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

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: If you want to continue being the Sang Family’s pampered daughter, better behave yourself

Sang Siyang furrowed his brows, his emotions complicated. He hadn’t expected his second brother to go to such lengths for Sang Qiao’s forgiveness.

But now that Jiaojiao had made the matter public, how would everyone and netizens view Sang Qiao in the future?

Malicious? Unforgiving?

Thinking about this, Sang Siyang’s complexion darkened, but he didn’t know what to say to help Sang Qiao shake off these accusations.

Sang Shen sank into thought; he couldn’t bring himself to blame her any longer, realizing Jiaojiao had spoken out during the shoot only because she was too heartbroken.

He softened his voice a bit, “It’s nothing like that, Jiaojiao, you’ve seen it wrong.”

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“I… maybe I did,” Sang Jiao purposely glanced at Sang Qiao, then hesitated. Eventually, she continued along with her brother’s narrative, but the look of heartache on her face wasn’t feigned.

So, the netizens and onlookers wouldn’t believe those words, seeing them as nothing more than the Sang Emperor protecting Sang Qiao.

[Brother Shen has never knelt for so long even during filming, how could Sang Qiao let him? This is too much!]

[I used to have a pretty good impression of Sang Qiao, but now, instant turn-off, no matter what, you can’t force a man to kneel, right? It damages his self-respect. Don’t you know that a man’s knees are his gold?]

[No wonder the Sang Emperor doted on Jiaojiao in the first episode, after all, only Jiaojiao treats him like a brother and cares for him. Look at Sang Qiao’s attitude, completely indifferent, truly heartless.]

“Sang Qiao, don’t listen to Jiaojiao’s nonsense, I didn’t kneel that long,” Sang Shen intentionally told everyone, even if there was such an incident, Sang Qiao didn’t know about it.

“How is that relevant to me? Even if you did kneel that long, did I ask you to?” Sang Qiao lifted her eyelids, casting an indifferent glance at him.

Her expression was as cold as could be; Jiaojiao’s ploy was something she had witnessed before, aimed merely at leading others to blame her.

“I… yes, you’re right,” Sang Shen forced a bitter smile, swallowing the discomfort in his heart.

When Jiaojiao had spoken about the incident, he had harbored hopes. Would Sang Qiao feel sorry for him on hearing it?

But now, all those hopes were crushed; not only was Sang Qiao unmoved, she felt nothing at all.

“Sang Qiao! How can you become so cold-hearted? We’re family, is there anything we can’t discuss properly without turning against each other like enemies?”

Jiaojiao feigned heartache as she stared at her, tears ready to fall, creating a pitiful appearance.

“Family? Do you have the Sang Family’s blood running through your veins to say that?”

Sang Qiao sneered, not intending to bring these issues up, but Jiaojiao had pushed her to this point. If she didn’t speak up, she would be slandered across the internet, and she was not the person she used to be; she wouldn’t let herself be put in that situation again.

At those words, Jiaojiao’s face blanched, turning pale and frantic. How could Sang Qiao dare to bring up such matters, wasn’t she afraid of angering Mrs. Sang?

“I… what else but the Sang Family’s blood could be in me? Sang Qiao, I’m your sister, right? Second Brother, Fourth Brother, you agree, don’t you?”

Jiaojiao looked desperately toward the two Sang men standing nearby, her fingers trembling slightly.

Sang Shen was distressed, yet he couldn’t just ignore Jiaojiao who had taken a stab for him, “Sang Qiao, let’s talk about this when we get home.”

“Is this your so-called atonement? Protecting your foster sister and letting me be slandered by netizens? What a cheap act.” Sang Qiao’s expression remained uninterested, her tone measured as she spoke.

Sang Shen suddenly panicked, “It’s not like that, I…”

Sang Qiao no longer bothered to engage with the Sang Emperor, instead turning to look at Jiaojiao, with a faint laugh:

“If you want to be the pampered princess, you should keep your tail tucked and stay away from me. After all, you’re just a cheap knockoff of my face.”

“Sang Qiao! What nonsense are you talking about!” Sang Jiao’s face turned red with anger, her voice breaking.

“Getting upset already? Weren’t you just acting all gentle and understanding a moment ago?” Sang Qiao sneered softly, her red lips curling slightly.

“I… I did not! Don’t try to smear my name, we’re sisters, isn’t it normal for us to look alike?”

Sang Jiao trembled with rage, and if it weren’t for the many people and cameras around, she probably would have lashed out physically.

She couldn’t understand why Sang Qiao, who had already left the Sang Family, still always opposed her at every turn.

“Oh, why don’t you and the Sang Family go do a paternity test?” @@novelbin@@

“You… you… you’re humiliating me,” Sang Jiao stammered, yet dared not agree.

She knew her own identity too well to ever dare go for a paternity test.

“It just occurred to me too, Sang Jiao’s face really does look inferior, and her nose obviously looks like it’s been enhanced.”

“Yes, yes, yes! I said before that her double eyelids looked surgically made, and no one believed me, claiming they were natural.”

“Does everyone remember how Sang Jiao first became famous for resembling Sister Qiao?”

“! I just remembered Sister Qiao even left the industry. I can’t understand why she would do that when she was so popular, could it be related to Sang Jiao?”

“Hisss, the drama in these wealthy families really is baffling.”

“Big Brother,” Sang Jiao, unable to outtalk Sang Qiao, could only cry and look to her elder brother for help.

Sang Shen was somewhat troubled; whether to intervene or not was a difficult choice, especially since Sang Qiao was only telling the truth.

He pondered for a while before pleasingly speaking, “Qiaoqiao, maybe we shouldn’t discuss family matters here. Let’s go home and talk about it, okay?”

Sang Qiao ignored him, casually pulling out her phone, plunging the atmosphere into silence.

The situation was so awkward that everyone barely dared to breathe loudly until the director’s phone rang with a long melody, “The sky is blue, the autumn grass is fragrant…”

After the director picked up the call and returned, “The cars are here to pick everyone up, let’s go.”

“Okay.” Everyone began to stand up and follow the staff out.

Siyang followed close to Sang Qiao, pulling a small pendant from his pocket, “Didn’t you used to like these trinkets? I made this specially for you the other day, here, take it.”

Everyone secretly watched this gesture, filled with envy, a pendant personally made by Yang God!

Sang Jiao’s face turned even more uncomfortable with jealousy, knowing that all these treatments were once hers!

Yet, in front of so many people, she couldn’t ask, fearing it would leave a bad impression.

However, the envied Sang Qiao just glanced at it dismissively, her voice sweet, “You said ‘used to.’ I don’t like it anymore, take it away.”

Siyang, not surprised by the rejection, subconsciously squeezed the pendant in his hand, forcefully suppressing his disappointment, and energetically said.

His face broke into a pleasing smile, undeterred he continued to inquire, “Then what do you like now? I’ll make you a new one next time.”