After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 328: Sang Qiao: Can’t Leave Him Behind, Must Take Him Home

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: Sang Qiao: Can’t Leave Him Behind, Must Take Him Home

"No," Shangguan Yuan’s fingertips involuntarily shrank back. Normally this was a case of more bad than good.

But he couldn’t dare to speak these words before the last moment, not wanting to upset Mrs. Si and Qiaoqiao prematurely. What if ... there was a miracle?

By the time the fire had spread to him, Si Chenli had already escaped.

As the atmosphere between the three of them turned ominous, suddenly a few people appeared nearby, carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth.

"Mr. Shangguan, this is the last body, we’ve finished searching the scene, would you come and see if it’s the person you’re looking for?" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Upon hearing the word "body," Mrs. Si almost fainted on the spot, terrified by the result she dreaded most.

Sang Qiao promptly supported Mrs. Si, "Mom, don’t worry, it might not be Ah Li."

"Yes, Ah Li is so smart, he might have run away already, maybe he’s severely injured and didn’t want to worry us, that’s why he hasn’t come back to tell us."

Mrs. Si’s voice was thick with sobbing as her legs weakened and she walked towards the body which was beyond recognition.

The moment she lifted the white cloth, she let go in fright, unable to discern from the face whether it was Ah Li or not. But the clothes on the body and the watch on the hand were indeed his, and so was that unique wedding ring.

Sang Qiao lifted a corner of the white cloth, staring blankly.

"Let’s do a DNA test," Shangguan Yuan suggested as the face was unrecognizable.

Merely by clothes, Mrs. Si and Qiao couldn’t accept the news of Chenli’s death.

"Right, do the test," Mrs. Si covered her mouth to stop herself from crying out.

"Yes," the staff immediately went to carry out her orders.

Because of the importance of the identification, the staff did not dare to be careless, immediately arranging for the test to be expedited.

During the excruciating two-hour wait, Mrs. Si’s heart was in turmoil, and Sang Qiao was equally distraught, looking at the wall, feeling helpless.

Was it always like this for her? Unable to keep anyone close...

It had been so in the past, and it was the same now.

The long wait was agonizing, and when the professionals finally came out to announce the results, they handed over the report with helpless expressions.

"No..." Mrs. Si burst into tears, having recognized in her heart that it was Ah Li when the body was carried out—the same clothes, the same jewelry, the same build, but she just couldn’t accept it.

But at that moment, any sliver of hope she’d held onto instantly shattered—surrounded by such a massive fire, with the floors collapsing, how could anyone have escaped?

Sang Qiao gripped the report, her fingertips crumpling a corner of the paper.

She said nothing, but her face clearly displayed her emotions.

As someone moved to carry away the body, Sang Qiao held down the stretcher, lifting the white cloth and staring intently at the body, as if trying to bore a hole through it.

"Qiaoqiao, it’s okay, it’s okay, let’s go home, you still have your baby," Mrs. Si, holding back her own breaking heart, comforted.

At this time, she couldn’t fall apart, Qiaoqiao needed her.

Sang Qiao showed no reaction, just stubbornly stared at the body, slowly crouching down to grip the hands which were no longer recognizable.

The moment they touched, she let go, then carefully removed the ring from the charred fingertips.

"No, he’s not Ah Li," Sang Qiao said tenderly as she wiped the ring and put it in her pocket.

"Qiaoqiao..." Mrs. Si didn’t know how to respond, Qiaoqiao didn’t want to accept the truth, but she hoped, too, that it wasn’t Ah Li.

"He’s not," Sang Qiao looked up at Mrs. Si, defiance in her eyes.

She couldn’t tell if the fire had disfigured her hands, but it just felt wrong, not like before when she held things.

"Let’s go home first," Mrs. Si couldn’t answer her question.

She helped Sang Qiao up, as the Si Family had only the child in Qiaoqiao’s womb left.

"I need to find Ah Li, alive or dead." Sang Qiao pushed herself up from the ground, pulled her arm back, and started walking out.

Stubbornly, she walked into the fire-ravaged ruins, her hands brushing away the visible stones, searching for something.

Mrs. Si and Mr. Shangguan were both startled when they saw this scene.

Mrs. Si quickly ran over, holding her hand, tears flowing uncontrollably, "Qiaoqiao, come back with me, please stop searching."

"I can’t leave him behind, I must bring him home," Sang Qiao said firmly, struggling out of Mrs. Si’s grip, her silhouette stubborn.

Mrs. Si lost control, crouching down, silent sobs overwhelming her.

Her Ah Li was still so young, he had just caught up to Qiaoqiao, how could such a tragedy happen, his life had been hard enough already.

If she could, she truly wished to trade herself to bring back Ah Li.

"Qiaoqiao, this place isn’t safe, although we’ve checked for hidden dangers, accidents can still happen," Mr. Shangguan tried to persuade her.

Sang Qiao ignored him, the area was vast, she searched tirelessly, every corner, afraid of missing anything.

Her serious demeanor left Mr. Shangguan helpless, "Qiaoqiao, your child with Chenli is still in your womb, even if you don’t consider yourself, think about the child."

Mr. Shangguan felt an urge to carry Qiaoqiao away from this place, but he knew too well, he couldn’t defeat Qiaoqiao, especially since she was pregnant, if something went wrong...

"Qiaoqiao, Mom is begging you, let’s go home, think of the child in your womb and yourself, Ah Li wouldn’t want to see you like this."

Mrs. Si knelt on the ground, continuously kowtowing.

She was covered in sticky, pitch-black dust, no longer the graceful lady she once was, only distressed and disheveled.

Sang Qiao was stunned, turning back to see her mother’s actions, she too knelt before Mrs. Si, hands on her shoulders.

Her eyes slightly red, her voice a bit hoarse, "That really isn’t Ah Li."

"Even if that’s not him, there’s no one left at the scene, stop searching, Qiaoqiao, listen to me, let’s go home," Mrs. Si reluctantly compromised with the self-deceptive notion that it wasn’t Ah Li.

"Qiaoqiao, if you’re not at ease, go with Mrs. Si first, I assure you I’ll have people search three more times thoroughly, I’ll send you videos, they won’t miss a single corner," Mr. Shangguan also tried to persuade.

"Let’s go home and wait for news," Mrs. Si reached out to wipe the dust off Sang Qiao’s face.

"Okay," Sang Qiao’s fingertips tightened, her mind went blank, and she lost consciousness.

"Qiaoqiao!"

"Qiaoqiao!"

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When she woke up again, Sang Qiao found herself in a hospital bed, surrounded by her grandfather, the Si Family, and Ah He.

Their eyes all red, "Qiaoqiao, you’re awake, do you feel better?"

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