Chapter 25: Throw more dirt on me, and I'll see you in court

Sang Qiao had glanced through his Weibo with calmness, fingertips sliding to exit Weibo and switch back to WeChat, which was lit up with several red notifications.

Ah He: "I'm furious! It was clearly Sang Jiao stirring trouble, going to find Scumbag in the middle of the night, and then even getting stalked by sasaeng fans. Why should you take the blame?"

Ah He: "That little bitch Sang Jiao really knows how to act, saying she'll bear the consequences alone, but while you're getting trashed online, she doesn't even dare to fart."

Ah He: "That little whore posted on Weibo!!! I'm even more angry now. How can she have the face to say these things?"

Sang Qiao raised his eyebrows, switched back to Weibo, and saw a new trending topic had popped up.

Sang Jiao v: "I hope everyone can stop bringing up the past. Scumbag didn't mean to drive anyone into a corner, and I believe Sang Qiao sister didn't intentionally bring sasaeng fans to find Scumbag, it might have been just a mishap."

"Jiaojiao is too kind. How would the sasaeng fans know Sang Qiao was going to find Sang Emperor? It was obviously intentional."

"@Sang Qiao, are you going to keep playing dumb? Won't you come out and explain?"

"If it really comes down to it, press hard. I'll be so annoyed if Sang Qiao doesn't receive the punishment she deserves."

On the other side of the screen, Sang Jiao was looking at all the messages insulting Sang Qiao on her phone, her number of followers had increased by several thousands, a satisfied smile spread across her face.

Just as she was reveling in joy, Sang Shen suddenly called out to her, "Jiaojiao."

"Scumbag, I...are we being too cruel? Besides, it was clearly me back then..." Sang Jiao feigned guilt, looking down with reddened eyes.

"If we don't do this, Sang Qiao won't cooperate." Leaning against the wall behind him, Sang Shen also felt as if needles were pricking his heart. He knew well that once he let Sang Qiao carry this stigma, she might hate him for life.

But he had run out of kind words, and she wouldn't listen, leaving him no other choice.

Compared to Sang Qiao, he cared more about Jiaojiao.

"What if Sang Qiao starts investigating the incident from that year?" Sang Jiao asked worryingly.

"I've already destroyed all relevant surveillance footage from the hotel. She won't be able to find out anything," Sang Shen subconsciously unlocked his phone, checking for any calls or messages from Sang Qiao.

But there was nothing, completely void of any messages.

Usually, when something like this happened, Sang Qiao would bombard him with texts and calls. Ever since she had run away from home this time, she seemed to have changed a lot.

"Are we being too cruel to Qiaoqiao?" Sang Jiao, sensing his inner struggle, probed deliberately.

"She brought this on herself!" Sang Shen hardened his heart. He had given Sang Qiao many chances, yet it was her who didn't seize them. He couldn't be blamed!

"If Qiaoqiao admits her fault, perhaps we should give her a way out to come back." Sang Jiao suggested insincerely.

"We'll see."

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Right after Sang Qiao finished scrolling through Weibo, she was bombarded by N messages from Ah He.

With so many voice messages, each lasting fifty to sixty seconds, she didn't even know where to start.

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: "Just saw the trending topics, don't be upset, I can clear this up."

Ah He: "!! I get it, are you waiting for the controversy to peak to strike back fatally and also bring yourself to the spotlight?"

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: "Can't wait, I'm drafting the copy while replying to you."

Ah He: "Yi yi yi, I'm moved and embarrassed. I'm disrupting your typing speed, you continue, I'm sliding out."

Sang Qiao's fingertips flew over the phone screen, quickly editing a post to send out.

Sang Qiao v: "@Sang Shen @Sang Jiao on 201X year X month X day, late at night, Sang Jiao entered the hotel followed closely by sasaeng fans. If you continue to slander me, see you in court."

Accompanying image - [A registration form from a hotel for visitors, among the many names there was 'Sang Jiao,' as well as her mobile number, with the last four digits pixelated.]

Once Sang Qiao posted this Weibo, the internet undoubtedly exploded like a pot boiling over.

They never expected such a twist, that the well-meaning Sang Jiao who spoke up for others was actually the instigator?

Many netizens shifted their direction and started berating Sang Jiao, feeling outraged on behalf of Sang Qiao.

Instantly, the Weibo accounts of Sang Jiao and Sang Shen were overwhelmed.

Even worse, some, unwilling to believe their beloved Sang Emperor could be such a person, kept desperately looking for excuses.

After posting the Weibo, Sang Qiao contacted a lawyer she had met abroad by accident and entrusted the matter to him.

aaa: [No problem, leave it to me.]

Sang Qiao felt that such incidents were inevitable in the entertainment industry, and her company didn't yet have a legal team, although she had never met 'aaa.'

But from his efficiency handling her affairs overseas, she could tell their team was very capable, and they hadn't yet joined any company after coming back to the country.

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [Our company also lacks a legal team like yours, are you interested in joining? The salary will be the same as what you earned abroad.]

aaa: [Qiao, I'm extremely honored to receive your invitation, of course, I'll join.]

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [Contact person - Ah He]

Qiaoqiao is sleepy: [You can directly contact her with the chat record when you're done, next time I'm free, I'll treat you to a meal, and we can catch up.]

aaa: [I'll be looking forward to it.]

After dealing with the Weibo incident,

Sang Qiao returned to the villa to pack her belongings, and unexpectedly saw Su Nuanying with sleek, long black hair, which made her pause slightly.

"How do I look... bad?" Su Nuanying, with flushed cheeks, was startled by her own reflection in the mirror and couldn't believe it was her.

"You look good," Sang Qiao nodded sincerely, thinking she had evolved from a delinquent to a good girl.

"Cousin, are you going on set again tomorrow?"

"Yes, take good care of Grandma at home."

"Alright, I will."

Grandma Su had just returned from shopping at the mall and dropped her shopping bags in shock at the sight, uncertain in her tone, "Xingxing? Is that you...?"

"Grandma." Su Nuanying's face reddened even more, feeling very awkward.

"Your hair dyed back looks nice, and so do your clothes," exclaimed Grandma Su, emotional.

"Oh, I'm going to the restroom." Su Nuanying's voice was tiny, and her departure was almost like a flee.

Grandma Su genuinely laughed out loud, delighted, and then noticed the suitcase on the floor, "Qiaoqiao, are you going to shoot a film again?"

"Yes, I might be away for some time this time, but I won't turn off my cell phone, so I can call you when I'm free," Sang Qiao packed efficiently and quickly.

"That's great! Today I also saw the variety show trailer you starred in; your male co-star is handsome and attractive! Is it real love or scripted?"

"It's scripted."

"What a pity, Qiaoqiao, you're not getting any younger, be open to meeting someone suitable," Grandma Su clearly appeared a bit disappointed.

Since canceling her engagement years ago, Qiaoqiao hadn't dated anyone, which made her anxious as well.

But that marriage was indeed no good match; the man was lame, blind, and scarred; she couldn't possibly take care of him for life.

"I will, I will," Sang Qiao nodded noncommittally, knowing if she argued, the elderly lady might lecture her with a bunch of reasoning.