"Why are you here?" Sang Tianen stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar, his face flashing with anger. "How shameless! Who told you to come to my house?"
Qiao Sirui was frightened by Sang Tianen's fierce look. She dropped the broom in her hand and said in horror, "Sister, hello!"
"Who is your sister? My father didn't give me a sister as old as you!" Sang Tianen spat with a gloomy face.
Yan Zheng, who was following behind, felt the tense atmosphere between the two and quickly pulled Sang Tianen's arm away and said, "Xiao En, calm down. If you have anything to say, talk it over nicely."
Sang Tianen didn't listen to what he said at all. He glared at Qiao Sirui and said, "My parents don't agree with you coming over. Why did you come here?"
Sweat oozed from Qiao Sirui's fair face, and she panted slightly as she said, "Yang... Yang brought me here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a noisy and hurried sound of footsteps. Before Sang Tianen could look up, her body was pushed violently. Yan Zheng quickly supported her.
Sang Muyang pulled Qiao Sirui and looked her up and down, panting and saying, "Sirui, are you okay?"
Qiao Sirui shook her head and looked at Sang Tianen and said, "I'm fine. My sister was talking to me just now. You misunderstood."
"There is no misunderstanding at all. I just want to go up and beat up this pretty boy." If Yan Zheng hadn't stopped him, Sang Tianen really wanted to go up and punch Hua Rui.
Qiao Sirui's eyes flickered timidly twice and she fell silent.
The next second, Sang Muyang stood in front of her like a child, and shouted angrily, "Sister, can't you just talk properly? You're always shouting for war and killing. What did Si Rui do that was so outrageous that you treat her like this?"
These words almost made Sang Tianen faint from anger. She pointed at the two of them with a trembling finger and said, "Sang Muyang, what kind of love potion did this woman give you to make you so devoted to her?"
"Si Rui is the most gentle woman I have ever met. She treats me very well." Sang Muyang replied in a clear voice.
"Okay?" Sang Tianen sneered, as if he had heard a funny joke, "Then what are my parents and I? We raised you to this age, held you in our mouths for fear of you melting, held you in our hands for fear of you breaking, so what are we, your relatives, then?
Sang Muyang's expression froze. After a few seconds, he whispered, "Sister, I know you treat me very well, but I love Sirui too. Why can't you accept her? You are both the most important people in my life. Why can't you just live in harmony?"
"Because she's not a woman!" Sang Tianen shouted angrily. "How can she be considered a woman? She even instigated you to work and earn money to support her family. What's so good about a woman like that?"
"Sister, you really misunderstood Sirui. She never asked me to do these. I did them secretly." Sang Muyang explained quickly.
Seeing his brother's stubbornness, Sang Tianen knew that it was useless to say more. He took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I don't want to hear any more nonsense. Considering that I raised you since you were a child, I'll give you one last chance."
"As long as you break up with this flower, I will buy you a house in any location you want, plus a dowry of one million."
"If you continue to be with this flower, you won't have to take the 1,500 yuan monthly living allowance. You're a junior now anyway, so you can find an internship to support yourself."
"Aren't you two truly in love? I really want to see how unbreakable your love is!"
Sang Tianen looked at Zuo Danqing and Sang Rou, who were standing silently under the eaves, and said with a gloomy face, "If any of you dare to give Sang Muyang living expenses, don't blame me for being rude!"
Zuo Danqing was frightened: "Don't you have all your mother's and mine's money? Don't worry, I don't have any money, I don't have any money..."
Sang Rou smoked a cigarette, her face full of sorrow. She said with some reluctance, "Tian En, he is your brother after all, you..."
Sang Tianen ignored Sang Rou's words and turned to Sang Muyang expressionlessly and said, "You choose!"
Sang Muyang bit his lip tightly, his head was in a mess. He was raised by Sang Tianen since he was a child, and he knew her temper best. This should be her ultimatum to him.
Originally, he wanted to take advantage of this holiday to ease the relationship with his family. His parents were soft-hearted people, so if he said some nice things and spent some time with them, they would eventually agree to the marriage.
The really difficult one is Sang Tianen, his biological sister. The previous incident of stealing money has completely angered her, and in the end, asking him to write an IOU is already the biggest concession she has made.
At that time, he thought about asking for a loan, but knowing Sang Tianen, he knew that not only would she not lend the money, she would also scold him, thinking that he had been cheated.
He didn't want to have a bad relationship with Sang Tianen, not only because Sang Tianen was his biological sister, but more because she raised him since he was a child, like a half-mother to her.
He really couldn't understand why Sang Tianen couldn't tolerate Qiao Sirui. She hated her so much even though she hadn't done anything wrong.
On one side are his relatives and on the other side is his lover. No matter which side he chooses, he will lose half his life. For the first time in his life, Sang Muyang felt desperate and helpless.
Just when he felt hesitant, someone suddenly pulled his hand gently.
Qiao Sirui stared at him with tears in her eyes and choked up, "Yangyang, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you."
"Sister is right, I am indeed not a good woman. You will only suffer if you follow me. Let's break up."
Sang Muyang panicked and held her hand, saying, "Don't say that. None of this is your fault. My sisters just don't understand you."
Qiao Sirui cried and shook her head, then took out a passbook from her pocket and handed it to him: "I sold the house in my hometown. It was too old and worthless. It only sold for a little over 400,000 yuan. This money should be enough to pay back my sister."
Sang Muyang stared blankly at the blue passbook in his hand, his eyes suddenly moist: "Are you crazy? This is what your mother left for you."
Qiao Sirui rubbed her eyes and said, "It's only natural to pay back debts. This is what we should do."
"Sirui!" Sang Muyang hugged Qiao Sirui and began to cry.
Yan Zheng's heart was wrenched by this scene. He turned his gaze to Sang Tianen, who had no expression from beginning to end. Suddenly, he felt that he could not understand this woman.
In his opinion, Sang Tianen has always been a person with a hard mouth and a soft heart, but he didn't expect that she also had such a cold and ruthless side.
"Sang Muyang, the time has come, make your choice!" As if he was tired of this kind of scene, Sang Tianen frowned slightly and said coldly.
Sang Muyang was crying out of breath. He slowly pushed Qiao Sirui away and knelt on the ground with a thud.
I begged, "Sister, I beg you, please let me be with Sirui. I will clean for you and wash your clothes in the future, and you just let me be with her."
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