After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 172 - : It’s okay not to forgive your brothers, feel free to use them in the future
Chapter 172 -172: It’s okay not to forgive your brothers, feel free to use them in the future
“Discussing this is pointless, Fu Xing, you only have two choices, either continue being with me or leave the industry forever.”
Su Nuanying didn’t even turn her head, feeling just how disgusting he was as he spoke.
Every one of his sweet words had a purpose, why had she never seen through them? Su Nuanying most regretted not listening to everyone’s advice, insisting on being with Fu Xing.
She absent-mindedly remembered what the elderly used to say: You can refuse to marry someone your parents arrange, but never marry someone they disapprove of.
Fu Xing, stubborn to a fault, felt helpless as he could only watch her pulling her suitcase past him.
He knew he had to figure out something soon.
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Sang Qiao, upon hearing that Meng Jiahe had signed Fu Xing under mysterious circumstances claiming it was for revenge, didn’t ask further but simply warned her to be cautious.
After all, a person as extreme as Fu Xing, when pushed too far, might do anything unpredictable.
“Don’t worry, I know,” Meng Jiahe nodded and then left to handle some official matters.
Sang Qiao’s cellphone suddenly rang with a long ringtone, the contact labeled: Grandpa.
Without hesitation, she answered it, and an old, frail voice came through, “Qiaoqiao, would you like to come with me to visit your grandmother? Today is her memorial day, and it seems you’ve never met her. I have something I want to tell you.”
“Okay.” It was the first time her grandfather had suggested taking her to visit her grandmother, and she readily agreed.
As Sang Qiao left her house, her mind lingered on her grandmother whom she had never met, likely because her grandmother had passed away before she was born, leaving her without any feelings for her.
Moreover, Old Sang intentionally kept everyone from visiting, gradually making the term ‘grandmother’ lose its significance in her life.
Sang Qiao arrived at the designated meeting place with Old Sang, who took a beautifully wrapped bunch of red roses and a basket out of the trunk.
His face was somber, his eyes rimmed red, and he had flecks of white hair on his head.
Approaching his wife’s grave, he first laid down the roses and then took out some snacks.
“Wife, I’ve brought our granddaughter to see you. Didn’t you always wish for a daughter? You couldn’t have one yourself, and you hoped our daughter-in-law would give you one.”
“Our granddaughter has grown up, she’s very well-behaved and sensible. It’s my fault, I’ve held a grudge against you until your death, never bringing Qiaoqiao to visit you, I was wrong. As a grown man, why did I argue with you? After all these years, I’ve come to regret it.”
The usually composed Old Sang broke down into sobs. His wife had never visited him in his dreams; she must still harbor resentment towards him.
Yesterday, he heard from the delirious Mrs. Sang about the sacrifices his wife made during their days of quarrel, and it broke his heart.
His wife had always loved him; it was he who was wrong. He was jealous and often misunderstood her.
Sang Qiao silently crouched beside him, watching the scene. The black-and-white photo of her grandmother showed a kind and beautiful smile, revealing her lovely features in her youth.
She quietly called out in her heart, “Grandma.”
The two stayed there for a long time before Old Sang, reluctantly, led her away.
“Your mother is sorry, but that wasn’t her intention. She suffered from psychological issues and was manipulated by others. She actually looked forward to your birth; it’s grandmother’s passing that deeply affected her.”
“I know what has happened, has happened, and I don’t force you to forgive her, but I also don’t want you to regret it. Visit her when you have time, Qiaoqiao. I always thought that only I felt sorry for you in this family. I wondered what you would do if I were gone one day, but luckily Mr. Si appeared and someone could love you. I’m very happy.”
“Okay, knowing that only you felt sorry for me, you should stay with me for a few more years.” Sang Qiao listened to Mrs. Sang’s words without much feeling.
“Okay, okay, I’ll try my best.” Mr. Sang Senior’s heart ached. The things he had deliberately covered up were brought up yesterday by Mrs. Sang.
And his health was not very good. He feared that he would soon be joining his wife.
Fortunately, Qiaoqiao now had Chenli.
“Your brothers were somewhat scoundrels in the past, it’s okay if you don’t forgive them, but feel free to use them in the future. I believe that as long as you ask, they will definitely manage it.”
“Let’s talk about it later.”
“Qiaoqiao, don’t hate the Sang Family too much, they are your relatives. If one day you can let it go, give them a chance to make amends.”
Mr. Sang Senior said these words with a heavy heart, remembering the last time he saw his wife and they were angry, it pained him.
So he did not want those children to suffer like that.
“I don’t hate them; initially, it was me who disregarded their wishes to treat them well, to sacrifice for them. If I got hurt, I could only blame myself.”
Sang Qiao seriously looked at the old man’s aged brows and eyes; she was telling the truth.
It was her insistence on giving without asking for anything in return. If she got hurt, she wouldn’t blame others, only herself for choosing to give so much. Similarly, the moment she chose to let go, she didn’t hate, but she held a grudge.
It wasn’t about forgiving them, but she also wouldn’t accept any kindness from them.
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“You’re even more heartless than I imagined,” Mr. Sang Senior was at a loss for words.
What a clear answer. Not hating was worse than hating them, as hatred still held the prospect of forgiveness one day; not hating meant treating them like strangers for life…
“In those years when no one looked after me, my brothers were very good to me, so I treated them wholeheartedly. But during the years they hurt me, my contributions have been enough to repay them. We owe nothing to each other.”
“I understand now, I won’t persuade you anymore. Come with me to the hospital to visit your mom; I won’t force you to do anything.”
Tears streaked down Mr. Sang Senior’s face. Their once harmonious home was now like this.
He did not have many years left, nor should he meddle too much. He only wanted Qiaoqiao to hear her mother’s regrets, “If you go, I will invest a billion in the company I gave you, would you accompany me, an old man, in return?”
Sang Qiao’s red lips couldn’t help but curl slightly. If it were before, she would have accepted, but not today.
“For grandma’s sake, I won’t take your money.”
“Pfft, I guess this is indeed benefiting from my wife,” Mr. Sang Senior couldn’t help but laugh.
“Yes.” Sang Qiao raised an eyebrow and joined him in getting into the car.
The vehicle headed towards the hospital. Upon arrival, they went straight to the sixteenth floor.
Approaching the ward, they heard Mrs. Sang’s voice, “Baby, sleep tight, don’t cry, wait for grandma to come back.”
Mr. Sang Senior did not go in immediately but stopped at the door.
There was Mrs. Sang, wearing a hospital gown, her hair messy, smiling kindly, still holding that dirty teddy bear.
Before long, her expression suddenly turned vicious as she reached out to strangle the teddy bear’s neck, “Die, die! It’s all because of you, you killed grandma!”
