t say a word until he had pulled her beside the vehicle, opened the door, and pushed her inside, then bent down to sit in himself.

He pressed down on Sang Qiao’s shoulder blades, pinning her to the car seat. As her clothes slid down slightly, revealing a stretch of delicate skin and her exquisite collarbone, he pulled at his own tie, feeling somewhat heated, and stared at her intently.

Sang Qiao, too, remained silent, just lying there, watching his next move.

Even though Si Chenli had numerous thoughts of "sorting her out" in his head, when faced with her clear eyes, he couldn’t bring himself to do it and reluctantly let go of her.

"Sang Qiao, won’t you learn to behave even if given time?"

"At least let me know what happened," Sang Qiao adjusted her clothes and sat up.

Si Chenli took out his phone from his pocket, opened the photos on it, and handed them to her to see.

Taking the black phone, Sang Qiao saw the photos and her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed—these were taken at the hospital in the morning, how could they have been captured?

However, the important thing at the moment wasn’t to quibble over this, but to explain things clearly to Si Chenli.

"I’m not what you think with L, he was just saying goodbye."

"Does saying goodbye include patting heads and kissing hands? Are you that close?" Si Chenli sneered, the irritation apparent as he turned his head to look out of the car window.

Starting to doubt whether his patience was a mistake, Sang Qiao obviously didn’t have a heart; waiting for her to willingly be with him seemed slower than using some tactics.

She didn’t even know what it meant to keep a distance, so she shouldn’t meet other men anymore, to avoid falling for every one she meets!

"No, I dodged when he touched my head, the kiss on the hand was too sudden, I couldn’t avoid it."

"You always have your reasons and excuses, but no worries, from now on you are not allowed to go anywhere, just stay by my side obediently."

"Si Chenli, be reasonable," Sang Qiao stared at him earnestly, her tone unintentionally hardening.

The man’s hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, his sullen face never easing, he was silent with a cold expression.

Sang Qiao couldn’t help but sigh; she looked directly at the man, "If you have absolutely no trust in me, and any random string of messages can disrupt our relationship, then I think we need to seriously consider whether this relationship should continue at all."

After saying so much, she tried to pull open the car door to get out.

Si Chenli was quicker, he grabbed her wrist preventing her from leaving the car, "Are you using this method to provoke me, to let me fulfill your desires with others?"

After saying this, he pulled her back into the car, rolled down the window, turned to look at the awaiting assistant outside, "Drive, back to the villa."

"Yes." The long-awaited assistant immediately opened the driver’s door, got in, and drove off.

Sang Qiao’s hands were still tightly restrained by the man, his grip was strong, she couldn’t break free at all, she couldn’t help but frown, knowing Si Chenli always played a game of deception; she hadn’t expected him to be more formidable than she imagined.

Just from the strength, if the two were to fight, she probably wouldn’t have the upper hand.

Sang Qiao gave up on reasoning with the man at this point because clearly, it was futile.

The car drove all the way, quickly arriving at Si Chenli’s villa, once it stopped, the man opened the door, led her out, and walked her inside holding her hand.

Sang Qiao obediently followed him for now, thinking about finding a chance to leave later, after all, if you’re not likely to win a fight, it’s better not to fight.

Si Chenli just took her upstairs, locked her in a room, and didn’t sit on anything, he towered over the young girl by her side, his gaze deep and focused on her.

"Tomorrow, we’ll go and register our marriage."

Sang Qiao heard this, did not even lift her eyelids, and ignored him.

"I know you love to play; it’s innate and I can’t change it, I wasn’t strict enough." Si Chenli, facing her indifference, still kept talking.

After saying this type of speech that shifted the "blame" onto himself, she could noticeably feel that Si Chenli’s mood had improved much.

It was as if he was truly reflecting on not having kept a close enough watch over her.

Sang Qiao: "..."

"Alright, what would you like for dinner tonight? I’ll make it for you." The man’s eyes softened as he gazed at her.

As if they weren’t the ones who had just been arguing fiercely.

Sang Qiao, although particularly unwilling to deal with him at the moment, mentioned some dishes to distract him, "Spicy chicken feet without bones, stir-fried shrimp without shells, boneless cola chicken wings, braised fish without spines."

"Okay." Si Chenli smiled, responding quickly.