After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 244: I can’t even meet Mr. Si, so I can’t help you

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: I can’t even meet Mr. Si, so I can’t help you

"Do you mean to say that Dad is willing to accept me back if he gets a say?" Lu Jiao asked on purpose.

Sang Zheng’s eyes lit up; Lu Jiao was now the miss of the Lu Family, and even without inheritance rights, she had quite a bit of money. Just giving him a little would be a lot for him.

He replied eagerly, "Of course, you know that Qiaoqiao doesn’t accept us at all, and as a father, I’m powerless. I do like my daughter very much."

"So, Dad would stand on my side and help me out, right? After all, you’ve had the idea of letting me get in touch with Mr. Si."

As soon as Lu Jiao finished speaking, Sang Zheng’s face stiffened a lot, "You want Mr. Si? I can’t help you with that, I can’t afford to offend Mr. Si."

"I’m not asking you to do anything that offends Mr. Si, just help me out. If I end up with Mr. Si, you’ll be my dad, and our good days would be coming, right?"

Lu Jiao spoke with a smile, the only way she could become superior, not oppressed by anyone, was to become Mrs. Si.

Si Chenli, that man, she was determined to have him.

"...I can’t even see Mr. Si’s face, I’m afraid I can’t help you much."

Although Sang Zheng really wanted Lu Jiao’s money, he was still wary. He was a man who loved power but was also very clear-headed; he was no fool. He knew very well that Lu Jiao wasn’t just after a bit of familial affection from their family.

"Dad, rest assured, I definitely won’t make things difficult for you. It’s fine if you can’t help, I just hope you take my side. I can’t get involved with Sang Family’s affairs, so what if we partner up and start a company? I’ll put up the money, and you manage it for me."

Lu Jiao looked at Sang Zheng, who was on full guard, and threw him a huge olive branch.

"Sure, sure, if the company works out, I’ll bring you back home right away."

Sang Zheng agreed quickly; not having to invest his own money was a good thing. As long as he didn’t sign anything, even if the company failed, it wouldn’t be his problem.

"Let’s talk about the Sang Mansion thing later. I’ll have someone sort out what kind of company to start."

Lu Jiao was reserved, whether or not she returned to the Sang Mansion wasn’t important to her, what’s more, she certainly didn’t want to hand over the Lu Family to that bastard.

"Alright, Jiaojiao, then I’ll wait for your news," Sang Zheng smiled, his face full of flattery.

"Mm, I’ll call you as soon as there’s news." Lu Jiao picked up her bag and walked away in her high heels.

"Okay, okay!" Sang Zheng also picked up his tie intending to go home, his heart full of joy.

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Grandpa: "Today is Nanfeng’s birthday. Let’s have a family meal. Qiaoqiao, you and Ah He come back to have fun, just to keep me company, let’s liven things up."

When Sang Qiao received this message, she hesitated for only a second before replying with a "Sure." Indeed, it had been a long time since she last spent time with Grandpa.

She saved the file on her computer, then shut it down and went downstairs to look for Ah He.

Sang Qiao stopped at Meng Jiahe’s office door and knocked, "Going to the old mansion? Grandpa misses you."

"Let’s go!" Meng Jiahe quickly stood up from the sofa, closed her file, and walked out.

The two of them went downstairs and had the driver head towards the Sang Mansion.

Upon arriving at the Sang Mansion.

The living room was already full of people, only Mr. Sang was absent, and a big cake was on the table.

"Grandpa Sang." Sang Qiao quickly walked to one of the two empty seats next to Grandpa Sang and sat down.

"Is it your birthday today, Grandpa Sang?" Meng Jiahe followed, looking at the cake on the table and then at herself, empty-handed, she couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

She had no idea!

"No need, today we’re just having a casual meal and incidentally celebrating Nanfeng’s birthday. Ah He, just order whatever you like, make yourself at home, no need to feel uptight."

"Oh, okay." Meng Jiahe finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was just Sang Nanfeng’s birthday; not giving a gift was fine!

Sang Siyang’s hands clenched his phone under the table while he sneakily glanced at Sang Qiao several times. He hadn’t seen her in so long and had never received a reply to his messages.

Although he knew Qiaoqiao wouldn’t reply, that she had taken him off the blacklist was already merciful. But occasionally, he longed for a response.

"Qiaoqiao, have you been well lately?"

"Mm." Sang Qiao didn’t even lift her head to reply; she kept her head down and ate, aiming to lower her presence as much as possible.

But in this house, even if she sat quietly, everyone’s eyes would unconsciously drift towards her.

Sang Shen wanted to offer some food to Qiaoqiao. He reached out halfway but met Sang Qiao’s indifferent eyes. They were so pure yet pushed people thousands of miles away.

Sang Shen realized that Qiaoqiao didn’t want the food he offered. Even if he were to put it in her bowl, it would just be picked out and thrown away.

He had no choice but to change direction and placed the food into Grandpa’s bowl, "Grandpa, eat more."

Mr. Sang Senior frowned, disdaining the tough piece of meat he had offered, completely disregarding that it wasn’t suitable for an elderly man’s teeth.

"You eat it yourself; don’t worry about me."

Sang Shen smiled awkwardly, "Okay."

"Qiaoqiao, today’s my birthday. Don’t you have anything to say about that?" Sang Nanfeng also tried to talk to Sang Qiao. She had always disliked him the most, but today was his birthday; couldn’t there be an exception?

"Do I have to sing ’Happy Birthday’ to you or something?" Meng Jiahe was annoyed by Brother Sang’s shameless behavior.

He actually dared to expect a birthday gift from Qiaoqiao!

"...Meng Jiahe, mind your own business. As a guest, you haven’t offered anything, and I haven’t said a word about it!"

Sang Nanfeng looked at Ah He displeased, feeling slightly uncomfortable. He didn’t understand why, when Grandpa invited Qiaoqiao back, he had to bring an outsider with her.

This person didn’t even take their side and was invisibly damaging their relationship!

"Nanfeng, watch your words. We’re just incidentally celebrating your birthday, eat your food."

Mr. Sang Senior couldn’t help but scolded. Wasn’t it agreed upon at the start, that just seeing Sang Qiao’s face would suffice? How did it turn into greed?

And daring to ask for a gift, if he annoyed Qiaoqiao, they might not even see her face next time!

"I got it." Sang Nanfeng unwillingly acknowledged, his gaze drifting unconsciously to Sang Qiao who was keenly focused on her meal, his hand gripping the chopsticks tightly.

As the birthday boy, did she really not want to acknowledge him at all? It seemed that Sang Qiao hated him the most.

Willing to reply to Sang Siyang, willing to give Sang Shen a glance, yet ignoring him entirely!

Originally, Meng Jiahe was only displeased by Sang Nanfeng’s "it’s my birthday, Qiaoqiao should do something" attitude, but Grandpa’s harsh words made her feel guilty.

Could Sang Nanfeng’s heart be suffering a great hit, having his birthday just casually acknowledged?

In a daze, Meng Jiahe’s chopsticks collided with another pair while going for the same piece of cauliflower. She looked up and met Sang Qingran’s deep eyes and subconsciously loosened her chopsticks.

Acting as if nothing had happened, she went for other dishes, but the memories she had been deliberately ignoring kept surfacing in her mind.

That day... Sang Qingran had just stood there watching her fall in the rain, never approaching to help her. She had always understood that he didn’t care about her.

And that heavy rain had washed away any budding affection and fantasies she had harbored.