Sang Jiao almost fainted on the spot when she saw this anger, and the whole network was almost praising Sancho, and she was sprayed like a clown jumping off the beam.

[The slap in the face came so quickly, so I asked you if it hurts? 】

[It's disgusting, as an adopted daughter, I don't have any consciousness under the fence, and I always want to grab it from the real card, you are a little white lotus, right? ] 】

[There are a lot of works, but the strength is not at all, the popularity depends on the actor and the yang god, why are you so thick-skinned? ] 】

[I've long seen you as brain-dead, showing your mother all day long, making yourself like a princess, and the whole world has to love you? Be a heartthrob yourself. 】

[I'm disgusted, your role is not the strength to fight for, Sancho and her eldest brother spent how much money to send you a little *** to shoot? ] 】

… The more you look down, it's all unbearable abuse, Sang Jiao's journey into the entertainment industry has been smooth, where have she seen such a scene, she panicked, and trembled and wanted to contact the rest of the Sang family.

The second brother and the fourth brother didn't help her, she still had the eldest brother, the third brother and her mother, thinking of this, Sang Jiao calmed down a little, but she didn't call immediately.

After the lessons of her two brothers just now, she probably knew that the behavior of asking for tickets might cause disgust.

She also needs to think about how to deal with it.

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Su Nuanxing sat on the sofa with her mobile phone in her hand and glanced at her cousin weakly.

The Weibo she just posted now has an astonishing number of retweets and comments.

After all, as we all know, Sang Yanyang's account is managed by the entertainment department, and he can't participate in this kind of remarks about tearing B, but his likes and attention are enough to surprise everyone.

In addition, the family tickets of the Yang God are given away by lottery, which is particularly eye-catching.

Su Nuanxing quietly opened the comments and watched.

[Sister Qiao is as beautiful as a flower, she is simply my sweetheart, please look at me and pump me! ] 】

[Qiaoqiao is low-key and does not participate in this kind of little trick to rub the heat, proper heroine behavior, I love it so much! ] (I'm really not for the ticket, I'm humble and empty)]

[Sister Qiao is super good at selling goods! ] 】

[Sister Qiao's hair is even more beautiful than Sang! 】

The first few praises are normal, but the further back they go, the more abnormal they become.

[Sister Qiao is fragrant when she goes to the toilet! ] 】

[Sister Qiao abandoned the first place in her partner! ] 】

[Sister Qiao is angry that the director is very powerful! ] 】

[If you can draw me, I will be willing to be a cow and a horse for Sancho in the next life, oh no! It's better to live in the next life, I want to be a daughter in the next life. 】

Seeing this comment, Su Nuanxing really couldn't hold back his laughter, "Hahaha."

Perhaps she was laughing too wildly, Sancho's gaze snapped over.

Su Nuanxing immediately shut up, her cousin's eyes are bright and poisonous, and she can see through everything, but now that this Weibo is so popular, she can't hide it for long.

So she decided to confess and handed over the phone directly.

"Sister Qiao, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I really can't stand everyone scolding you, Sang Jiao pretended to be high and pretended to know Sang Si Ge very well, and my friend was also sprayed miserably!"

"Cousin, I was wrong, I know that tickets are rare, but I feel that audience tickets are also okay, I just want to be angry with Sang Jiao."

Sancho listened to the words in his ear, just glanced at them a few times, and returned the phone to her with no interest.

"What is given to you is yours, and what you do with it is up to you."

"Aren't you angry?" Su Nuanxing was a little surprised when she saw her cousin's tone as usual.

"Is this worth my anger about?" Sancho raised his eyelids slightly.

The corners of Su Nuanxing's mouth were almost up to the sky, "It's not worth it, but Sang Jiao must be angry!"

"Hmm." Sancho could have guessed without thinking, but she didn't feel anything.

The Sang family can't pick out anyone who can affect her mood, and she only respects the old man.

——

On the day of the game, Sang Yanyang was not surprised that there was no Sancho in the audience, and he checked all the sales after the game

, there is no purchase record of Qiaoqiao or the Su family.

This is obviously what he expected, but when he really sees it, he still feels uncomfortable.

The news of his victory that night was all over the hot search, but one of them was extremely strange.

[Explosive # Sancho didn't have time to watch the Yang God game just because he was going to see a dog? ] 】

There is also a picture below, Sancho holding the dog and smiling very gently.

The comments were instantly discussed, some were puzzled, some thought it was funny, and my brother was not as good as a dog?

Sang Yanyang touched Qiaoqiao's face in the photo, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.

She just needs to be happy.

"Yang God, are you really not going to celebrate at night?"

"No, you can eat, another day." Sang Yuyang picked up the coat on the chair and strode out.

He still had a small gold medal in his pocket, and he went out of the gate of the club and took a taxi directly to the Su family's villa.

When he arrived, he said that he wanted to stay, but Grandma Su did not refuse, but asked people to clean up the room for him.

Su Nuanxing stared at him with strange eyes, and because she got someone else's ticket, she couldn't say anything about him.

"Qiaoqiao, this is a gold medal, I will give it to you, you can dispose of it however you want." Sang Yanyang handed her the small gold medal in his hand that covered the heat, and his palms were still sweating.

"Take it." Sancho didn't even glance at him, but suddenly remembered something, opened the drawer next to him, took out the black card he left last time, and threw it on the table.

Sang Yanyang's fingertips trembled slightly, especially after seeing the black card, he was even more disappointed.

Therefore, Qiaoqiao didn't bring his black card at all, but didn't even bother to return it to him, and just threw it in the drawer without moving.

However, Sang Yanyang is not the kind of person who gives up easily, he didn't take back the black card, but opened his mouth to continue to talk to her.

"Jojo, I don't have to spend much, you just put it on your body in case you need it, is that dog you went to see today cute? Do you like it, do you want to raise one too, and I'll have someone send it to you, okay?"

Su Nuanxing felt that Fourth Brother Sang was a little humble, and she didn't even dare to blame Sister Qiao for not going to the scene today, she thought that Sister Qiao would be a little moved and soft-hearted.

Result –

Sancho stood up and went straight upstairs, without even looking at him.

Su Nuanxing fell silent, and only the two of them were left embarrassed in the living room, afraid that he would be too sad, so she comforted him far-fetchedly, "Don't be too sad, Sister Qiao just doesn't want to talk when she is in a bad mood, especially when you say such a big paragraph."

It's no wonder that Sister Qiao won't be in a bad mood at all, or even impatient.

She also often speaks non-stop, but her cousin always replies, although sometimes a little coldly.

But she didn't plan to say this, and she didn't plan to say it.

Sang Xianyang didn't feel sad, but blamed himself: "Blame me for annoying her by talking too much just now, it's not good for me."

Su Nuanxing: "......" It's not that she talks too much, it's you!

"Jojo, do you have any hobbies? Do you have any proposals for her birthday at the end of the month?" Sang Yanyang came to this trip mainly for Qiao Qiao's birthday, and secondly, he wanted to see if she was willing to accept his little gold medal.