Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Whether to go to the Fu Family to seek justice or to continue on, it’s up to you.

Sang Qingran heard his mother utter strange words, but his face remained unchanged, as his mother’s condition had been this way since the day they returned from the old house.

At first, his father thought his mother was just acting, so he did not take it seriously, but when it became increasingly abnormal, he had her sent here for a check-up.

Just as they reached the downstairs, Mrs. Sang said she wouldn’t go up and kept muttering that she would wait at the door for Qiaoqiao to go in with her.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment at the main entrance, they ran into Sang Qiao.

And the person standing next to her was the woman he had recently encountered frequently.

Should he say the world is too small, or was she doing this on purpose?

But the most important thing right now was to take his mother upstairs for a check-up. Sang Qingran didn’t think Sang Qiao would care about his mother. He casually excused, “She’s busy.”

“She can eat first and then go. I’ve cooked at home. Let’s go back together, Qiaoqiao.”

Mrs. Sang still didn’t let go. Her eyes were like still water, seemingly filled with only beautiful memories.

Sang Qiao moved to pry her fingers open, her voice somewhat cold, “We are no longer related.”

As Mrs. Sang met Qiaoqiao’s distant gaze, her hand trembled, and her pupils sharply contracted as unpleasant memories flashed through her mind.

She couldn’t even hold onto her teddy bear; it fell to the ground as she forcefully slapped her head.

Seemingly remembering something abruptly, Mrs. Sang lunged forward, trying to choke Sang Qiao’s neck, “You are not my daughter, you are a disaster, a bad omen!”

Sang Qingran’s actions were quicker as he pulled her back, “Mom, come upstairs with me.”

This time it was no longer a gentle persuasion; he used strength to make her follow him.

“I won’t go, I won’t go!” Mrs. Sang struggled desperately, but as a woman, her strength was no match for a grown man, and soon Sang Qingran led her away.

She continued to fiercely slap Sang Qingran’s hand, attempting to make him let go.

Watching this scene, Meng Jiahe couldn’t help but exclaim, “What’s wrong with your mom…did something upset her?”

“Probably.” Sang Qiao indifferently withdrew her gaze, completely unaffected by the recent incident.

After the two got in the car, they first dropped Ah He off nearby, then Sang Qiao.

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Grandma Su called Sang Qiao in the dead of night, the elderly woman’s voice sounded somewhat helpless, “Qiaoqiao, Xingxing has disappeared! I heard she lost her child a few days ago, but she didn’t tell me. She argued with her parents yesterday and now she’s nowhere to be found.”

“How long has she been missing?” Sang Qiao rubbed her eyelids, her voice slightly hoarse as she spoke, sitting up with her eyes still closed.

“About an hour or two. I can’t find anyone. I was wondering if you knew where she might go, as she used to listen to you.”

“She hasn’t come here, nor has she contacted me.”

“What are we going to do? That Fu Xing is useless; he’s fast asleep, and his phone is unreachable.” The frustration was palpable in Grandma Su’s voice on the other side of the screen.

Xingxing never cared about the Su Family’s fortune, but now she suddenly returned claiming she was the Su family’s heiress, rightfully demanding a share of the inheritance.

Her parents were the sort that responded to soft approaches, not hard ones, so of course they were furious when Xingxing confronted them, asking her outright what she had ever contributed to the Su Family and by what right she was making demands.

They had a huge argument right then and there, and Xingxing ran out crying.

“Find someone.” Sang Qiao said these two words indifferently, honestly not very keen on dealing with the situation.

How would she know where the person had gone?

“Alright, alright, I will look here. If she calls you, make sure to let me know. She doesn’t really keep in touch with her unreliable friends anymore and doesn’t have a penny on her, so it’s hard to know where she could go.”

Grandma Su muttered and hung up the phone.

Looking at the call end screen, Sang Qiao’s sleepiness had almost completely dissipated.

Then another call came through, labeled Su Nuanying. Sang Qiao raised her eyebrows. After all the nasty things said that day, she was calling her now?

Sang Qiao swiped the screen to answer, and a worried woman’s voice came through, “Hello, are you a family member of this phone’s owner? You need to come to Lijiang Bridge quickly, your relative might be about to jump into the river! Everyone here is trying to talk her out of it, but she won’t listen. She wants to see someone named Fu Xing, but nobody answers under that contact. I could only sneak a call to you.”

“Yes, I’ll be right there.” Sang Qiao hung up and left her house.

She reached Lijiang Bridge first.

At this ungodly hour of the night, only a dozen people were gathered, all patiently trying to dissuade her.

“Young lady, tell us what’s happening. We can think of a solution together. Don’t end your beautiful life this way.”

“Yeah, there are so many more foods and places in the world you should experience.”

Sitting on the stone-surrounded railing, Su Nuanying’s eyes were swollen red, her oversized clothes making her shiver from the cold, and she just kept repeating.

“Has Fu Xing arrived yet?”

The young girl holding her phone didn’t dare to tell her that he wasn’t picking up. She hesitated, “He’s on his way.”

“Good.” Su Nuanying quietly watched the river, never really planning to jump. She was just here to take in the view.

She wanted to know if her parents cared about her at this moment, or if Fu Xing did?

“Come down, waiting here for him is worse than going directly to him.” Sang Qiao glanced at the thin figure, looking even frailer than when she last saw her in the hospital.

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Nuanying turned her head quickly, seemingly in disbelief.

“Why would you know I’m here… are you here to scoff at me? You never supported me and Fu Xing being together. Seeing me suffer now must be pleasing for you.”

“I’ve said before, that was your choice. I have no interest in interfering with others’ lives, but your choice to run away in such a cowardly way indeed makes me want to laugh.”

Sang Qiao spoke evenly, her long hair illuminated by the lamplight behind her. Even in her plain face, she looked as beautiful as a fairy misplaced in the mortal world.

Tears blurred Su Nuanying’s eyes even more, barely able to see Sang Qiao who could be passionately loved by Si Chenli, while she was discarded by Fu Xing.

This stark contrast deepened her inner pain.

“Come down. Whether you want to seek justice at the Fu Family or continue with him, it’s your decision.” Seeing her silent, Sang Qiao spoke again.

Su Nuanying regained composure, observing her cousin’s calm face, devoid of any mockery. Suddenly, she felt less miserable, knowing there was still someone to stand up for her.

With this thought, Su Nuanying slowly climbed down from the bridge and walked towards Sang Qiao.