After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 232: Qingran, Going Now Only Raises Her Hopes
Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Qingran, Going Now Only Raises Her Hopes
"Slap!" Madam Lu raised her hand and slapped Lu Jiao across the face. The sound was loud, and Lu Jiao’s cheek immediately swelled and reddened.
Lu Jiao stared at her mother in disbelief, seemingly shocked that the mother who had always adored her would strike her, "Mom, I..."
"Do you even have the face to ask me that? Wouldn’t we be in this situation if it hadn’t been for you? Why can’t you ever learn? You don’t know the first thing about how to behave. Now I see why you lost to Sang Qiao back at the Sang Family."
Madam Lu vented all her anger on her daughter. If she had known that after so many experiences Lu Jiao would still be this foolish, she would have never brought her back.
"Why I lost to Sang Qiao in the Sang Family is because Sang Qiao is related to them by blood, and I’m just an outsider!" Lu Jiao said resentfully.
Where was she inferior to Sang Qiao? It was just Sang Qiao’s fortune to be born into that family.
"You’re wrong, if Sang Qiao were our adopted daughter now and you were my blood-related daughter, I would still choose her over you. I was so good to you, patiently guiding you, yet why are you so unambitious!"
Madam Lu really regretted her decision. She shouldn’t have brought back Lu Jiao just because she felt that IVF was too troublesome at her age. Even adopting another child would have been better than having Lu Jiao!
She had been pampering Lu Jiao these days, correcting her mistakes with patience, but Lu Jiao just paid lip service to her teachings, letting minor slips go unnoticed.
But Lu Jiao had really gone too far this time, triggering the last straw for He Shi to leave.
Mr. He had never come to look for He Shi before, but today he had suddenly arrived insisting that He Shi leave, and she could guess with her toes that it had something to do with Lu Jiao.
"I...I" Lu Jiao’s eyes flashed with hate as she lowered her head and wept.
"If He Shi doesn’t accept you, then just stay in the Lu Family as an adopted daughter. You won’t lack anything due, and you might as well drop your ridiculous pride. Instead of constantly thinking about opposing Sang Qiao, you’d better be making some genuinely helpful friends."
Madam Lu was always straightforward in her speech, and this time was no exception.
She even considered adopting a son now, as Lu Jiao who only knew pleasure and fun, could never be trusted to manage the Lu Group.
"Fine, I understand." No matter how reluctant Lu Jiao felt inside, she could only accept this arrangement at this point.
She had no doubt that if she made a fuss unwilling to comply, she might even lose the chance to stay with the Lu Family.
She couldn’t help but scoff coldly; it was always the same, no place ever firmly stood as her sanctuary!
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"Really freaking melodramatic." Meng Jiahe walked out from the banquet at Lu’s place with a complicated expression, unable to see past the facade of President Lu’s glamour that faded behind closed doors.
"Lu Jiao deserved it." Lin Weichen expressed not a bit of sympathy, having noticed Lu Jiao’s various distasteful acts during the variety show, though he was usually reserved.
Just because he had been inconspicuous in the industry for many years didn’t mean he was a fool.
"That’s her retribution for unleashing mad dogs." Sang Qiao’s red lips slightly curled into a smile. Being able to usurp the Sang Family was Lu Jiao’s skill, and she held no grudges about it.
But if Lu Jiao tried to harm her, she wouldn’t let her off easily.
"Was the mad dog on the variety show set by her?" Meng Jiahe exclaimed with widened eyes.
"Yeah."
"Tsk, serves her right! Seeing her lose the title of a Lu heiress is truly satisfying." Meng Jiahe’s schadenfreude was heartfelt. She checked her phone, then spoke with a sigh, "Qiaoqiao, you go take Weichen to the interview. I’ll drop by a collaborator to pick up a contract."
"Okay."
"Take care on the road, Sister Ah He."
"Mm-hmm." Meng Jiahe almost ran, as the business partner just happened to live nearby. It wasn’t far, and taking a taxi might actually take longer than her taking a shortcut.
But the weather was not cooperating, as dark clouds heavily shrouded the sky.
After Meng Jiahe left the business partner’s house, she saw that a light rain had started to fall. She clutched the contract tightly to her arm, trying to shield it from the rain.
Relentlessly, the rain grew heavier, soaking her entirely, and blurring her vision.
Meng Jiahe frowned and squinted at the object ahead, barely making out that there was a bus stop. She could not help but hasten her steps toward it.
Water splashed as she stepped in puddles, and, not paying attention, she tripped and fell, knocking her knee against a stone. The pain turned her face pale, and the friction of her palms against the ground was piercing.
She instinctively searched for the soggy contract. Fortunately, it was in a sealed plastic bag and the contents were likely dry.
As Meng Jiahe slowly tried to stand up, a sharp pain shot through her knee.
Sang Qingran, who was already at the bus stop, instinctively started to approach to help her up.
Sang Nanfeng grabbed his younger brother’s arm, "Ah He already likes you, and if you help her now, will it deepen her illusions about you, maybe even make her unable to let you go?"
Hearing this, Sang Qingran took a step back, his mind in turmoil.
Between him and Ah He, there would always be a Sang Qiao. They could never be together, as it would hurt Qiaoqiao.
As he stepped back, Meng Jiahe happened to look up and see him.
The rain was heavy, and the figure she saw was blurred, but she felt it was familiar, and that watch on Sang Qingran’s wrist, she remembered.
Meng Jiahe made no struggle to rise; she just stared straight at the man at the bus stop who was also motionlessly watching her.
Sang Qingran, feeling her gaze, unconsciously tensed his fingers, and he took another step back.
"That’s right, that’s how it should be. Ah He is watching us, and she’s about to be completely disappointed in you," Sang Nanfeng’s voice continued in his ear.
He did it on purpose; he could see Qingran also had feelings for Ah He and felt it was unfair.
Why did everyone have a chance and a way to get close to Qiaoqiao, and only he did not?
He didn’t want Qingran and Ah He to be together.
"Doctor Sang!" A clear, pleasant female voice mixed with the rain came through. Meng Jiahe, not giving up, wanted to confirm that the man was not Sang Qingran. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Sang Qingran couldn’t possibly stand by indifferently seeing someone fall in the heavy rain, regardless of whether it was her or not.
Sang Qingran couldn’t help but frown. Why was she sitting there motionless in such heavy rain, could it be that her leg was injured?
He started to step towards her again.
"Don’t go over. Going now would just give her hope. You just need to respond from where you are, tell her it’s you, and that’s enough," Sang Nanfeng grabbed Sang Qingran’s arm.
This undoubtedly reminded Sang Qingran once more, plunging his heart into deep agony.
She couldn’t even stand up. Surely, just helping her up a bit and then leaving wouldn’t matter, right?
