After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Sang Qiao: Right, I also think they look pretty good

“Let’s head back,” Sang Qiao said as she hastened her steps toward the company’s skyscraper.

Su Nuanying didn’t chase after her this time, feeling as if she couldn’t save face. They were, after all, cousins, yet Sang Qiao was so heartless as to not only withhold help but also be so cruel.

Thinking of this, her heart ached unbearably.

“Xingxing, don’t be sad. It’s all my fault. I’m to blame for ruining your relationship with Sister Qiao,” Fu Xing wrapped his arms around her waist, uttering these comforting words.

Yet, he felt she was incompetent, not as wealthy as Sang Qiao, and had failed in their negotiations with her.

This made it clear that Su Nuanying didn’t hold a high place in Sang Qiao’s heart, not even as much as Meng Jiahe, an outsider!

“It’s not your fault. The person who has changed is Qiao. She’s so self-righteous; in her eyes, people are not allowed to make mistakes, not a bit of tolerance. I was the one who misjudged her before.”

Su Nuanying rubbed her eyes and pressed her face tightly against his chest, her voice muffled and dismal.

“Don’t be sad, Xingxing. If you don’t like her, we just won’t see her in the future. I can avoid any roles that require dealing with Sang Qiao’s company. Gold will always shine,” he said while petting her smooth, long hair, his mind pondering other matters, though.

In less than a fortnight Su Nuanying would graduate. The entertainment industry was a tough nut to crack for him, and marrying her soon to join the Su Family’s business seemed the better path.

“Xingxing, when can you introduce me to your parents? Let’s get married after your graduation, alright?”

“Um… I’ll give them a call tomorrow,” Su Nuanying’s cheeks flushed, her heart brimming with sweetness.

Xingxing was so eager about getting married, mentioning it several times. Did that mean he really liked her so much?

“Great, I’ll wait for you. Although I don’t have much money right now, I’ll do everything I can to make you the most beautiful and happiest bride,” Fu Xing reassured himself inwardly.

“Okay,” Su Nuanying beamed sweetly.

~

Sang Qiao now received countless messages from Si Chenli every day. She rubbed her eyelids.

Was this man a bit too clingy?

And in the office, everyone had received afternoon tea sent by Si Chenli.

“Sister Qiao, this one’s specifically from your boyfriend for you,” the middle-aged woman knocked and handed over a beautifully wrapped gift bag.

“Alright.” Sang Qiao started to open the bag, which contained two pieces of cake and a cup of milk tea.

She didn’t recognize the brand, but from the taste and packaging alone, it clearly wasn’t cheap.

Before she could try it, another figure entered. Meng Jiahe came in with a cup of milk tea and a small cake as well, “Damn, your boyfriend is really generous, giving one to everyone in such a big company!”

“Now the whole company knows you’re dating Mr. Si. This kind of public declaration is seriously impressive.”

As Meng Jiahe spoke, she took a sip of her milk tea, relishing the sweetness without being cloying. Almost forty bucks a cup, no wonder it’s delicious!

Sang Qiao: “…”

She thought Si Chenli’s clingy behavior would end there, but when she left the office at the end of the day, as soon as she stepped out of the building, she saw a crowd gathered by the main entrance.

“Wow, is Mr. Si here to pick up Sister Qiao from work? He’s even waiting in advance, that’s so loving.”

“I’m so jealous, Mr. Si’s so busy yet he makes time to pick up his girlfriend. If my boyfriend dares to say he’s too busy to pick me up next time, I’ll call him out!”

“Today’s afternoon tea was also from Mr. Si, it was so expensive!”

“Quick, quick, make way, Sister Qiao’s coming.”

Whoever spotted Sang Qiao first said that, and the crowd immediately parted to create a pathway.

The Rolls-Royce’s door opened, and Si Chenli got out of the back seat, pulling the door open and standing tall as he waited for her.

Sang Qiao: “…!”

She braced herself and walked through the center of the crowd, experiencing the feeling of awkwardness for the first time.

Her steps were hurried as she swiftly got into the car and closed the door.

Sang Qiao turned her head to look at the man sitting next to her, “Next time, don’t make such a scene.”

“Do you dislike me picking you up?” Si Chenli’s sculpted palm tightened slightly, his dark eyes firmly locked onto her fair little face.

Despite his stern and indifferent facial expression, there was an undeniable hint of… grievance?

This reminded Sang Qiao of a meme she had recently seen: “How can you speak such cold words with your body temperature at thirty-seven degrees!”

“It’s not that, but showing up at the company’s front door, and then bringing afternoon tea, it’s too attention-grabbing; it disrupts everyone’s normal departure after work. Next time, just send me a message and wait for me in the parking lot.”

Sang Qiao tried her best to put it gently. His actions did more than just disrupt everyone’s normal departure from work—it also caused congestion.

“Am I not allowed to show up?” Si Chenli’s brows furrowed tighter; he did this precisely because he wanted everyone to know, to prevent anyone foolish from approaching Sang Qiao.

“…Not at all, but there’s no need to make such a grand gesture,” Sang Qiao said with a slight headache.

Why couldn’t he grasp the emphasis!

“Fine, if you don’t like it, I won’t do it.”

“Good boy.” Sang Qiao couldn’t help but reach out and touch his hair, which was somewhat rough, completely unlike her own.

“I need to discuss something with your father, do you want to come along?” Si Chenli let her touch him while his lips quivered slightly. What he didn’t say was that if she didn’t go, he wouldn’t either.

He was well aware of the relationships in the Sang Family; giving Mr. Sang an opportunity was entirely for Qiaoqiao’s sake.

“I won’t go,” Sang Qiao declined without hesitation, guessing that Si Chenli wanted to take her along to let off steam, but it wouldn’t feel very satisfying to her at the moment.

She wasn’t a three-year-old child.

“Then we won’t go.”

“Mhm.”

The car stopped once again in front of Sang Qiao’s villa, and this time Si Chenli got out of the car with her.

Sang Qiao: “?”

“Aren’t you going home?”

“Aren’t you going to invite your boyfriend in for a glass of water?” The man paused not far behind her.

“Alright, come in for water,” Sang Qiao chuckled helplessly, but she had no problem letting him have a look around her home.

The two of them walked in, one after the other, and Xiao’an soon came over to greet them, “Sister Qiao, welcome home. And hello to you, sir.”

Si Chenli: “…”

Sang Qiao couldn’t help but want to laugh, smoothly taking the cue from his implication, “He is my boyfriend.”

“So you’re Sister Qiao’s boyfriend, my apologies, my apologies,” Xiao’an quickly corrected himself.

“Mhm,” Si Chenli replied curtly, striding along beside the young lady, his brow furrowing slightly as his gaze swept over the attractive-looking bodyguards at the entrance.

Upon entering the living room, the chef greeted them respectfully before going back to the kitchen to cook.

Both chefs were also quite striking in appearance, causing Si Chenli to frown even more.

Sang Qiao found it hard to ignore and leaned closer, lowering her voice to ask, “What now?”

“The chefs and the bodyguards are quite good-looking,” Si Chenli commented in a neutral tone.

“Right? I think so too, it’s quite pleasing to the eye, and they are also very capable. Plus, they’re well-behaved, which are the reasons I chose them,” Sang Qiao agreed aloud.

She was completely unaware of the true implication behind Si Chenli’s words.