After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 332: I Don’t Care Whether There Is Affection... Ah, No, It Can Be Properly Cultivated

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: I Don’t Care Whether There Is Affection... Ah, No, It Can Be Properly Cultivated

"Okay, thanks Mom." Sang Qiao had a check-up last time and was waiting in the hospital room. At that time, Ah He was busy communicating with the doctor and getting her paperwork.

So she forgot to ask the doctor when the next prenatal appointment was, and probably Ah He, too, was too overjoyed to tell her.

"No need to be polite, we’re all family."

"Yes, Qiaoqiao, thank you for not leaving our family." And thank you for never thinking about giving up the baby.

Old Madam Si only dared to say the last part in her heart, but the gratitude was genuine. Others might not have chosen to keep the child.

After all, her husband had left her the day after they married, which is something not everyone could accept.

She also seemed to understand why Ah Li had been so stubbornly devoted—once Qiaoqiao committed to someone, she was incredibly loyal, stronger than most in this regard.

"Mom, Grandma, we really are a family, and going forward, I won’t be so formal anymore, so I hope you can trust me more, believe that I will be strong."

Sang Qiao was somewhat helpless regarding the excessive care and testing from Old Madam Si and Mrs. Si recently.

She needed some personal space to bravely investigate matters related to Ah Li.

"Okay, we understand," Mrs. Si said, her worries alleviating somewhat after hearing Qiaoqiao speak.

"Qiaoqiao, then we won’t keep this from you anymore; today is actually Ah Li’s funeral, but we were worried you couldn’t handle it, so we didn’t tell you."

Old Madam Si’s voice cracked unconsciously—she feared that if they continued to hide this from Qiaoqiao, she would blame them when she eventually found out from someone else.

Eventually, Qiaoqiao had to be informed about it.

"Mm, I know," Sang Qiao responded softly. She didn’t believe that person was Ah Li, so she chose not to go.

"Do you... want to go see Ah Li tomorrow?" Old Madam Si asked tentatively, feeling that all of Qiaoqiao’s reactions were unexpected.

"No, maybe later," Sang Qiao responded noncommittally, avoiding saying that wasn’t Ah Li because to everyone else, it was.

Without clear evidence, she couldn’t prove anything.

"Okay," Old Madam Si didn’t press further, knowing this matter needed to be approached slowly to let Qiaoqiao gradually accept it.

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Sang Mansion

The woman matched with Siyang was Fang Nianzhi from Fang Group, second daughter. She was gentle looking, spoke delicately, and was well-mannered.

She captured Grandpa Sang’s heart within ten minutes of her arrival.

"Nianzhi, you really are a good girl, my Siyang doesn’t deserve you," Grandpa Sang said regretfully, seeing Siyang’s aloof demeanor and concluding that he was not interested in this fine young woman.

However, he would be reassured if such a good girl could be with his grandson Siyang.

Nianzhi was impeccable from character to appearance, and he believed that affection could grow over time from their slow companionship.

"How could that be? I think Brother Siyang is a very good person. I’m the one unworthy of him."

Fang Nianzhi cautiously glanced up at Sang Siyang, then shyly averted her gaze.

As she feigned shyness, she sighed inwardly—pretending was truly exhausting, but in order to marry off, she had to see eye to eye with Sang Siyang.

Especially since of all her matchmaking encounters, Sang Siyang was impeccable from looks to manners, a far cry from some who were sleazy old men old enough to be her grandfather!

"If you agree to marry me, apart from love, I can provide everything else."

Sang Siyang spoke bluntly, needing the Fang Family’s support but unwilling to deceitfully manipulate this young woman to gain it.

He laid his intentions bare, leaving the decision to be together up to her.

"Siyang, look at how you speak—isn’t affection something that can be cultivated?" Grandpa Sang’s smile was stiff, concerned that his great-grandson’s blunt manner might scare off Nianzhi.

"I won’t love anyone," Sang Siyang stated, unwilling to even pretend a lie.

"That’s okay, I understand. Men shouldn’t be confined to trivial passions and romances," Fang Nianzhi smiled gracefully, appearing totally unconcerned with love.

Sang Siyang being upfront also made it easier for her; after marrying, they could each do their own thing without meddling in each other’s lives—how blissful.

Otherwise, staying at her parents’ house, a 25-year-old adult still had to ask for permission to buy more than two ice creams—how was that reasonable!

"So, are you willing to marry me?" Sang Siyang couldn’t help but admire this woman a bit more, with her demure face yet surprisingly straightforward words.

"Of course, I like you and I like freedom, so I don’t mind if our wedding lacks affection... ah no, I mean we can nurture our affection, but I don’t like being controlled."

Fang Nianzhi smiled softly, her heart skipping a beat as she almost revealed her true thoughts.

"Okay, whenever you’re free to message me, we can register our marriage. I’ll also arrange the wedding soon and visit your parents in a few days."

Sang Siyang was eager but arranged everything neatly, ensuring not to neglect the woman involved.

Although he didn’t love her, he wouldn’t skimp on the ceremonial aspects due to it.

"My parents have heard a lot about you and are very satisfied. We can actually go and register our marriage right now," Fang Nianzhi said, pulling her household registration book from her bag.

Grandpa Sang: "?"

Sang Siyang was also stunned, not expecting the other party to be even more eager than him, carrying her household registration book around?

"Ah... actually, I happened to take it because I was running errands today, but don’t worry, my parents definitely agree. Or we could go to my house right now."

Fang Nianzhi adjusted a strand of hair by her cheek, internally cursing her rashness.

She should have at least waited until they were outside the mansion, where only she and Sang Siyang were together, before taking out her household registration book.

How would the old man perceive her, thinking she was desperate to marry and lacked reserve?

"Siyang, buy some gifts, and go with Nianzhi to visit the Fang family first. At least you must meet her parents before further discussing the marriage registration."

Grandpa Sang, though eager about his grandson’s marriage, wouldn’t rush to the extent of upsetting the young woman.

"Okay," Sang Siyang nodded and took the lead, heading outside.

"Grandpa, I will come to see you next time," Fang Nianzhi bade farewell and then ran out to catch up with Sang Siyang’s departing figure.

She was a bit excited inside, as her parents, upon seeing her finally see eye-to-eye with someone, would probably be too delighted to care.

After all, they had arranged matches with much older, less appealing men, a sneaky strategy to deter her pickiness, which showed how worried they were that she might never marry.

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