"Shen'er, how can you say such a thing, how can I be sorry for your father and the Sang family."

Mrs. Sang took a step back as if she had been struck, staring at the man in front of her in disbelief, completely unable to believe that he could say such a thing.

Sang Shen looked at her disbelief and loss coldly, and her gaze did not mean to be appeased.

His good mother had always treated Sancho in the same way, attacking him with the most unpleasant words in the world.

"Sunshine, you think so too?" Mrs. Sang had to go to see her youngest son, with tears in her eyes.

"I'm not interested in whether you've cheated or not, I just want to know why you hate Sancho so much, just because of that master's words? Then he has been caught, but you don't feel the slightest guilt."

Sang Xianyang looked away, his face was cold and ruthless, he hated this broken family.

The father only has interests in his eyes, and the mother inexplicably dislikes her sister, and even tries to break up their brother and sister.

"I'll do a paternity test to prove my innocence, I just hate Sancho, how much damage her birth has caused to my family, I don't want to have her at all! But her life is cheap, and I can't fall to death like that."

Mrs. Sang said this, and her eyes flashed with malice.

Sang Shen and Sang Yanyang both felt a throbbing pain in their hearts when they heard this, and they were glad that Sancho was not there.

Sang Shen no longer had the patience to continue to stay here, "Sang Jiao come with me, you don't deserve to put on this face and go back to your own appearance."

"Second brother, I can't go back." Sang Jiao shook her head and was reluctant to follow him, what kind of joke did she make, she didn't want her ugly face.

What's more, she has already shaved her bones and made double eyelids, how can she get it back?

"The plastic surgeon will have a way, come with me."

"I don't want it, you don't have the right to care what I want to be." Sang Jiaochu pitifully hid behind Mrs. Sang, her eyes red.

I had already scolded Sang Shen in my heart, and I was secretly glad that I had got the shares in his hand.

"Shen'er, haven't you made enough fuss at home? For the sake of a Sancho, do you still look like a son?" Mrs. Sang protected Sang Jiao tightly.

"Second brother, let's go." Sang Xianyang also knew that as long as Sang Jiao didn't want to go back, the second brother had no way to take her.

Sang Shen also understands this truth, and is even more reluctant to continue to stay in this suffocating home.

The two walked out of the door one after the other, their backs were resolute, Mrs. Sang was a little worried, she knew too well that her two sons were going to leave him like this.

She couldn't help but reach out and hold Sang Jiao tightly, "Jiaojiao, mom only has you and the third child, you won't leave me, right?"

"Of course not." Sang Jiao replied perfunctorily, secretly thinking that she must hold the last card tightly.

"You move back in, I'm so scared when the house is deserted." Mrs. Sang held her hand tighter, since the master was arrested, her son lost his temper with her one after another, and her husband was not the master of coaxing.

She didn't feel anything to rely on.

"I'm afraid not, the master forced me to move out, if I dare to come back, I'm afraid he will target our family."

Sang Jiao lowered her head and pretended to be aggrieved, wanting Mrs. Sang to help her solve this matter.

"It's okay, then I'll move out with you." Mrs. Sang didn't even think about blurting it out.

"But my place is a little small, and I don't have a servant." Sang Jiao subconsciously wanted to refuse, she couldn't afford to buy a villa for the time being, and the dividends from those shares would still be available for several months.

As for selling the shares, she doesn't even think about them now, and those shares will bring her more value in the future.

"It's okay, I don't mind, as long as I can live with you."

"Okay then." Sang Jiao reluctantly agreed, but she was disgusted in her heart.

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Following

Sancho woke up to a message from Abox last night.

A box: [I rub, I suspect that the sky is falling, and there are several lines of the original Starlight Entertainment

The artists all submitted resumes to our company, and I guess it was ordered by your eldest brother, so I didn't dare to reply. 】

Box: [And!] Fu Xing knelt under the company building early in the morning and waited for me, apologizing to me, his humble attitude was really surprising, and he found out that your scumbag brother had fired him. 】

Jojo is sleepy: [Well, don't care about them. 】

Box: [ojk.] 】

Sancho threw the news behind her, got up and washed up, and when she went downstairs, the cook had already prepared a hearty breakfast, both Chinese and Western.

"Miss Sang, the bodyguard said that there were two men sneaking around at the door last night, but they didn't mean to come in, what should you do?"

Xiao An pulled out the stool for her and reported the situation.

"Deal with it as you want, just don't let it in." Sancho ate his breakfast calmly, as if he was not interested in the people outside the door.

"Yes." Xiao An immediately reassured, turned his head and went out to reply.

And so.

At nine o'clock in the morning there was a pile of beautiful bags at the door, which Sancho saw when he went for a walk in the yard.

When Xiao An was about to open his mouth to ask what to do with those gifts, Miss Sang's sweet voice came from his ears, "Xiao An, the garbage must be disposed of every day."

"Yes, Miss San." Xiao An immediately understood and turned his head to look at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard also endured the heartache and threw all the seemingly expensive gift bags into the trash.

Sang Nanfeng, who was secretly hiding around the corner, was heartbroken when he watched his gift being thrown away, "Is she blind, how can such a good-looking bag be regarded as garbage?"

"She doesn't want to take it." Sang Shen let out a bitter voice, looking directly at the figure with outstanding temperament.

"Then are we just squatting at the door and doing nothing?" Sang Nanfeng is obviously the eldest brother, but he has no opinion at all at this moment, he doesn't know what to do at all.

"If only I could see her, I can't do anything else." Sang Shen is now suddenly enlightened.

He has come to terms with the reality and is not forgiven.

"Do you think she'll never forgive us?" For the first time, Sang Nanfeng's arrogant face appeared frightened.

He didn't quite believe it when he heard the fourth brother say it that day, but now that the second brother thinks so, he can't help but be so suspicious.

"I don't think it's true, there may still be hope for the sun, I, I don't have it in this life." Sang Shen's eyes instantly turned red.

He would never hear Jojo call him "second brother" again, let alone receive her gifts.

Even sitting at a table with her to eat and talk has become a luxury.

"Is it so serious......" Sang Nanfeng lowered his head, his eyes slightly red, and muttered softly.

He just ignored Sancho, and there was no hope for him to be as serious as the second brother did?

He took Fu Xing away, but he can compensate Sancho for many artists who are several times more popular than Fu Xing, can't this work?