Chapter 306: Chapter 306: Sang Qiao, Have You Let Go?

Chen Ling seemed to have realized that her approach was a bit too forceful, “If it’s not okay, then it’s alright. Regardless, thank you for your kindness.”

“It’s fine if you don’t explain, but you should be prepared to be scolded continuously,” Sang Qiao said softly, her red lips parting slightly.

“Let’s go, go, go, back to the company to sign the contract!” Meng Jiahe was bouncing with joy, her smile so bright and clear on her face, now she could see her little brother Chen Ling every day… oh no, sister!

“Thank you, Sister Qiao, and thank you to this sister.” Chen Ling was also overjoyed.

She hadn’t expected that at this time, anyone would still want to sign her, let alone a major company.

Meng Jiahe scratched her head, genuinely excited by the kindness from her idol Tiantian’s sister.

“Just call me Ah He, actually, I’m a fan of yours. I voted for you every day and campaigned for you, and that… hemorroid cream was also sent over by Qiaoqiao on my behalf.”

“Pfft…” Shangguan Yuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, recalling how he had misunderstood Ah He last time. He felt a bit guilty; who would have thought such a handsome young man was actually a girl?

“Um… I actually don’t have hemorrhoids, but thank you, Sister Ah He, for being a fan. I’m sorry for not living up to your affection.”

Chen Ling felt a mix of joy and guilt, thinking of the fans who had just surrounded her. They probably felt so disappointed because they invested too much emotionally in her, only to feel let down.

“There’s no need to feel sorry, I’m still a fan. My liking for you has nothing to do with gender. Even if you had appeared as a girl at some event last time, I would still be a fan,” Meng Jiahe said earnestly, much like how she had been filled with admiration and fondness for Chen Qiuyuan when she was younger.

But back then, she felt so inferior that she didn’t dare to line up for a piece of cake when Chen Qiuyuan was cutting it. Instead, she would wait for the servants to distribute the cake.

“Thank you, Sister Ah He.” Chen Ling was touched. She had assumed that after yesterday’s exposure, she would be severely criticized and that no one would continue to be a fan.

But she hadn’t expected someone like Sister Ah He to be her fan and to continue supporting her.

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The news of Chen Ling joining Rose Entertainment spread quickly, and as expected, the official account of Rose Entertainment was overwhelmed by harsh criticism.

“How could you sign someone like that, isn’t it disgusting?”

“She deceived everyone’s feelings and almost took someone else’s debut spot, why would you sign her? I really like Sister Qiao, but I’m really disappointed in Chen Ling, sorry, Sister Qiao, I’m unfollowing.”

“Chen Ling hasn’t even come forward to explain, how is that fair to her fans?”

“Lol, she’s already been beaten down, what do you expect her to explain? Can she instantly grow that thing on the spot?”

“… Actually, I think whether Chen Ling is male or female isn’t important. She is the Chen Ling we like, the one who shines on stage.”

“But she owes high-interest loans, and she cross-dressed to join a boy group. Isn’t it better for a girl to join a girl group? How can we support someone who deceived us?”

As Meng Jiahe read through the comments, she expected as much and let out a sigh, “My suggestion is that you should sincerely apologize to everyone. That at least might win back some fans.”

“I’ll think about the apology statement right away,” Chen Ling said, holding her phone and knowing it was time to face the situation.

“Alright, if you need anything, just call me directly. Since the attention is so high these days, we won’t arrange any resources for you just yet. Take a couple of days off.”

Meng Jiahe wasn’t rushing her. She had already seen Chen Ling’s high emotional intelligence on the show, so she didn’t plan to manage Chen Ling’s account. She wasn’t intending to interfere with the content either.

“Okay.” Chen Ling was serious in demeanor, her grip on her phone showing that she was having some difficulty.

Given the current situation, no matter how she explained it, it seemed unlikely she would receive forgiveness from netizens because indeed, it was her fault.

Sang Mansion

When Sang Qiao came back, she saw her grandfather sitting alone on the sofa, a picture of desolate loneliness, and she quietly approached.

Mr. Sang Senior had heard the footsteps long ago but simply chose not to turn around. “Sang Shen, if you really have nothing to do, go outside with a broom and sweep…”

Before Mr. Sang Senior could finish, he turned his head and saw Sang Qiao standing behind him. His eyes brightened, and there was a hint of excitement in his voice, “Qiaoqiao, what brought you back today?”

“I came to see you. Have you eaten?” Sang Qiao said with a light laugh, sitting down beside her grandfather. Just from his tone, she could sense his joy.

“I have. Are you… not busy with the company today? I heard that signing that artist got you a lot of flak. Is there anything…”

Mr. Sang Senior meant to ask if there was anything he could help with, but then he reconsidered; he only had a small share in the Sang Family’s business, and he didn’t have more assets than Qiao. He was no longer young.

Realizing this, he felt incredibly disheartened; he was old now.

He hadn’t been able to help Qiao when he was younger, and now he was of even less help.

“It’s okay, just some online commenters, you don’t need to worry about it, I don’t even read the comments,” Sang Qiao said, her voice gentle and carefree.

Mr. Sang Senior felt much more at ease, “That’s good, then. Don’t read them. Just focus on doing what you want to do.”

“Mhmm.”

“Qiaoqiao, rest assured, no one will help your elder brother; he will get the punishment he deserves. You’ve been wronged.”

Mr. Sang Senior’s voice trembled slightly. Qiaoqiao could have had a grand wedding, but all that had been ruined by that beast.

“Okay, there’s no need for you to blame yourself, Grandfather. This matter has nothing to do with you. Sang Nanfeng’s actions represent only himself.”

“Qiaoqiao, when are you planning to hold your wedding with Xiao Li? If you’re too busy, I can arrange it for you.”

Mr. Sang Senior didn’t want to disappoint his granddaughter in the slightest.

Every time he thought of the hardship Qiaoqiao had endured in the past, all he wanted to do was make it up to her many times over. This way, when he finally faced his wife, he could do so with dignity.

He had made too many mistakes in his youth, and he had been foolish.

“There’s no hurry. We want to wait for Sister Ah He. She’s talking to Shangguan Yuan, the one who gave me a ride home last time. You called him Xiao Yuan, remember?”

Sang Qiao spoke softly, her words as casual as chatting about family matters, showing none of the previous distance.

Mr. Sang Senior was pleased to know that his granddaughter was gradually improving, and he understood it was all thanks to Si Chenli.

Xiao Li had changed Qiaoqiao and loved her deeply.

“I remember, I remember, Xiao Yuan is also good. It’s nice for Sister Ah He to be with him. It would be lively to have your weddings together.”

“Yes.”

“Grandfather… Qiaoqiao, you’re here too.” Sang Shen, just coming out of the bathroom, saw the young lady on the sofa. His footsteps halted subconsciously; he didn’t dare come any closer.

The two who had been talking happily fell silent suddenly. Sang Qiao didn’t respond to Sang Shen’s greeting, merely glanced over him indifferently.