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

Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Su Nuanying helplessly said, “Cousin…

“I… I didn’t know you were drunk, wasn’t that given to you voluntarily? You’ve always loved Jiaojiao as a sister, you…”

“Mom, stop pretending. You raised me yourself; you know very well that I can’t handle a drop of alcohol.”

Sang Qingran directly interrupted her sophistry, his expression revealing a trace of difficulty. He had not expected his mother to do such a thing.

He had thought it was all a dream after getting drunk that day, until he saw the news online, and… his shares reduced to zero in his name.

“I… that was your own signature. I asked you, and you were willing. Jiaojiao is family, and who else would the shares go to if not to her? You said so yourself, right?”

Mrs. Sang explained anxiously.

“Have Sang Jiao return them promptly.” Sang Qingran looked at his mother with cold eyes, his tone betraying a hint of impatience.

“How could they be returned? Jiaojiao has already started working at the company!” Mrs. Sangmu guiltily shifted her gaze away.

“Is she in league with you?” Sang Qingran narrowed his eyes, his scrutinizing gaze falling on his mother’s face as he slightly furrowed his brow, his view of Sang Jiao changing a great deal.

She was bold indeed to dare to partake in such actions with their mother.

“No, it was my own idea. Anyway, Qingran, don’t bother asking her to return them; she won’t give them back to you. Besides, you were the one who signed and pressed your handprint.”

Mrs. Sang was terrified that her youngest son would ruin Sang Jiao’s career at this critical juncture.

On hearing this, Sang Qingran instead laughed, “Mom, you really surprise me. If not for the paternity test, I’d think that Jiaojiao was your child, not me.”

“Qingran! How can you say such things? Don’t think I’m unaware that you never truly considered Jiaojiao your sister! Last night when you were drunk, you were calling out Sang Qiao’s name.”

Mrs. Sang was angered by the mention of this since she couldn’t understand why, one after another, they were all so concerned about Sang Qiao.

At these words, Sang Qingran’s spine stiffened a bit and his fingertips twitched, “I didn’t.”

“You might deny it, but you can’t deceive yourself that it didn’t happen,” Mrs. Sang grew even angrier as they had used Sang Qiao’s name to get him to sign at the time.

“Say what you want, but the shares are given to Sang Jiao now. You’d best hope she holds you in the maternal regard you trust so much.”

With those words, Sang Qingran walked briskly away from the doorway, his steps seemingly eager to escape, quickly forcing the name Sang Qiao out of his mind.

As for Sang Jiao, if before he had thought she was just a naïve girl, that opinion was completely overturned now.

If Sang Jiao had been naive, she could not have possibly encouraged their mom to get him drunk and transfer the shares to herself.

Mrs. Sang watched her son’s retreating back without taking his words to heart.

Surely Jiaojiao cared about her as a mother; of that there was no doubt!

“Sister Qiao, Li Qingyan’s agent called to say that Li Qingyan fell on the set and is covered in blood. For some reason, the wire suddenly broke.”

Hearing this, Sang Qiao paused and slightly frowned, “Which hospital is Li Qingyan in now?”

“Third Hospital.”

“Okay, I’ll go have a look.” Sang Qiao stood up, grabbed her phone, and went straight out the door.

When she arrived at the Third Hospital, several people were already gathered around the door of the ward, and Li Qingyan was inside receiving treatment.

“Sister Qiao, I’m terribly sorry. It’s unfortunate that your artist has been hurt; I might have to—. I specifically instructed the team to check thoroughly and ensure everything was secure before proceeding, I don’t understand how it broke after being hoisted.”

“Has anyone tampered with it?” Sang Qiao remembered that she had been through a similar incident herself.

“I’ve already had the other crew members under surveillance, but it should be impossible because Qingyan is a well-behaved kid, on good terms with almost the entire crew. There’s no reason for anyone to harm him,” the director said, suddenly becoming vigilant. Could it really be that someone did lay a hand on him?

After all, one can never truly know what’s in a person’s heart.

The director’s expression became stern, “Anyway, I will give you an explanation for this incident.”

“Mhm.”

Li Qingyan was quickly transferred to a regular ward. He had broken his leg and sustained some other flesh wounds, he would need to rest in bed for at least three months or more.

Hearing this, the director’s expression briefly became complex. Does this mean they have to recast the male lead?

“Doctor, I still need to act. I can’t be bedridden for so long. Is there any way I could get up the day after tomorrow?”

Li Qingyan was even more anxious. This was his first lead role in a drama, and he couldn’t bear to give it up just like that.

“Young man, that’s impossible. Take the time to recuperate properly,” the doctor’s words undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Li Qingyan.

“Sister Qiao, I…”

“Lie down and rest. There will be other scripts in the future, but if you don’t take care of your leg, that’s a lifetime issue,” Sang Qiao said soothingly, patting his shoulder.

“Yeah, Qingyan, you should just rest. We can work together again in the future. I’ll settle the payment for the few days of filming you’ve done, and I will give you an explanation for this incident.”

The director sighed heavily. Although it was a pity, there was nothing he could do.

They couldn’t possibly ask him to film in a wheelchair, right?

“My body recovers quickly. Give me a week, I can get onto my feet…” Li Qingyan struggled to move, trying to win a chance for himself.

He was held down by a pair of delicate hands, and Sang Qiao lowered her gaze to look at him, “Don’t rush.”

“Yes, Qingyan, don’t be reckless. Just focus on recovering,” the director continued to persuade.

“Sister Qiao, can I really not go back to filming?” Li Qingyan’s eyes rimmed red, unable to accept that the opportunity he had fought so hard for was slipping away.

Sang Qiao didn’t answer the question anymore. She moved her lips slightly, “I’ll ask someone to write you a song. After you’re discharged, we can find an opportunity for you to record at home.”

“Okay.” Li Qingyan cast his eyes down, knowing that was the only option left.

“Qingyan, you rest well. I’ll go back to the set to check out the situation.”

“Okay.”

After the director left, Sang Qiao sat in the ward for a while. Only after the orderlies and Li Qingyan’s parents hurried over and were briefed on the situation did she leave the ward.

She had just pressed the elevator button when the doors opened, revealing someone already inside.

Su Nuanying also saw Sang Qiao and unconsciously tightened her grip on the report in her hand, stepping back.

Sang Qiao didn’t say much, stepping in and pressing the button for the first floor.

As the elevator was about to descend to the first floor, Su Nuanying couldn’t help but reach out and grab Sang Qiao’s arm, speaking weakly, “Cousin.”

Sang Qiao glanced back at her, her expression indifferent as if to ask: What is it?

Remembering the unpleasant past encounters between the two, Su Nuanying let go of her hand, “Nothing, I just wanted to call you.”

“Mhm.” Sang Qiao withdrew her gaze and stepped away without hesitation.

Su Nuanying clutched the report in her hand, feeling desperate and wanting to cry. Why didn’t her cousin ask what was wrong with her? Maybe if she had, she would have spoken up.