Chapter 183 Sang Siyang: Qiao Qiao doesn’t care, so let him clear up the misunderstanding for her

Hearing this, everyone at the table looked at her subconsciously, as if they thought she was looking for trouble.

Mrs. Meng smiled awkwardly and explained: "I'm thinking of changing it so that Elegy and Young Master Si can sit together so that they can chat and get to know each other."

Mrs. Meng was actually worried that her granddaughter's affair with Si Jing would be robbed.

After all, Meng Jiahe’s appearance is compared to that of a vixen, and her family’s Elegy is still a bit inferior, and just now Si Jing also proposed to add Meng Jiahe’s WeChat account, although it was rejected.

But if Si Jinghui falls in love with Meng Jiahe, the two of them secretly add their contact information behind their backs.

She was determined to eliminate this possibility. She must not let the two of them look at each other. Si Jing was the elegy of her family!

"The same goes for asking Si Jing to sit over." Mrs. Si frowned subconsciously, a little disdainful of Mrs. Meng's blatant behavior.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter where I sit." Meng Jiahe had a sarcastic smile on his lips and stood up without hesitation and moved to the empty seat next to him.

"Let's go, sit at the next table." Sancho put down the chopsticks in his hand, got up first and walked to the empty table next to him.

Meng Jiahe felt warm in his heart, knowing that Sancho was supporting him, but the Si family was also here, and they openly moved their positions, fearing that it was unreasonable.

She didn't want to affect Sancho's status in the eyes of the family.

Meng Jiahe reached for Sancho's wrist and smiled at her, "It's okay, I'll just sit next to Mrs. Si."

"Yes, yes, yes, Jiahe, come sit next to me, and the three of us will stay together." Mrs. Si also waved to her, holding her arm familiarly and smiling gently.

"Okay." Sancho then sat back down.

Si Jing was also extremely embarrassed. He never thought that he would be so popular one day, especially when Old Mrs. Meng looked like a dog seeing a bone, which made him feel very upset.

He stood up uncomfortably, "I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back later."

Mrs. Meng was a little dissatisfied when she saw that the Second Young Master Si had left. If Sancho hadn't been so troublesome, her family's Elegy would have been chatting with the Second Young Master Si by herself.

Sure enough, a child whose parents don't want him doesn't understand any rules. Even though his elders are here, he wants to move his position in public, just like that wild child Meng Jiahe!

She looked at Meng Jiahe who was chatting happily with Mrs. Si, and then at her granddaughter beside her who only knew how to eat. She was so angry that she lowered her voice and scolded her.

"Chichichichi, is our family mistreating you? Can you imitate Meng Jiahe, who pleases Mrs. Si and makes Sancho treat her so well?"

"How can I compare to the relationship I have had since I was a child? Grandma, please don't worry so much."

Meng Erge still had something in her mouth and her speech was slurred.

"If you can't compare, won't Second Young Master Si know how to grasp it? If Meng Jiabox is snatched away by you later, let me see where you go to cry, you are so stupid!" Old Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes.

Her granddaughter is so stupid!

"If Si Jing likes whoever he likes, let things take their own course. There is no need for you to keep poking at me and him. If they are in love, I will not destroy it." Meng Wenge's attitude was firm.

Old Mrs. Meng became even more irritated, "You think about her so much, but she doesn't think about you."

Her family's Elegy is too simple. If he hadn't taken care of her since she was a child, Meng Jiahe's temperament might have caused him to bully Elegy.

"You are overthinking. My sister is very good. There is no need for you to exclude her all the time."

"Definitely, I can't tell you anything."

When the banquet ended, Si Jing didn't come back, probably because he was scared away.

After Sancho said goodbye to Si's family, he planned to go back with Meng Jiahe.

Sang Siyang suddenly walked up to her and said politely, "Miss Meng, can you please step aside? Qiaoqiao and I have something to say, please excuse me."

"Okay." Meng Jiahe glanced at Sancho first, and then walked away when he saw her expression was indifferent.

Sang Siyang forced a smile and smiled, pretending to be casual, "Qiaoqiao, do you know that third brother came to see you while he was recovering from illness?"

Sancho's cold eyes slightly raised, and she was stunned for a moment. It was all in the past and no longer important to her.

She said calmly: "What do you want to say?"

Sang Siyang sharply noticed the moment she was stunned, and suddenly realized that Sancho was afraid that he didn't know, and something must have happened, so the third brother still can't let go.

He knew that Sancho no longer cared about what the third brother said to her, but he wanted to clear up the misunderstanding between them.

Even if Qiao Qiao never forgives them or the third brother, it doesn't matter.

But he wants Qiao Qiao to be loved by everyone, and they should all make up for the mistakes they have made.

"Just a casual chat, I didn't want to say anything."

"Hmm." Sancho glanced at him and didn't think much about the complicated emotions on his face, or maybe she wasn't interested in knowing.

"Qiaoqiao, I will always be behind you. No matter whether you need me or not, I will be your support. If you need me one day, please tell me. I will help you without your forgiveness."

Sang Siyang's eyes couldn't help but blurred, and his fingertips trembled slightly. He knew very well that Qiaoqiao would not forgive him, and there was too little he could do for her now.

But with these words, he wanted her to always remember that one day she would need him and ask him for help. He didn't need to be forgiven, he just wanted to help her.

Sancho's back did not pause, his head did not turn, and he walked very firmly.

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When Meng Jiahe walked to the nearby corridor to wait, he bumped into Sang Qingran who happened to be coming out of the bathroom.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Meng Jiahe subconsciously looked away and pretended not to see it.

Sang Qingran reached out and grabbed her arm, "How many times are you going to show up in front of me on purpose?"

Meng Jiahe tugged at the hand being held, and she frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"I don't believe that you and I have so many coincidences. We have been seeing each other so much recently. You often came to see Sancho at the beginning, so why couldn't we meet each other?"

Sang Qingran looked at her condescendingly with cold eyes. She knocked down documents, came to him injured, and now she was waiting for him outside the bathroom. She was really resourceful.

"Whether you believe it or not, I didn't meet you on purpose." Meng Jiahe lowered her eyes and did not dare to look into his eyes.

It wasn't because of a guilty conscience, but because she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control herself. Every time he appeared, her heartbeat would speed up a lot.

"Then tell me, why are you standing in front of the men's room and walking around for nothing? Don't tell me that you, a woman, want to go to the men's room!"

Sang Qingran sneered. Her not daring to look directly in his eyes was undoubtedly a sign of guilty conscience.

Meng Jiahe had an ominous feeling when he was questioned. He raised his head and looked at the sign next to him. Men's restroom was clearly marked with three big characters.

she:"!!!"

Originally, she just planned to make room for Sancho and the others to walk around, but she didn't even notice that she had been walking around the door of the men's room.

At this moment, she would undoubtedly have jumped into the Yellow River and she would not be able to escape.
Chapter completed!