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

Chapter 116 Sancho: "Garbage" needs to be dealt with daily
"Shen'er, how can you say such a thing, how can I feel sorry for your father and the Sang family."

Mrs. Sang took a step back as if she had been hit, and stared at the person in front of her in disbelief, completely unable to believe that he could say such a thing.

Sang coldly looked at her with unbelievable and disappointed eyes, which had no intention of comforting her.

His good mother has always treated Sancho like this, attacking with the worst words in the world.

"Siyang, do you think so too?" Mrs. Sang could only look at her younger son with tears in her eyes.

"I'm not interested in whether you cheated. I just want to know why you hate Sancho so much, just because of the master's few words? Then he has been arrested, but you don't have the slightest guilt."

Sang Siyang looked away and his face was indifferent, he hated this torn family.

The father has only interests in his eyes, and the mother somehow loathes the younger sister, and even tries every means to separate them.

"I will do a paternity test to prove my innocence. I just hate her for Sancho. How much harm her birth has brought to my family. I don't want to have her at all! But her life is cheap, I fell like that You can't fall to your death."

Mrs. Sang's eyes flashed maliciousness when she said this.

When Sang Shen and Sang Siyang heard this, their hearts throbbed fiercely, and they were glad that San Qiao was not here.

Sang Shen no longer had the patience to stay here any longer, "Sang Jiao, come with me, you don't deserve to put on this face and go back to your own self."

"Second brother, I have no way to go back." Sang Jiao shook her head and didn't want to follow him. What a joke, she didn't want her ugly face.

What's more, she has already cut her bones and made double eyelids, how can she get it back?
"The plastic surgeon will find a solution, come with me."

"I don't want it, you have no right to control what I want to do." Sang Jiaochu pitifully hid behind Mrs. Sang, her eyes were red.

In his heart, he scolded Sang Shen bloody, and secretly rejoiced that he had obtained the shares in his hand.

"Shen'er, haven't you made enough noise at home? For Sancho, do you still look like a son?" Mrs. Sang tightly protected Sangjiao.

"Second brother, let's go." Sang Siyang also knew that as long as Sang Jiao didn't want to go back, the second brother would have nothing to do with her.

Sang Shen also understood this truth, and was even more unwilling to stay in this suffocating home.

The two of them walked out of the gate one after the other, their backs turned decisively, Mrs. Sang was a little worried, she knew too well that the two sons would leave him like this.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand to hold Sang Jiao tightly, "Jiao Jiao, mother only has you and the third child, you won't leave me, right?"

"Of course not." Sang Jiao replied perfunctorily, secretly thinking that she must hold the last card tightly.

"You move back to live. The house is deserted. I'm so scared." Mrs. Sang held her hand even tighter. Since the master was arrested, her son kept getting angry with her, and her husband was not a liar.

She felt nothing to rely on.

"I'm afraid not. Master Si forced me to move out. If I dare to come back, I'm afraid he will attack our family."

Sang Jiao lowered her head pretending to be wronged, and wanted Mrs. Sang to help her solve the matter.

"It's okay, then I'll move out with you." Mrs. Sang blurted out without thinking.

"But I live in a small place, and I don't have servants." Sang Jiao subconsciously wanted to refuse. She couldn't afford a villa for the time being, and the dividends of those shares would not be available for several months.

As for selling the shares, she doesn't think about it at all now. These shares will bring her more value in the future.

"It's okay, I don't mind, as long as I can live with you."

"Alright then." Sang Jiao reluctantly agreed, but felt disgusted in her heart.

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next day
When Sancho woke up, he saw the message from Ahe last night.

A Box: [Damn, I suspect that the sky is falling. Several first-line artists from the former Starlight Entertainment sent their resumes to our company. I guess it was your elder brother's order, so I didn't dare to reply. 】

A Box: [There is more!Fu Xing knelt down and waited for me under the company building early in the morning, and apologized to me. His humble attitude was really surprising. After checking, I found out that your scumbag fired him. 】

Qiao Qiao was sleepy: 【Well, don't care about them. 】

A box: [ojbk. 】

For these news, Sancho put aside her mind and got up to wash. When she went downstairs, the chef had prepared a sumptuous breakfast, both Chinese and Western.

"Miss Sang, the bodyguard said that there were two men sneaking around the door last night, but they didn't intend to come in. What should you do?"

Xiao An pulled the stool away for her while reporting the situation.

"Do whatever you want, just don't let it in." Sancho ate his breakfast calmly, as if he was not interested in the people outside the door at all.

"Yes." Xiao An immediately felt relieved, turned around and went out to answer.

So ever.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a pile of bags was placed at the door, which was exquisite. Sancho also saw that scene when he went for a walk in the yard.

When Xiao An was about to open her mouth to ask how to dispose of those gifts, Miss Sang's sweet voice came to her ears, "Xiao An, the garbage must be disposed of every day."

"Yes, Miss Sang." Xiao An immediately understood, and turned to look at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard also endured the heartache and threw all those seemingly expensive gift bags into the trash can.

Sang Nanfeng, who was sneaking around the corner, was heartbroken watching his present being thrown away, "Is she blind? How can such a beautiful bag be regarded as trash?"

"She doesn't want to take it." Sang Shen said bitterly, staring straight at the figure with outstanding temperament.

"Then why don't we just squat at the door and do nothing?" Sang Nanfeng was obviously the eldest brother, but at this moment he had no idea at all, he didn't know what to do.

"It would be great if I could see her, and I can't do anything else." Sang Shen suddenly realized.

He has recognized the reality and cannot be forgiven.

"Do you also think she will never forgive us?" For the first time fear appeared on Sang Nanfeng's haughty face.

He didn't quite believe it when he heard what the fourth brother said that day, but now the second brother also thinks so, so he can't help but doubt it too.

"It's not that I think, it's the fact that there may be hope for Siyang, but I don't have any in this life." Sang Shen's eye circles instantly turned red.

He would never hear Qiao Qiao call him "Second Brother" again, let alone receive her presents.

Even sitting at the same table for dinner and talking with her has become a luxury.

"Is it that serious..." Sang Nanfeng lowered his head, his eyes were reddish, and murmured softly.

Is he just ignoring Sancho, not as serious and hopeless as the second brother did?
He took Fu Xing away, but he can compensate Sancho with many artists who are several times more popular than Fu Xing, isn't that all right?

(End of this chapter)