"Will dad be willing to re-accept me as long as dad can speak to me?" Lu Jiao asked deliberately.

Sang Zheng's eyes lit up. Lu Jiao was now a young lady of the Lu family. Even if she didn't have the right to inherit, she still had a lot of money. It would be a lot to give him casually.

He replied impatiently, "Of course, you also know that Qiaoqiao doesn't accept us at all. As a father, I have no way to do it. I also like my daughter very much."

"Then Dad will also stand by my side and help me, right? After all, you already had the idea of ​​letting me have more contact with Mr. Si."

After Lu Jiao said this, Sang Zheng's face became much stiffer, "You want Master Si? I can't help you with this, and I can't afford to offend Master Si."

"I'm not asking you to do anything to offend Mr. Si, but you are just helping me. If Mr. Si and I get together, and you are my father, won't our good days come in the future?"

Lu Jiao smiled and said, the only way for her to be a master and not be oppressed by anyone is to become Mrs. Si.

She is bound to get this man Si Chenli.

"...I can't even meet Mr. Si, so I'm afraid I can't help you much."

Although Sang Zheng wanted Lu Jiao's money, he still had some scruples. He loved power and was also very clear-headed. He was not a fool. He knew very well that Lu Jiao couldn't just want the family affection.

"Dad, don't worry. I will never put you in trouble. It's okay if I can't help you. I just hope you'll be on my side. I can't get involved in the Sang family. Why don't we start a company together? I'll pay for it and you'll do it."

Just manage it for me."

Lu Jiao looked at the wary Sang Zheng with a smile and extended a huge olive branch.

"Okay, okay, if the company gets started, I will take you home immediately."

Sang Zheng agreed quickly. It was a good thing that he didn't have to pay. As long as he didn't sign anything, it didn't matter if he lost money.

"We'll talk about returning to Sang's house later. I'll have someone take care of the business for me first."

Lu Jiao was reserved. It didn't matter to her whether she could return to the Sang family, not to mention that she didn't want to give up the Lu family to that bastard.

"Okay, Jiaojiao, then I'll wait for your news." Sang Zheng smiled with a flattering smile on his face.

"Well, I'll call you as soon as I have news." Lu Jiao picked up her bag and left in high heels.

"Okay, okay!" Sang Zheng also put on his tie and planned to go home, feeling happy in his heart.

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Grandpa: [Today is Nanfeng’s birthday. Let’s have a meal as a family. Qiaoqiao, you and Ah Hei come back to play. You should accompany me and have some fun.]

When Sancho received this text message, he only hesitated for a second before replying "Okay." In the past, it was indeed a long time since he went back to accompany his grandfather.

After saving the files on her computer, she closed the computer and went downstairs to find Ah Box.

Sancho stopped at the door of Meng Jiahe's office and knocked, "Would you like to go to the old house? Grandpa misses you."

"Go!" Meng Jiahe suddenly stood up from the sofa chair, closed the document and walked outside.

The two of them went downstairs and asked the driver to drive towards the Sang family's old house.

When we arrived at the old house of the Sang family.

The living room was already full of people, only Father San was absent, and there was a big cake on the table.

"Grandpa." Sancho walked a few steps to one of the two vacant seats next to Grandpa and sat down.

"Grandpa Sang, is today your birthday?" Meng Jiahe followed closely, looking at the cake on the table and then at herself with empty hands, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She doesn’t know!

"No, today is just for a casual meal and to celebrate Nan Feng's birthday. Ah Box, just be casual. It's your own home. Don't be nervous."

"Oh, okay." Meng Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief. It's Sang Nanfeng's birthday, so don't give him a gift!

Sang Siyang clenched his cell phone with both hands under the table, and glanced at Sancho quietly several times. He hadn't seen her for a long time, and he never got a reply when he sent messages.

Although he knew that Qiao Qiao would not reply and it was a mercy to take him off the blacklist, occasionally he would long for a reply.

"Qiaoqiao, how are you doing recently?"

"Yes." Sancho responded without raising her head. She lowered her head to eat, lowering her sense of presence throughout the meal.

But in this home, even if she sits quietly, everyone's eyes will drift to her unconsciously.

Sang Shen wanted to use his chopsticks to pick up food for Qiao Qiao, but he stretched out his chopsticks halfway and met San Qiao's cold eyes, which were obviously so pure, yet so distant.

Sang Shen saw that if Qiao Qiao didn't want the food he was picking up, even if he let it go, he would be picked out and thrown away.

He had no choice but to turn the dish and put it into his grandfather's bowl, "Grandpa, eat more."

Mr. Sang frowned, disgusted with the big piece of hard meat he picked up, and didn't care at all that he, an old man, had bad teeth.

"You can eat it yourself and leave me alone."

Sang Shen smiled awkwardly, "Okay."

"Qiaoqiao, today is my birthday, don't you have anything to express?" Sang Nanfeng also wanted to talk to Sanqiao. She has always disliked him the most, but today he is the birthday boy, so she must make an exception, right?

"Do I still have to sing happy birthday to you?" Meng Jiahe was annoyed by Brother Sang's shamelessness.

He actually dared to ask Qiao Qiao for a birthday gift!

"...Meng Jiahe, please stop meddling in other people's business. You are a guest and I haven't even spoken to you yet!"

Sang Nanfeng looked at Ah He displeased, feeling slightly uncomfortable. He didn't understand why grandpa brought an outsider with him when he asked Qiao Qiao to come back.

This person is not on their side, and is actually destroying their relationship!

"Nanfeng, please be careful with your words. We are just celebrating your birthday and eating yours."

Mr. Sang couldn't help but scolded him. Wasn't it agreed at the beginning that all he had to do was meet Sancho? How could he be greedy?

He even dared to ask for gifts, which made Qiao Qiao angry, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see her again next time!

"Got it." Sang Nanfeng reluctantly responded, his eyes subconsciously falling on Sancho who was concentrating on eating, and his hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

He is the birthday boy and you don't want to pay attention to him? Sure enough, Sancho hates him the most.

If you are willing to return to Sang Siyang, if you are willing to give Sang Shen a look, just ignore him!

Meng Jiahe was originally unhappy with Sang Nanfeng's attitude of "I am Qiao Qiao, the birthday girl." But now Grandpa Sang said it so cruelly that she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Will Sang Nanfeng be deeply shocked? His birthday was given by the way.

When Meng Jiahe was distracted, her chopsticks and another pair of chopsticks caught the same piece of cauliflower. As soon as she raised her head, she met Sang Qingran's deep eyes and subconsciously let go of her chopsticks.

As she picked up other dishes like a normal person, the memories she deliberately ignored kept coming to her mind at this moment.

That day... Sang Qingran just stood there and watched her fall in the rain. From the beginning to the end, she never came close to help her. She always knew that he didn't care about her.
Chapter completed!