After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 145 - : Sang Qiao: I think you have the wrong person.

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Sang Qiao: I think you have the wrong person.

Sang Qiao gave him a glance without a word and directly got into her family driver’s car, the car raising dust as it drove away.

Sang Nanfeng watched the vehicle disappearing from sight, his face darkening, “What does she mean by that? Is it so hard for her to respond with an ‘umm’ or an ‘okay’?”

“At least she gave you a glance, which isn’t too bad,” Sang Siyang patted his older brother’s shoulder and sighed.

“But she did respond with a word!” Sang Nanfeng felt coldly neglected inside, believing this to be Qiaoqiao’s prejudiced behavior!

Sang Siyang seemed to understand better than his brother, “A one-word response doesn’t equate to forgiveness; maybe she’s just trying to encourage me for the upcoming days at the Sang Family company.”

Hearing this, Sang Nanfeng fell silent. Sang Qiao really was calculating—just one word, and she expected them to work joyfully and diligently.

However… they were indeed falling for it now.

They were happy even with the slightest bit of attention from Sang Qiao, no matter how perfunctory.

“Big brother, I am still not very skilled in managing the company, so I’ll go and learn from the older shareholders first. I’m heading off.”

Sang Siyang patted his brother’s shoulder again and then without hesitation, strode away.

Right now, his focus was on managing the company, hoping that Qiaoqiao would benefit from the dividends generated by his hard work, and it’d be even better if he could double it.

Never before had Sang Siyang felt as driven as he did at this moment, filled with an overwhelming eagerness.

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Back at her own company, Sang Qiao sat at her computer desk, twirling a pen between her fingertips.

Sang Siyang was still inexperienced; he might not be a match for Jiaojiao.

“Qiaoqiao, you actually came in late today!” Meng Jiahe hurriedly ran in from outside.

“Got held up,” Sang Qiao glanced at her casually, putting down the pen and momentarily pushing Sang Family matters out of her mind.

“Oh, your three brothers are still frantically sending me gifts to win me over, I’m so desperate. There’s just no way to refuse them, especially your eldest brother—he even had his mom visit my parents!”

Meng Jiahe looked forlorn as she mentioned this. Her own mother, filled with guilt for her inadequate care and just offering empty words, now that she saw someone like Sang Nanfeng who was successful and handsome, was undoubtedly doing everything to push them together.

She couldn’t even enjoy peace at her own place anymore.

“…So what will you do?” Sang Qiao laughed softly, her eyes clear and direct as she looked at her.

“I think I might resort to hitting someone.” Meng Jiahe’s face was serious; she really might take action, as Sang Nanfeng was really getting on her nerves.

“You do what you need to do with him, you don’t need to involve me,” Sang Qiao said with a light laugh.

“If your family blames me, remember to take my side,” Meng Jiahe said half-jokingly as she pulled up a chair and sat next to Sang Qiao.

Then she remembered the important matter and handed Sang Qiao the latest set of documents she had.

“This is about your second brother; he’s been in the company for a long time, pulling a twenty-eighty scam. The manager who hired him had taken a bribe and has been covering for him all this while.”

Sang Qiao’s gaze settled on the documents, her brow furrowed slightly at the mention of that manager’s name.

She remembered this person; he was competent but what he had done without reporting it was enough to show how much Sang Shen had given him.

“Fire her.”

“I was thinking the same. If she can be bought by Sang Shen, who knows what she’ll do to our company if another family offers her more money.”

Meng Jiahe nodded vigorously. She hadn’t believed these documents when she first came across them.

Because this person is very capable and usually very sensible.

“Sang Shen made a lot of money for the company, return it all to him.”

“Okay, I will check on it in a bit. The exact amount is probably quite a lot, considering those scripts he’s been taking are all over the place, as if he was only working for money.”

Meng Jiahe couldn’t help but feel sad for Sang Shen when she said this, not even caring about his career anymore, just working for money, which showed just how desperate he was to seek forgiveness.

But this realization ultimately came too late. If it had come even a little earlier, maybe he wouldn’t have ended up so miserable.

“That’s his business,” Sang Qiao said without even batting an eyelid.

“Alright, I’ll go out and take care of this matter.” Meng Jiahe never attempted to persuade Qiaoqiao on this issue, because after all, she wasn’t Qiaoqiao and hadn’t experienced those things.

She could pity Sang Shen from the standpoint of a bystander, but she absolutely couldn’t suggest to Qiaoqiao to forgive Sang Shen.

The person who had been hurt was Qiaoqiao, not her. Meng Jiahe always saw this clearly.

After she left the office.

Sang Qiao started searching online to see what the current state of the Sang Family was, and the news about Sang Jiao was all over the hot search.

“Jiaojiao really is a winner in life! She put her heart into acting, and now she’s gone back home to inherit the family business. As an adopted daughter, she’s living better than the real one. I’m really envious.”

“I’m utterly shocked and can’t understand how, in this day and age, a wealthy family’s business is actually handed over to an outsider?”

“Looking at it this way, I feel a bit sorry for Sister Qiao, who ends up with nothing.”

“As someone who specializes in finance, I must analyze the current situation of the Sang Family. If Sang Jiao has ill intentions, it’s very likely that the Sang Family will change hands.”

… There were too many comments to scroll to the bottom, and Sang Jiao’s fan count had increased significantly.

Sang Qiao exited the webpage, planning to first observe for a couple of days to see what Sang Siyang’s capabilities were like.

“Knock knock.” The door suddenly sounded, followed by a middle-aged woman’s voice: “Sister Qiao, there is a lady named Liang Mengyun downstairs looking for you.”

“Let her come up,” Sang Qiao said, tapping her fingertips lightly on the desk, without looking up.

“Okay.” The sound of footsteps outside the door grew fainter.

Before long, the sound of high heels on the floor approached, and the door was knocked again, “Knock knock.”

“Come in.”

Liang Mengyun entered the room, dressed beautifully and exuding elegance. Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, entirely different from the fresh-faced girl on the variety shows.

Her lips were very red, and she smiled warmly, “Sang Qiao, I have a deal I want to make with you.”

“Please, have a seat,” Sang Qiao said, unhurried.

Liang Mengyun sat down on the sofa next to the coffee table and placed her bag beside her, “I’ve heard about the Sang Family’s situation. Sang Jiao definitely harbors ill will, and the Liang Family can help with that.”

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“What do you want?” Sang Qiao lifted her eyelids but didn’t look particularly pleased, rather she was quite indifferent.

Liang Mengyun smiled, knowing Sang Qiao to be clever, and was unwilling to continue beating around the bush. She got straight to the point, “I want to marry Sang Shen.”

“I think you’ve got the wrong person,” Sang Qiao said without hesitation.

“I haven’t got the wrong person, you’re the only one who can make this happen. Sang Shen won’t marry me, he doesn’t even care about the Sang Family in his eyes, only you, Sang Qiao. As long as you say so, he will certainly listen.”

Liang Mengyun’s eyes reddened slightly, this was her only method, and perhaps even her only chance.

She had indeed sought out Sang Shen before, but he rejected the idea she proposed.

She had no choice but to settle and turn to Sang Qiao.