Four older brothers scrambled to spoil me after my love affair went viral

Chapter 208 The wish for many years will come true soon, are you happy?

"Don't try to escape by pretending to be stupid again. Your misfortune has nothing to do with us, but you always vent it on your own children. You are really disgusting."

Sang Qingran couldn't help but sneer, they were all the same people, he was having a hard time, and he would never let go of the culprit who caused all this.

We should suffer together and repent together.

Sang Nanfeng looked at the other two younger brothers accusing his mother, but couldn't say a word. He was too much, he was the eldest brother, and he was the one who took the lead in trying to isolate Qiao Qiao.

Why is he always so proud and complacent? What's the use of his self-esteem, will he die if he keeps his head down?
It's a pity that he understood these truths too late, and it was too late.

Just when the atmosphere in the room was depressed, Sang Zheng's body appeared at the door, "You said Sancho is going to die? Then is her company going to be inherited by us?"

The four pairs of sad eyes in the room suddenly glanced over.

Sang Zheng was a little embarrassed, he suppressed the joy in his heart, and pretended to be sad, "I'm just asking, after all, it was Qiao Qiao's painstaking effort, we need her to manage it well."

"Why are you so disgusting? A bastard father like you is really...heh"

Sang Qingran laughed ironically, at least her biological father didn't expect to be too sad, but there was no need to act so indifferent.

"Qingran, what are you talking about..." Sang Zheng's expression was a little uneasy.

"Mr. Sang, don't worry, if Qiao Qiao doesn't make a will, then I will sell all of her company and donate it to you, and absolutely not half of it will fall into your hands!"

The fists of Sang Shen's hands were turned white by him, which was enough to show the strength.

Sang Zheng became anxious when he heard this, "What are you talking about, it is our family's property."

"Now that you know that Qiao Qiao is a part of our family, why did you go there? Let me tell you, even if our money is donated, it will not fall into your hands. You are not worthy of being a father at all."

Sang Shen casually copied the vase next to him and dropped it heavily at his feet.

"Crackling!" Fragments of the vase shattered all over the floor.

"Ah...you rebellious son!" Sang Zheng was so frightened that he thought Sang Shen was trying to hit him.

"You'd better cover your mouth and don't spread this matter to grandpa's ears. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you, and my people will also look after you."

When Sang Nanfeng walked up to Sang Zheng, he stared down at the beast and threatened him.

Now all he can do for Qiao Qiao is help her hide it from her grandfather.

"You! Is it the opposite? I am your father!" Sang Zheng's face turned black.

Seeing that Sang Qingran was about to leave, Mrs. Sang rushed forward and grabbed his sleeve, crying bitterly: "Qingran, tell me, what happened to Qiao Qiao? You take me to see her, and we will take care of her."

Sang Qingran directly pulled her wrist away, her eyes were indifferent, "Don't worry, you will be able to attend her funeral soon, and then you will see enough, will your wish for more than ten years come true soon?"

"No, no, no... I don't have this wish, I'm just sick, I'm already taking medicine, I'll be fine."

Mrs. Sang said these words with difficulty, and she was about to open the drawer and take out those medicine bottles, open them, and pour out most of the medicine inside at once before taking it.

She is just too sick, she will recover if she eats more, and then she can go to Qiao Qiao when she is well.

"If you don't eat as much as the doctor ordered, you can go with San Qiao tomorrow." Sang Qingran said viciously, but she was actually thinking of her.

"I... I didn't want to take that much. I accidentally poured too much because my hands were shaking. I will take the medicine obediently at home. If you have news about Qiaoqiao, please remember to tell me, okay?"

Mrs. Sang obediently put a few back, she grabbed Qingran's trouser leg and asked.

"Well, the next time there is news, it should be back for the funeral." Sang Qingran closed his eyes in pain when he said this, he still didn't make up for anything, how could she leave so fast.

It is precisely because he himself said a doctor, so it is too clear that Qiao Qiao may really be dead.

After all, L said that there is no hope of treatment, so there is really no hope.

"No, no, she will be fine, I...I" Mrs. Sang wanted to ask the master for help, but she suddenly remembered that the master was a liar, and she had no one to turn to.

"Well, she will be fine." Sang Qingran knew that he was deceiving himself and others, but only in this way would he feel better.

Sancho was able to come back last time, so can she this time, she always surprises people, doesn't she?

"At that time, let's treat her well and prepare the biggest room for her. I am saving money. I will buy a new villa for our family to live in. I will go without Sang. I will take Jojo to buy clothes and dolls. Her hands go shopping..."

Mrs. Sang choked up as she spoke, only Qiao Qiao still had a small memory in her head.

Once or twice, Sangzheng felt that Sancho was running around and making noise at home, and asked her to take Sancho out to play. Always running behind with short legs.

Neither obedient nor troublesome, the three-year-old child never asked her to hug him.

Occasionally, when I see something I want, I won't speak, but just stare straight at it.

The only time she asked her to hold her hand was because she was holding Sang Siyang's hand. At that time, she was afraid that Sang Siyang would get lost, but her dislike for Sancho made her choose to ignore that Sancho was younger than Siyang. two years old.

"Then get well quickly. Whether she wants it or not, you should always prepare. You owe her that."

"I will prepare..." Mrs. Sang burst into tears. She was so scared that she would never see Qiao Qiao again.

"Ah."

"Qingran, you hate me too, right? I won't let you study medicine, and I won't give you money."

"Not to mention, you are not bad to me." Sang Qingran left behind these words lightly and walked away.

"Qingran..." Mrs. Sang tried to reach out helplessly to grab something, but there was only air within her reach.

This room is filled with memories of her youth, she hugged her legs in fear, she didn't know what to do, it was too late...
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Sang Siyang knelt in the hall motionless, his back was straight, he didn't care about the people coming and going next to him, face was not important to him anymore.

Meng Jiahe had no choice but to come down to see him, she squatted in front of Sang Siyang, "What do you want?"

"I beg you, tell me where Qiao Qiao has gone. I won't disturb her. I just want to watch her from a distance. I can't... I can't even see her for the last time."

Sang Siyang's eyes were so red that he couldn't see the way ahead, the number of times he cried these days was much more than the number of times he cried when he grew up.

He couldn't control his emotions, as long as he thought about seeing Qiao Qiao's smiling face again.

He just... can't accept it.

He would rather be the one who died than Qiao Qiao.

(End of this chapter)