"Fine, in the next life then," Sang Qiao said with a faint smile on her face, appearing very amiable.
The words that came out of her mouth almost infuriated Mr. Sang to death. He had humbled himself, yet she still acted so obstinately inflexible.
"Sang Qiao! As a daughter, you need to learn to stop while you are ahead! Mr. Si has taken a liking to you for now, but don't get too arrogant. Without the strong backing of your maternal family, if one day Mr. Si stops loving you, stops being responsible for you, I'd like to see where you can go to cry!"
"Okay then, I'll dump him right away and tell him you disapprove of our relationship."
Sang Qiao still maintained that calm demeanor, her face wearing a slight smile.
Mr. Sang nearly had a heart attack from anger. He knew very well that Sang Qiao would indeed dare to say such a thing.
