After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 135 - : He Subconsciously Didn’t Want to Dirty the Young Girls Hands

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: He Subconsciously Didn’t Want to Dirty the Young Girl’s Hands

“Fine, as long as you don’t regret it,” Sang Nanfeng said, unable to speak further nor wanting to ask more.

The people Qiaoqiao didn’t care about or take to heart, he was even less interested in meddling with.

“That day will never come.” Sang Qingran’s expression didn’t change at all; from the day he decided not to recognize Sang Qiao, he never thought of her as his sister again.

Controlling himself to not see Sang Qiao was already the biggest compromise; he was always quick to retaliate, yet he had not done anything excessive to Sang Qiao, which was already merciful.

“Don’t transfer your shares into Sang Jiao’s name; otherwise, she’ll become the largest shareholder of the Sang Family, and that is not appropriate. I only have this to say.”

With that, Sang Nanfeng didn’t hesitate to leave the living room.

His words made Sang Jiao curse him several times in her heart, yet she was also relieved she hadn’t brought up the share transfer to Sang Qingran yet.

Otherwise, given Sang Qingran’s suspicious nature, he would surely have doubted her.

“Third Brother, rest assured I won’t claim your shares. Mom, I will also transfer them back tomorrow. I was only capricious due to a lack of security. It was my fault, but knowing how much mom loves me makes me happy.”

“What are you talking about? What’s mine is yours, no need to transfer it back,” Mrs. Sang said as she touched Sang Jiao’s cheek.

“No, I cannot keep it.” Sang Jiao spoke righteously, determined to transfer the shares back.

“If you consider me as your mom, you shouldn’t transfer them back. It’s normal for a mother to give her daughter a birthday gift,” Mrs. Sang said, feigning sternness.

“Of course, I consider you my mom, but…” Sang Jiao pretended to be in a dilemma.

If Sang Qingran had recently harbored doubts about the shares, they were undoubtedly dispelled at this moment.

“Keep it. You are also a part of the Sang Family. Holding shares isn’t unusual. Don’t take your older brother’s words to heart.”

“You’re right,” Mrs. Sang agreed, believing in her heart that Sang Jiao was her own daughter.

Even if there was no blood relation between them in this lifetime, it couldn’t change the fact that they were mother and daughter in a past life.

Everyone kept saying the Master was a fraud, but Mrs. Sang never thought so.

The Master’s arrival truly saved her, and Sang Jiao’s arrival made her life much smoother.

“Alright then,” Sang Jiao finally “reluctantly” compromised.

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Sang Qiao, carrying the meal Xiao’an had brought, took the driver’s car to the hospital.

The thermos bag was tightly sealed; she couldn’t smell anything, but the chefs at home were top-notch, and she had specified ingredients suitable for nourishing the legs.

Upon arriving at the hospital’s main entrance, Sang Qiao went straight up to the ninth floor.

Si Jing, sitting in the corridor, saw her arrive as if seeing a savior, “Sister-in-law! You’re finally here. Brother Li has been waiting for you to bring food; he wouldn’t eat anything else, please go in quickly.”

“Okay.” Sang Qiao felt a twinge of guilt; she had been delayed by following Ah He to the Sang Mansion,

and now it was already seven in the evening, and she had forgotten to call Si Chenli, making him go hungry for an entire hour!

Upon entering, she saw Si Chenli sitting up, supported by a small table loaded with several contracts, while he held a pen in his hand.

“There was a bit of a situation on the way here, sorry.” Sang Qiao placed the thermos bag on the bedside table, explaining while she began to open it.

“No harm done,” Si Chenli put down his pen, his lips slightly curving upward.

During the time she had missed the appointment, he had imagined countless scenarios, such as her having second thoughts, her backing out, or even how he would confront her.

But all these were outweighed by her arrival; a light explanation dispelled all his displeasure.

Sang Qiao opened the thermal bag, which contained some light dishes and a portion of rib soup. After dividing the food into two portions, she remembered Si Jing outside the door and was startled.

“I forgot to have Si Jing’s meal prepared.”

“Let him eat outside.” Si Chenli spoke indifferently, sounding utterly heartless.

Si Jing at the door: “…” Deeply saddened, his days of caring for Brother were ultimately in vain, unable to withstand the day the sister-in-law appeared.

“You and Si Jing eat, I’ll go home and eat now. He still has to take care of you tonight, so he should eat well.” Sang Qiao reflected for a moment before making a decision.

Si Chenli’s eyes darkened slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this decision.

Hearing this, Si Jing outside the door was also startled and hurried to the doorway, “No, no, no, sister-in-law, you and Brother eat, I’ll go out to eat.”

After dropping those words, Si Jing dashed off. He even decided that unless Brother called, he would rather die than come back and disturb the two’s time together.

Seeing that the person had already run off, Sang Qiao could only give up, “Then, I’ll bring some for him tomorrow.”

“Mm.” Si Chenli nodded, quietly organizing the contracts on his little table and placing them beside his leg.

With the table cleared, Sang Qiao directly put the food on it.

Sang Qiao felt that Si Chenli was the most worry-free patient she had ever seen! He didn’t need to be fed, had a thermos prepared at the bedside table, and didn’t eat fruit.

Being here didn’t feel like she was taking care of him at all; it was more like coming over as a guest. She just needed to sit by the side and play.

After the meal, it wasn’t long before—

Sang Qiao realized she had spoken too soon, he still needed care.

Because! Suddenly, Si Chenli needed to go to the restroom!

“Number one or number two?” Sang Qiao looked at the restroom two meters away, which was also a squat toilet, and couldn’t help but frown slightly, considering his leg condition made it inconvenient for him to go on his own.

“Number one, call Si Jing back.” Si Chenli moved his lips, indicating his phone was on the table.

“Number one is easy to handle. I’ll find a bottle for you; otherwise, we don’t know how long it would take for Si Jing to come back, and holding it in is bad for your health.” Sang Qiao said, about to head out to buy a bottle of water.

“I can wait, call him.” Si Chenli’s face turned as gloomy as if it could drip ink.

“You’re not shy, are you?” Sang Qiao paused mid-step, her gaze inquisitive as it landed on his face.

Seeing no trace of shyness on the young lady’s face, but rather a look of suspicion towards him, Si Chenli’s eyebrows twitched, “The urine bottle is in the bathroom.”

“I’ll get it!” Sang Qiao didn’t hesitate and walked to the bathroom, fetching the urine bottle.

It was brand new, with a wide mouth, and very obviously never used before.

“Give it to me, you go out.”

“Can you manage on your own?” Sang Qiao was slightly uneasy.

“…Yes.” Si Chenli’s complexion grew even worse.

“Call me when you’re done.” Sang Qiao then handed him the urine bottle and stepped out to wait.

Sang Qiao couldn’t help but want to laugh after stepping out.

A while later, when Si Chenli let her in, she did not see the urine bottle and couldn’t help but frown, her gaze falling on his legs under the blanket.

“You didn’t actually take it to the restroom yourself, did you?”

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“I didn’t move from the bed. There’s no need for you to deal with it; wait for Si Jing to come back.” Si Chenli moved his lips but didn’t explain where he put the urine bottle.

He subconsciously didn’t want her to carry it, to keep her hands clean.