Chapter 7: Will Sang Qiao be kicked flying when he tries to wake him up?

"Thank you all," Liang Mengyun felt moved and soon had the staff help bring her bed in.

"Don't mention it," Meng Wangge was always chatty and quickly struck up a conversation with Liang Mengyun, "Sister Meng Yun, I heard that Sang Emperor is really into his sister, is that true?"

"It's true." Liang Mengyun couldn't help but feel a bit bitter, after all, Sang Shen was such a dedicated person, and every time he lost control or left her stranded in the middle of a variety show, it was because of Sang Jiao.

It was enough to show how much he cared about his little sister.

"Suddenly, I'm so envious of Jiaojiao, born at the pinnacle of life, with so many brothers doting on her."

"I'm envious too."

The two chatted idly together.

While they were chatting, someone suddenly knocked on the door, "Is Miss Sang Qiao there? Someone outside is looking for you; please come out."

"Who could be looking for Sang Qiao this late?" Meng Wangge asked, puzzled.

"I don't know, I'll go take a look." Sang Qiao had been planning to go to sleep, she lazily yawned and put on her slippers to walk to the door.

She had just opened the door when she saw a staff member with a flattering smile, gesturing forward, "Miss Sang Qiao, over there."

She looked up and saw Sang Shen's tall and straight figure standing against the wall, his face cold and without a hint of a smile. He was still wearing the same clothes from the day, surrounded by an air of chill.

Sang Qiao glanced at him then turned around, intending to pull open her room door to go back in.

The staff member quick-wittedly pressed against the doorknob, blocking the door, "Miss Sang Qiao, please don't go, Sang Emperor needs to talk to you, just go over there for a moment."

"You can leave now," Sang Shen had already walked over somehow and looked at the staff member.

"Okay, then you two talk," the staff member disappeared down the corridor in a flash.

Sang Shen then looked at Sang Qiao, "Go tell the director you want to drop out of the variety show, I'll take care of the breach of contract fee for you."

Then, as if remembering something, he began as if bestowing charity: "I know you're upset because we went to Jiaojiao's movie premiere, but running away from home like that is too irresponsible. Go back and apologize properly, and we'll consider the matter settled."

Hearing this, Sang Qiao's eyebrows raised slightly, she couldn't help but want to laugh, his words sounded as if he were conferring a great favor, certain that she would obediently comply.

What a joke.

"I'll do the variety show, and I don't plan on returning to the Sang Family. Have you finished talking? If you have, then get lost."

Sang Shen was surprised that she would actually disregard his arrangements and was angered by her words.

It seemed he could understand from their family group chat that this time Sang Qiao's rebellion was no small matter, and she was even talking back.

"Do you have any idea how bad your presence in the entertainment industry is for Jiaojiao? With you two having similar faces, you're always outshining her, how can she feel good?"

"If she's uncomfortable, she can very well change her face back to her own, rather than making the original disappear."

"Do you know that Jiaojiao had plastic surgery specifically to replace you by our side, to be with us? Do you know how much she sacrificed to fill your place over the three years you were gone? She has been so considerate of our family, while you? You never think about understanding others, you're selfish and inconsiderate."

Sang Shen looked at her with extreme disappointment, as if to say, "How did you turn into what you are now?"

"I gave her the family and family members; isn't that generous enough?" Sang Qiao raised her eyes, her expression serious, her heart as calm as a still pond at this moment.

"Fine, remember what you said today, but don't compete with Jiaojiao for affection in the future!"

Sang Shen snorted coldly, originally thinking to negotiate properly and solve today's issue without hurting Sang Qiao.

Now, it seemed there was nothing to talk about.

"There will never be such a day, and I hope you won't come to bother me again either." Sang Qiao dropped this remark and turned to go back into her room.

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The soundproofing in the room was very good; there was no need to worry about the people inside hearing their conversation.

Sang Shen had never before experienced a negotiation failure with Sang Qiao, and her indifferent "don't bother me again" carried a hint of resolution. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but flare up with anger.

His hands balled into fists, he slammed them against the wall before striding toward his own room.

On the way, he encountered Jiaojiao's figure. Sang Jiao also saw him and hurried over, "Second Brother, did you go to see Sang Qiao?"

"Yes."

"Second Brother, I've thought it through today. If Qiaoqiao likes acting, let her act. No matter how she treats me, I don't care. I hope you won't make things difficult for me either. It's okay if I'm a bit aggrieved. Qiaoqiao doesn't come home now, and it's all because of me."

As Sang Jiao spoke, her voice began to choke, and she displayed a pitiful demeanor.

Sang Shen felt even more distressed, thinking he had been far too polite to Sang Qiao just a moment ago.

During the three years Sang Qiao was abroad, she could leave them behind without a second thought, while Jiaojiao had always been taking care of them, even sacrificing a great deal.

While he was deep in thought, Sang Jiao suddenly grabbed his hand and exclaimed, "Second Brother, your hand is bleeding! Does it hurt? Wait here, I'll go get a first-aid kit from the director."

"There's no need, it's just a small injury. Jiaojiao, it's late, you should rest early. I have a first-aid kit in my room." Sang Shen gently touched her head, his tone tender.

"Okay, then you should rest early too, Second Brother. Remember to take care of the wound, good night." Having achieved her purpose, Sang Jiao didn't intend to say more for fear of arousing suspicion.

"Hmm, good night." Sang Shen watched her leave, silently making a ruthless decision in his heart.

Jiaojiao had given up too much for their family; he didn't want to give anyone the chance to hurt her.

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The next day.

Sang Qiao got up very early; she changed into casual clothes intending to go for a run when she bumped into the director.

And the director was looking at her with a smile just as sunny.

She had a bad feeling.

"Sang Qiao, you're up so early, help wake everyone up, will you?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

[Help, I'm going to die of laughter from Sang Qiao's look of utter despair hahaha, Sang Qiao: The early bird catches the worm, but after meeting the director, Sang Qiao: The early bird gets eaten by the worm.]

[Sang Emperor is notoriously grumpy when he wakes up, might Sang Qiao get kicked flying if she tries to wake him?]

[The production team is stirring things up, but I'm looking forward to seeing what will happen?]

"Let's go, first we'll wake up your roommate."

"If trouble arises, it's not on me." Sang Qiao decided to give the director a heads-up.

"Of course." The director still full of smiles, undisturbed, figured what's the worst that could happen? At most, it might just start a little argument.

The first room they entered was theirs; Sang Qiao patted Liang Mengyun's blanket, "Time to get up."

"Oh, okay." Liang Mengyun sat up dazedly, leaning on the bedpost and rubbing her eyelids—a very good-natured disposition—and then she saw the camera and quickly pulled the blanket over herself.

She hadn't put on makeup!

Next up was Meng Wangge; Sang Qiao patted her a few times but failed to wake her.

She borrowed a megaphone from the crew, brought it close to Meng Wangge's bedside, and announced, "The director said the first one up gets a reward of eighty handsome guys."

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