Sang Qiao felt an overpowering sense of helplessness. She had clearly said it was too crowded!
Why would the man still cling to this issue? Did he actually enjoy squeezing in with others to sleep?
Feeling utterly helpless, Sang Qiao sighed, "If that's how you want to think, there's nothing I can do."
[What kind of scumbag comment is that, haha?]
[Sang Qiao: I really do love you, it's just that my heart has shattered into many pieces, each piece falling for someone different.]
[From now on, Sister Qiao in my heart has transformed from a domineering CEO to a scumbag.]
Suddenly, the door was knocked, and the director's voice came through: "Sang Qiao, the live streaming room has been fixed. You can resume your live stream now."
"...Okay." As Sang Qiao turned her head, she saw that the previously stuck barrage of comments was now flowing rapidly, and the words above were labeling her... a scumbag?
She felt numb and turned to look at the man, "It's your turn to live stream; I'll go wash the clothes."
"The clothes in the bathroom? I washed them for you already," Si Chenli said slowly.
Sang Qiao halted her steps towards the bathroom, suspecting she had heard wrong, "You washed all my clothes?"
"Mhm."
Sang Qiao furrowed her brows slightly. He actually helped her, his dishonest ex-fiancée, to do the laundry?
Images of him handling her intimate garments sprang to mind, causing her ears to turn scarlet.
"Don't wash them for me again next time."
"Are you worried I didn't clean them well?" Si Chenli chuckled softly, seemingly oblivious to her embarrassment.
"No, just don't wash them for me again," Sang Qiao said while ruffling her hair, sitting back down at the computer seriously.
[Hahaha, Sister Qiao is shy!]
[What a perfect man Brother Li is, even helping his girlfriend do the laundry; you two better not be acting like Leung and Sang did.]
[I've brought the civil affairs bureau here, just get married on the spot.]
[Qiaoqiao, how did you manage to invite aaa to be your lawyer? I heard he's very picky, how did your ordinary little case catch his eye?]
"Maybe because I have a bit of a connection with him?" Sang Qiao chose to ignore the comments shipping her and Si Chenli.
[Too impressive, I heard aaa is a tough person to befriend as he barely has any friends. How did you manage to get acquainted with such a big shot?]
[I remember when a certain wealthy old man threw a substantial amount of money to recruit aaa for a divorce case, and the big shot, unswayed by wealth, straightforwardly declined saying he doesn't take meaningless cases.]
[That case was indeed meaningless; that old man wanted his wife to leave without anything, which was too much!]
[Why doesn't Brother Li come in front of the camera? He hasn't even spoken to us yet. From the time he went to wash the clothes till now, his time on camera hasn't exceeded ten minutes.]
Sang Qiao noticed this comment and turned to look at the man sitting on the bed's edge, "They want you to come over."
"It's time to end the stream and rest," Si Chenli said with an aloof expression, clearly having no intention of chatting in front of the camera.
"Then let's end the stream and go to sleep, good night." As soon as Sang Qiao heard they could end the stream, she didn't hesitate at all and clicked to turn off the screen.
The bewildered netizens were left hanging. Were they just going to end the stream like that? Compared to other live streams, these two seemed extremely perfunctory, with no flirtation or intention to extend the session.
After ending the stream, Sang Qiao took out her phone and continued playing her matching game.
Not long after, there was a knock on her door. "Miss Sang Qiao, there's someone at the door claiming to be your brother. We don't allow outsiders into the crew area. Could you find it convenient to come out and meet him?"
"I don't have a brother." Sang Qiao's fingertips rapidly clicked on matching images to complete her game.
With the internet in an uproar, it was not surprising that the Sang Family might come to find her; however, this time, she would not show any mercy. She had already given them a chance, and they hadn't treasured it.
"Understood, then I will relay your response." The crew member replied and walked away, his footsteps fading into the distance.
Sang Qiao didn't even blink an eyelash, blatantly indifferent.
Outside, Sang Shen, waiting by the door, expected that Sang Qiao didn't want to see him; it was within anticipation.
He grabbed the crew member's hand, "Go find Sang Jiao and tell her I came to see her."
"Okay." Although the crew member found it troublesome, facing the Sang Emperor, he still maintained great patience—even now when the Sang Emperor faced utter disgrace, he was someone the crew member dared not offend.
It didn't take long before Sang Jiao appeared at the door.
Separated by the doorframe, Sang Jiao's tears started flowing immediately. "What should I do now, Second Brother? Sang Qiao is determined to pursue this to the end. I can't be beaten to death; I still have TV shows and movies to shoot..."
Normally, Sang Shen would have felt sympathy for her, trying every possible way to comfort her.
But now, all he could think about were the severe injuries Sang Qiao had suffered back then. Hearing Jiaojiao's self-centered attitude made him uncomfortable.
"Weren't we the ones at fault to begin with? Isn't getting beaten half to death quite normal then? Were you not scared of being condemned universally online without thinking about how Sang Qiao felt back then?"
Sang Jiao seemed not to have expected Second Brother to take Sang Qiao's side. She stopped crying abruptly, stood there dazed, and forcibly squeezed out a smile, "Second Brother, you're right, I didn't consider Qiaoqiao's feelings."
"We'll talk about this matter later. First, find a way to let me in, or get Sang Qiao to come out. I have something I need to talk to her about."
"Second Brother, I can't let you in, and Sang Qiao definitely won't come out. She won't even bother to talk to me."
Sang Jiao unconsciously dug her fingernails deep into the palm of her hand, feeling utterly nauseous inside.
Even after all that Sang Qiao had done to them, was Second Brother still thinking about her?
"Alright then, you tell me—when we were kidnapped that year, how did you see Sang Qiao manage to break free from the ropes? Did she have any wounds on her?"
"At that time, Sang Qiao told me that the kidnappers would definitely kill you first, and asked me to help her untie the ropes first, then she would help me, and we'd go save you together. But after I untied her ropes, she just ran off, and no matter how much I yelled, she never looked back."
Sang Jiao said this with her head low, unable to hide the obvious disappointment. Then she continued,
"I was worried the kidnappers would kill you, so I frantically rubbed against the walls and managed to free myself from the ropes to save you, Second Brother. Have you forgotten? As for when Sang Qiao ran away... she wasn't hurt. Could it be that she was discovered by the kidnappers during her escape, and that's when she got injured?"
"Are you sure she just abandoned us and ran instead of attempting to save us but got injured?"
Sang Shen naturally believed Jiaojiao, especially since she had indeed risked her life to protect him back then.
But he still didn't want to believe that Sang Qiao... had abandoned them and got injured in her escape.
"I'm sure, because I heard one of the kidnappers curse saying that woman didn't even care about her relatives and just ran away."
Sang Jiao's tone was firm, but inside she couldn't help but sneer coldly. Was it possible that as long as Sang Qiao was alive, there would always be a chance for the Sang Family to reconcile with her?
What about her, then? Was she going to live in fear for her entire life, and for what?