After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 330: No One Survived Except His Son?

"Grandpa! I won’t enter into an arranged marriage, I want to be with Qiaoqiao for a lifetime," Sang Shen suddenly looked up at the old man, not expecting to hear such words from him.

This was clearly behavior that Grandpa had always scorned.

"With only you alone, you can’t provide any help to her and the Si Family. Qiaoqiao is pregnant now, and keeping Rose Entertainment and the Si Family safe is extremely difficult."

Mr. Sang Senior struggled to hold back tears in his eyes, because as someone who had been through it himself, he knew all too well the looming dangers facing the Si Family.

Enemies that had lain dormant, waiting for the right moment, would all emerge now.

"But... it’s unfair to the girl I’m supposed to marry! I clearly don’t love her, yet I must marry her for the sake of benefits."

Pain flickered in Sang Shen’s eyes. He had hurt Qiaoqiao so much in the past.

He didn’t want... to hurt another person any longer.

"Do you think the families who choose arranged marriages marry you for love? She, too, is doing it for the double win of the family businesses."

Mr. Sang Senior bitterly smiled, remembering how his own marriage to the old lady had started as a business arrangement, and how reluctant he had been in his youth.

So, he wasn’t nice to her and even felt that her marrying him was just for profit, thus he looked down on her.

By the time he realized that he liked the old lady and didn’t care why she married him, it was far too late.

During the many years after the old lady’s death, his negligence and bad temper haunted his memories constantly, and his heart ached like being cut by knives.

But everything was irreversible, he understood too late.

"Grandpa, I will consider it carefully," Sang Siyang clenched his fingers into a fist.

"Yes, go back and think it over carefully. The burden on your shoulders is heavy, but Grandpa also hopes you can be happy, even if it means an arranged marriage; pick someone you are satisfied with."

Mr. Sang Senior looked at this youngest grandson, not expecting him to be the most sensible and clear-sighted of all the children.

Sometimes he felt sorry for Siyang, but then he realized that without Siyang, the Sang Family might not know what to do.

"Okay, I will choose carefully," Sang Siyang turned to look at the lush trees outside the corridor.

He would choose a woman who also did not need love but only wanted to enter into an arranged marriage. All he could do was try not to hurt another person.

"I..." Sang Shen couldn’t accept it as calmly as his younger brother.

If he had been willing to enter into an arranged marriage, he would have agreed when Liang Mengyun approached him.

It was precisely because he was unwilling that there had been no thought of marriage until now.

"It’s okay, go back and think about it more, there’s no rush at this moment. Let Qingran know too, you have to start considering."

"Okay, I’ll go back to the company first," Sang Siyang responded calmly and started walking out of the hospital.

Seeing that Qiaoqiao was safe and sound was enough, going in would only disturb her. He had come to understand this, so he no longer thought about seeing her.

"I’ll go too," Sang Shen reluctantly looked at the lively scene in the ward.

"Yes, you all go," Mr. Sang Senior did not hold anyone back since Qiaoqiao didn’t want to see them anyway. Going in would only add to Qiaoqiao’s troubles.

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After being discharged, Sang Qiao went about her life as usual, commuting between the company and home; the difference was, she stopped searching for any information on Chenli.

She just looked at her phone daily, lingering on familiar pages, hoping to see a reply someday.

Mrs. Si and Old Madam Si dared not mention Ah Li in front of Qiaoqiao, afraid of upsetting her, and couldn’t even dare to show their grief in front of her.

They mourned secretly, and even deliberately hid Ah Li’s funeral from her.

On the day of Si Chenli’s funeral, half of Jiang City’s elite attended, most of whom were there to verify the news of his sudden passing.

After all, Mr. Si was still young, and his death was too unexpected.

Si Jing no longer carried his usual playful smile; his face was haggard as he gazed at the black and white photo on the table, struggling to accept this reality.

How could his brother just suddenly be gone, just when he was about to live a happy life with his sister-in-law and their upcoming child, he hadn’t anticipated...

"My Xiao Li, what are we to do!" Old Madam Si held the photo and wept profusely.

The sight of an elder burying a younger person was truly hard for her to bear.

Mrs. Si wasn’t faring any better, her eyes swollen from crying.

After all the procedures and rituals were completed, Father Si took Si Jing aside for a private conversation in the backyard.

Father Si’s face had aged decades overnight, suddenly devoid of his usual vitality, "Si Jing, from now on, the Si family will rely on you."

"I will learn quickly to stand on my own."

Si Jing’s expression was serious, different from his usual frivolity, even beginning to regret not studying business management thoroughly before, to help his brother lighten the load.

Maybe... he would be the one going for the partnership talks next time, then... perhaps he would be the one who died.

His brother could then live well with his sister-in-law, and their household would be just fine.

For the first time, he felt useless.

"Alright, I’ll support you, we still hold the highest shares."

Father Si knew that a tough battle lay ahead; Si Jing was different from Ah Li, unable to intimidate the shareholders, nor did he have any remarkable achievements.

"Okay," Si Jing nodded, a resolve flashing in his eyes; he must take up the mantle for this family and the Si Group, ensuring his sister-in-law could give birth without any worries.

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Rose Entertainment

Sang Qiao held her phone, her gaze fixed on the trending topic: "Si Group heir Si Chenli’s funeral held today."

She clenched her phone, her fingertip touching the wedding ring on her finger.

That wasn’t Ah Li, the palms were different, there must have been an issue with the DNA.

Sang Qiao stood up abruptly and walked out, taking the elevator downstairs; she headed straight to Shangguan Yuan’s office and knocked on the door.

A male voice quickly responded, "Come in."

Sang Qiao pushed the door open, and Shangguan Yuan, upon seeing who it was, was momentarily startled, "Qiaoqiao."

"Have all the people at the scene been accounted for? Was there really no survivor?" Sang Qiao asked directly, her eyes intently staring at Shangguan Yuan.

She needed solid evidence to prove that the body wasn’t her Ah Li.

Even if the clothes and physique were the same, the touch of their handshake felt different to her, she always sensed something was amiss.

"They’ve all been found, one survivor was the son of the man Si Chenli was meeting for the partnership. He was rescued earlier than the others, though his injuries are severe."

Shangguan Yuan could sympathize with Qiaoqiao’s current state, understanding her desperation for any clue that Si Chenli might still be alive.

"Why was only he rescued?" Sang Qiao’s lips slightly moved, it was their territory, such a big incident occurred, yet the rescue was delayed.

Moreover... other than his son, there were no survivors, which raised suspicions.

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