After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 226: Sang Nanfeng, do you think you are particularly innocent?

Chapter 226: Chapter 226: Sang Nanfeng, do you think you are particularly innocent?

Sang Qiao was momentarily stunned, her expression one of indescribable complexity, clearly not expecting Sang Nanfeng to speak to two nearly sixty-year-old elderly gentlemen in such a manner.

She pushed the chair behind her, stood up, and walked out of the office, "I’ll go check."

"Okay." The middle-aged lady immediately led the way.

As soon as the two reached the ground floor, they indeed saw Sang Nanfeng yelling and scolding at the security guards, "You two heartless men, how can you deny doing such a thing? I will complain to your president, let her judge this matter!"

The elderly security guard had the expression of an old man watching a cellphone meme: "..."

They had lived their lives doing good deeds; how could they encounter such an unreasonable person?

The onlookers around them were also whispering to each other, shocked by this bizarre incident. You could understand if a man let you down, but what’s this about being let down by two men over fifty years old?

"Sang Nanfeng," upon seeing Sang Qiao emerging from the building, he instantly changed his expression.

He stood up from the ground and ran inside, no longer showing his previous "tears streaming down his face."

The security guards finally felt vindicated, "See? We are not heartless. He is just making a scene to see our boss. Let’s disperse."

"There are people who don’t care about their dignity. Tsk, not afraid they won’t be able to find a wife in the future."

"I’ve never seen anything like this. Let’s disperse, disperse."

The crowd dispersed immediately.

Sang Nanfeng had approached Sang Qiao, unconsciously patting the dust off his body, his smile somewhat nervous, "Qiaoqiao, can you take me off your blacklist now?"

"Is there a need to? How many times must I tell you, stop harassing me at my company. When will you stay put in your own place?"

Sang Qiao’s expression was cold, devoid of any hint of joking. She wore a light-colored top, emanating a gentle aura, but her words were chillingly cold.

All of Sang Nanfeng’s illusions were shattered. He thought that their relationship wouldn’t be so strained after the variety show, and that his second and fourth brothers were almost removed from the blacklist, so he could be too. He thought...

All his assumptions were ruthlessly crushed at that moment; it was just his own wishful thinking.

"Sang Qiao, how can you be so ruthless?"

"I’m just treating you the way you treated me. The difference is, I will stick to it until the end. Have you come to your senses?"

Sang Qiao’s eyes were void of any warmth, and she could guess that his misunderstanding might have stemmed from her kind words to the "beauties" on the variety show.

But none of that would apply if the person wasn’t Sang Nanfeng, otherwise she wouldn’t have exchanged another word with him.

"Then you should treat everyone equally. I can understand if the fourth brother is removed from the blacklist because his fault wasn’t that grave, but why can the second one who hurt you so much also be removed? To me, this is unfair!"

Sang Nanfeng didn’t want to compare himself with his brothers, but he couldn’t contain his jealousy.

When everyone tried to make amends and couldn’t get any forgiveness, he thought that was normal.

When someone got special treatment and he was only met with cold disdain, he couldn’t bear it.

"How I choose to act is my business, not yours to teach," Sang Qiao chuckled lightly, fairness? The last thing they should talk to her about is fairness.

As for Sang Siyang’s lesser fault? No, she never felt that way; to her, they were all the same.

Sang Siyang was like someone involved in a bullying incident, cheering and laughing without physically participating. But he was part of it and sided with them.

"You... you’ve been making a scene for a long time, everyone has said all sorts of good and bad things, you’ve done all you could do. Sang Qiao, what exactly do you want, can you just be clear?"

Sang Nanfeng clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, his heart filled with unwillingness.

"I’ve told you before, an irreparable break is impossible to mend. That’s my answer," Sang Qiao stated nonchalantly.

This was a profound blow to Sang Nanfeng’s heart; not being able to mend the break while Sang Shen and Sang Siyang still had a way to contact her.

He had no such avenue, how could she do this...

"You could remove the second brother from the blacklist, why not me too? Am I more detestable than him? I believe the harm I’ve done is less than the second and third brothers," Sang Nanfeng argued.

Hearing this, the corners of Sang Qiao’s lips involuntarily twitched, and she glanced at him dismissively.

"Do you consider yourself completely innocent?"

"I’m not innocent... but"

"Sang Nanfeng, if it weren’t for you telling them to ignore me, on my first day back, they might have come to the airport to pick me up, and perhaps the things that happened later wouldn’t have occurred."

After Sang Qiao finished speaking, Sang Nanfeng’s face turned pale instantly; he hadn’t expected Sang Qiao to know.

At that time, he was just too angry, thus he dragged his three brothers to ignore Sang Qiao, wanting to teach her a lesson, insisting she apologize.

But he had regretted it for a long time and just couldn’t lower his pride. When he finally did, she didn’t give him any chance.

"Qiaoqiao, listen to my explanation..."

"I’m not like you, I don’t joke when I speak. I said we would never reconcile, and we won’t. Don’t bother me unnecessarily, it’s a waste to even pay your medical bills if you get hurt."

If he was relieved to see Sang Qiao coming downstairs to meet him, he was now utterly hopeless, almost wishing she hadn’t come down at all.

Sang Qiao turned a blind eye to the pain on his face, her voice calm and steady, "Aren’t you leaving?"

Sang Nanfeng, filled with reluctance yet without any reason to stay, turned around, his steps heavy, each one as though stepping on his own heart.

He had been disappointed many times in his attempts to seek Sang Qiao’s forgiveness, but none like now, agonizingly unbearable.

He couldn’t accept this situation.

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The next day, early morning

Sang Qiao hadn’t expected Si Chenli’s mention of getting a marriage certificate to be serious. Just coming downstairs after washing up, she saw the living room was filled with people, and all her bodyguards were absent, clearly detained.

Si Chenli was in a brand-new suit, his black leather shoes shining clean; he sat on the sofa, seemingly having waited for a long time, in a very patient posture.

Xiao’an was restrained by bodyguards and couldn’t move, managing only a weak "Sister Qiao."

"Did you bring the household registration book?" Si Chenli stood up and walked over to Sang Qiao, his face devoid of any smile.

Sang Qiao hesitated, wondering if it was still possible to go upstairs to grab her mobile phone. There were at least twenty bodyguards in the living room, Si Chenli was well-prepared.

She needn’t flatter herself; she might not even be able to beat Si Chenli. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"It doesn’t matter if you haven’t brought it, let’s have breakfast first, get full, then we can leave with it."

Seeing her scanning her surroundings, the man chuckled softly, taking her wrist and leading her toward the couch.

Immediately, the bodyguards considerately opened several lunch boxes, containing the dishes she had specifically wanted to eat yesterday, though they were clearly cold from sitting out.