After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 283: Ah Li: It’s okay, as long as you are a bit happier
Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Ah Li: It’s okay, as long as you are a bit happier
"You might not harm Qiaoqiao, but that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t do anything else." Sang Qingran didn’t make his accusation absolute; today, he had someone send over her brain CT scans from that day.
There was nothing wrong with them at all, almost no possibility that they could cause memory loss or disarray.
He admitted he had been selfish too, so he hadn’t spoken about the brain CT, preferring to act as if nothing had happened.
"Big brother, did you do something? Qiaoqiao didn’t really jump out of the car, did she?" Sang Shen also sensed something was off.
The oldest brother, prone to losing control, had remained unnervingly calm this time, as if everything that happened was anticipated.
Sang Siyang watched the other two brothers confront the oldest and didn’t even want to ask; he just walked away.
"What I said that day was the truth, believe it or not," Sang Nanfeng left them with those words and turned to leave.
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After leaving the mall, Sang Qiao went straight back to her villa. The bodyguard at the door recognized her immediately, "Sister Qiao, are you alright?"
"Sister Qiao, on the day of your wedding, did you run away by yourself, or...? If you didn’t want to marry Mr. Si, we would definitely guard this gate and not let him enter!"
The bodyguards were usually reserved and quiet, but after such a long time, they had come to regard Sister Qiao as a lifelong master.
So when they heard a few days ago that something had happened to her, they were anxious.
"I’m fine, I just want to go in and take a look," Sang Qiao chuckled softly, still clueless about everything. This was her villa, her home. The information in Sang Siyang’s phone was all true.
Thus, the memories she believed she had didn’t actually exist; her eldest brother hadn’t cherished her much.
Nor had the other three brothers ever truly considered her best interests. Her home...
"Okay." The bodyguards watched the somewhat soul-lost Sister Qiao but didn’t know what to say.
After Sang Qiao went in, she was met by another woman coming towards her, Xiao’an with tear-filled eyes, "Sister Qiao, you... you’re back?"
"Where is my room? Take me to see it." Sang Qiao glanced at the surroundings; it was a refined and cozy style but not to her taste.
"Sister Qiao, this is... It’s upstairs, I’ll take you there," Xiao’an said with confusion in her eyes but led the way without further questions.
"Mhm." Sang Qiao quickly reached her room under Xiao’an’s guidance.
As she entered, the first thing she saw was a clock on the wall, a faint sense of familiarity arose in her mind, but she couldn’t recall anything.
Sang Qiao then moved to the desk and drawer pulled it open; it was neatly filled with books, and a small, prominent box stood out. She reached for it and slowly opened it to find a pair of delicate earrings inside.
Flashes of vague images crossed her mind—her retreating in the yard refusing Chenli, her resolute decision to call off the engagement and her re-encounter with him at the hospital...
Sang Qiao covered her aching head and sat down on the floor, the box clattering to the ground.
Her world spun in disarray when a deep male voice suddenly broke in, "Qiaoqiao."
Sang Qiao looked up to see a tall figure standing in the doorway, almost shrouding the sunlight streaming in from outside, standing with his back to the light, facing her.
Si Chenli quickly stepped up to her side, picked up the box from the ground, and pulled her into his arms, "What’s wrong?"
"It’s nothing, what brings you here?" Sang Qiao leaned her forehead against his chest, her voice low.
"If you can’t remember, then don’t worry about it." Si Chenli’s voice was gentle as his large hand gently embraced her, warm and comforting.
His words made Sang Qiao’s heart soften even more. From the information she had about Sang Siyang, this man was clearly the most unfortunate one—if nothing had happened, they would have been married by now.
But now she had forgotten everything and even wasn’t close to him, and he didn’t seem to mind.
It seemed like no matter what, he would always accept her unconditionally.
"Chenli, if I never remember, wouldn’t you be sad? I might never be as close to you as I was before, and I might... not marry you." ƒrēenovelkiss.com
"It’s okay, it won’t matter. Qiaoqiao, don’t feel burdened by this." Si Chenli patiently comforted. He clearly understood that after her amnesia, Qiaoqiao became closer to him but... did not love him.
But no matter which Qiaoqiao it was, he liked her. As long as she was happy, nothing else mattered.
"Did I ever call off our engagement? You were so pitiable then, sitting in a wheelchair, and I..."
The more Sang Qiao thought about it, the less she felt human; how could she have been so heartless.
"Yes, you did the right thing. I was lame, ugly, and blind back then. How could I deserve my Qiaoqiao?" Si Chenli continued to indulge her even as he said this.
He didn’t need her guilt. With him, she could be capricious; she did not have to be a "good thing."
Hearing this, Sang Qiao couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Pfft..."
"Feeling better? Ask me if you want to know anything, and if you don’t, then don’t worry about it. Just be happy."
"I already know, brother is not good, he found a replacement for me." Sang Qiao’s voice was muffled, as if her understanding of the world had been shattered today, with strange events suddenly intruding.
"Then forget about them."
"Okay, I also have a company, but it seems I don’t know how to manage it anymore." Sang Qiao instinctively leaned against his chest, feeling as though he was the only one worthy of her trust.
From intuition, from the information, from his appearance.
Si Chenli: "It’s okay. You have a very close friend in the company; she is the deputy general manager. You can trust her, and if not, you have me."
"Mmm, I want to go to the office." The confusion in Sang Qiao’s heart was instantly dispelled, a trace of determination flickering in her eyes.
"I’ll take you."
Si Chenli stood up and reached out to help Sang Qiao up; the two went downstairs and directly out the door, his car parked in front. As they drove, she watched the surrounding scenery without awakening any memory.
They soon reached the Rose Entertainment building, and Sang Qiao got out of the car, squinting up at the gleaming golden letters refracted by the sun which felt a bit dazzling.
"I’ll take you inside." Si Chenli stretched out his hand, signaling her to place her hand on his.
Sang Qiao obediently grasped it, their fingers interlocked tightly. She watched him skillfully take her upstairs and push open the office door.
She blinked, "Did you used to come to my office often?"
"Yes, I was very clingy to you." Si Chenli chuckled softly, unabashedly admitting—he was the weaker party.
"..." Sang Qiao paused, wasn’t it supposed to be her who was clingy?
"Come, this is your office chair. The documents on the desk were handled by you before the wedding, you can open them and take a look." Si Chenli led her to the sofa chair.
He stood beside her, turning on the computer for her. Bending slightly, he reached across the desk to fetch a pen that was far away and placed it beside her hand, his posture casual and relaxed.
