After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 136 - : I Silently Offer Incense for Your Third Brother

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: I Silently Offer Incense for Your Third Brother

“Alright,” Sang Qiao had to compromise, then added with some concern, “If Si Jing returns too late, will the room smell?”

Si Chenli’s expression darkened even more. His thin lips twitched, “Call him.”

“Okay.” Sang Qiao obediently went to make the call, mainly because the urine bottle was left in the room for too long and it would start to smell.

She wanted to help take it away earlier, or ask a nurse to help clean, but men have their pride, and he clearly had made up his mind not to let her touch it again.

After Sang Qiao made the call, it wasn’t long before Si Jing hurried back.

His heart was in despair; when there was nothing wrong, he felt superfluous, and even when needed, he was just there to handle the urine bottle.

Brother Li didn’t want his beloved to touch the urine bottle, so was he, as his brother, born just to handle that thing!

Grumbling aside, when he arrived at the ward, Si Jing still obediently carried the urine bottle to the restroom to clean it.

Besides the restroom, Si Jing smiled at them, “I’ve taken care of it, continue your romance talks. I’ll go rest next door, call me if you need anything.”

With that, he turned and left, just a heartless “nurse.”

Sang Qiao sat on a nearby stool, her gaze falling on his legs, “Are your legs getting better?”

“In another week, I should be discharged,” Si Chenli spoke softly, his gaze gently fixed on her. This was the first time he was lying in the hospital bed, and she was right there beside him.

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“Good,” Sang Qiao nodded, feeling much relieved knowing he could be discharged soon.

“I’ll go back now and visit you another day.”

“Have Si Jing take you.”

“No need, I’ll call my driver.” As she spoke, Sang Qiao took her phone out of her pocket to make the call.

“Uh-huh,” the man responded softly.

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After Sang Qiao left, she went straight back to the villa. While lying on the big bed browsing her phone, she received a message from the man, “Made it home?”

Note—Ex-fiancé.

She thought for a moment and changed it to Si Chenli.

Then she started typing back, “Made it.”

Si Chenli: “Have an early rest.”

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: “Okay, you too.”

Sang Qiao put her phone on the bedside and went to sleep. The next day, she went to the office on time and told Xiao’an to directly deliver meals for two to the hospital.

Continuing on to her office, as soon as she reached the main entrance, she saw a bunch of roses placed nearby.

There stood Nanfeng Sang amidst the roses, clad in a flashy red suit, his hair styled with spray, a smile on his face, “Qiaoqiao, good morning.”

Sang Qiao frowned slightly.

Nanfeng Sang almost instantly guessed she wanted to refuse, hurriedly spoke out, “Qiaoqiao, rest assured I’m not here to bother you, I sincerely came to woo Meng Jiahe! I was deeply moved the moment I saw her yesterday.”

Watching from behind and sipping soy milk, Meng Jiahe almost burst out laughing, “What are you saying? You’re moved by me?”

“Yes, these roses, do you like them? They were all freshly picked this morning,” Nanfeng Sang turned to look at her, his demeanor unflustered.

He really had no other way to approach Qiao and seek forgiveness; out of desperation, he had to shift his attention to Meng Jiahe.

She and Qiaoqiao were best friends, and if she became Meng Jiahe’s girlfriend, she would have more opportunities to hang out and meet with Qiaoqiao.

“…Sang Nanfeng, have you forgotten that we’ve met before? I came to your house to stand up for Qiaoqiao, and you called me an uncultured tomboy.”

Meng Jiahe didn’t show him any mercy and exposed him directly. Roses are pretty, but she wasn’t foolish.

Sang Nanfeng genuinely liked her? Impossible, he clearly wanted an opportunity to get closer to Qiaoqiao and seek her forgiveness.

Sang Qiao raised an eyebrow, watched the drama unfold with indifference, and didn’t say a word.

Sang Nanfeng’s face stiffened for a moment, “Is that so? It’s all a misunderstanding.”

“There’s no misunderstanding, you also said I was ugly back then,” Meng Jiahe added slyly, with a smile.

“That was because your hair was too short back then! And it was so dark and gloomy, how could you blame me? Meng Jiahe, I really do like you now, and I’ll earnestly pursue you.”

Sang Nanfeng shamelessly said, as if it wasn’t his fault, rationalizing that it was Meng Jiahe who had run to his house like a madwoman accusing them.

“… Oh, sure, pursue me at my house then, not at the company. It looks bad.”

Meng Jiahe grinned, eyes sparkling.

Sang Nanfeng: “…” Damn.

“Think carefully about your pursuit plan, Qiaoqiao and I are going to work now.” Meng Jiahe patted his shoulder and turned to follow Sang Qiao into the company.

“Hey…” Sang Nanfeng was annoyed, the plan he had finally thought of was instantly ruined by this woman.

He could still faintly hear Meng Jiahe walking away with Sang Qiao, saying, “You really think I’d fall for those low-level tricks from your big brother and take me for a fool?”

Sang Nanfeng didn’t dare to follow them, afraid of irritating Sang Qiao, so he had to leave and think of other methods.

He thought the confession was put to rest for a while.

Until the afternoon, Meng Jiahe’s office received two confessions, from Sang Shen and Sang Siyang, both gifts were extravagant.

A famous brand cake, a famous brand perfume, the letters praising her looks, deeply attracted to them, hoping for a chance to pursue her.

Meng Jiahe laughed hysterically, hitting the table, “Damn, it’s my first time having suitors and they all turn out to be your brothers, I know what they’re thinking without even asking.”

“If you really like them, I won’t oppose you being together.” Sang Qiao lifted her eyes, speaking sincerely.

“I don’t like them, your eldest brother is too silly, your second brother too crazy, and your youngest brother too young. None of them are my type, and they don’t genuinely like me either.”

Meng Jiahe decisively shook her head, she would prefer someone gentle and polite.

Thinking this, she suddenly felt something was off, “Your Third Brother seems quiet? Isn’t the misunderstanding cleared?”

“I don’t know.” Sang Qiao said coolly, her fingertips still tapping on the keyboard.

“Wouldn’t you find out for sure? What if Sang Jiao is scheming something behind the scenes?” Meng Jiahe always felt something was amiss, and had to admit she admired Sang Jiao’s influence.

At the same age, while she was running around, Sang Jiao could sway an entire family with a few words.

“It’s not important, three people annoying me is already enough.” Sang Qiao spoke indifferently, Sang Jiao couldn’t stir up much trouble now, and she couldn’t be bothered to find out more.

As for Sang Qingran, her memory of him wasn’t so vivid anymore, he lacked presence, and being cooler than anyone else, it seemed unlikely he’d do anything to harm the Sang Family.

That was enough.

“Offer incense for him, at least you were involved in uncovering the truth for the other three.”

Meng Jiahe had a feeling their Third Brother was in for a rough time, after all, Sang Qiao had completely pushed him aside.

“There’s no misunderstanding to uncover between him and me.” Sang Qiao’s eyes shifted slightly, speaking the truth.

Sang Qingran hadn’t gotten angry at the start, instead, he was very aloof, probably already aware of some things about her treatment.