Chapter 208: The wish you have had for many years has come true. Are you happy?

"Stop pretending to be stupid to escape. Your misfortune obviously has nothing to do with us, but you always take it out on your own children. You are really disgusting."

Sang Qingran couldn't help but sneer. They were all the same people. They were not happy, and they would never let go of the culprit who caused all this.

We should all suffer together and repent together.

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

Why is he always so proud and complacent? What's the use of his self-esteem? Will he die if he lowers his head?

Unfortunately, he understood these truths too late, and it was too late.

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

Four pairs of sad eyes in the room immediately glanced over.

Sang Zheng was a little embarrassed. He suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be sad, "Isn't this what I'm asking? After all, it is Qiao Qiao's hard work. We need her to run it well."

"Why are you so disgusting? A beastly father like you is really... ha"

Sang Qingran laughed sarcastically. After all, he was his biological father, so he didn't expect to be too sad, but he didn't need to act so unconcerned.

"Qingran, what are you talking about..." Sang Zheng looked a little confused.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sang. If Qiao Qiao doesn't make a will, then I will sell off all her company and donate it. I will definitely not let half of it fall into your hands!"

The fists of Sang Shen's hands turned white when he clenched them, which showed how strong he was.

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

"Now that you know Qiao Qiao is a member of our family, why did you do it in the first place? 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 grabbed the vase next to him and threw it heavily at his feet.

"Crack!" The fragments of the vase shattered on the ground.

"Ah... you are a traitor!" Sang Zheng was so frightened that he thought Sang Shen wanted 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. My people will also think highly of you."

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

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

"You! What's wrong? I'm your father!" Sang Zheng's face darkened angrily.

Seeing that Sang Qingran was about to leave, Mrs. Sang couldn't wait to step forward and grab his sleeve, crying bitterly: "Qingran, tell me, what happened to Qiaoqiao? You take me to see her, and we will take care of her."

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

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

Mrs. Sang said these words with difficulty. As she spoke, she went to open the drawer, took out the medicine bottles, opened them, poured out half of the medicine in one go, and drank it.

She is just too sick. She will get better if she eats more. When she is well, she can go to Qiao Qiao.

"If you don't eat as much as the doctor ordered, you can go with Sancho tomorrow." The vicious words coming out of Sang Qingran's mouth were actually thinking about her.

"I...I didn't want to take that much. I accidentally poured too much because my hands were shaking. I'm taking the medicine at home. Please remember to tell me any news about Qiao Qiao, okay?"

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

"Well, the next time there is news, I should be back for the funeral." Sang Qingran closed her eyes in pain when she said this. He had not made up for anything, how could she leave so fast.

Precisely because he said he was a doctor, he knew very well that Qiao Qiao might really not be able to survive.

After all, L said there was no hope of treatment, which meant there really was 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 clearly that he was deceiving himself, but only in this way would he feel better.

Sancho was able to come back last time, and she can come back this time too. She always brings surprises, right?

"When the time comes, let's treat her well and prepare the biggest room for her. I'm saving money. I'll buy a new villa for our family to live in. I won't take Sang Zheng with me. I'll take Qiaoqiao to buy clothes and dolls. I'll hold her hand

Her hands go shopping..."

Mrs. Sang choked up as she spoke. There were only memories of Qiao Qiao and Xiao Xiao in her head.

Once or twice, Sang Zheng complained that Sancho was running around the house and making noise, so he asked her to take Sancho out to play. She was also very annoyed, so she often walked very fast, regardless of whether the little dumpling behind her could keep up with Sancho.

Always running behind with short legs.

She was neither well-behaved nor playful, and the three-year-old didn't ask her to hold her at all.

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

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

Two years old.

"Then get well quickly. Regardless of whether she wants it or not, you should always be prepared. You owe her that."

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

"Um."

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

"No, you're not bad to me." Sang Qingran left these words calmly and walked away.

"Qingran..." Mrs. Sang helplessly tried to reach out and grab something, but the distance within her range was filled with air.

This room was filled with memories of her youth. She was holding 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 straight, and he didn't care at all about the people coming and going around him. Things like face were no longer important to him.

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

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

Sang Siyang's eyes were so red that he couldn't see the way forward. He had cried more times in these days than he had ever cried in his whole life.

He couldn't control his emotions, just the thought of never seeing Qiao Qiao's smiling face again.

He just... couldn't accept it.

The person he would rather die is him, not Qiao Qiao.
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