After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 38 - : Si Chenli: It’s not your turn to bully my people

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Si Chenli: It’s not your turn to bully my people

“The wound isn’t on your body, so of course you cannot understand my pain,” Sang Shen slapped the table, his face souring to the extreme.

The medical staff, being relatively inexperienced and shy, blushed and thickened at the neck from the scolding but didn’t dare to retort, meekly walking back and complying, “Then I’ll dress the wound for you.”

Sang Qiao slightly frowned, unable to see why Sang Shen was making trouble out of nothing.

She went over by herself, bent down to search the first aid kit for some gauze and antiseptic, then walked back to An Chi, squatting down. Just as she was about to help him with his wide pant legs, a pair of large hands covered hers faster.

“I’ll do it,” Si Chenli crouched beside her, his breath warm on her earlobe, making her involuntarily tickle and shrink to the side.

At the same time, An Chi also voiced his objection, “Sister Qiao, I can handle it myself.”

Meanwhile, the camera operator at the main entrance didn’t dare to film the scene, fearing it would spark a heated debate, leaving the online viewers clueless about the situation.

[What’s happening? Why aren’t they filming Qiaoqiao and Brother Li?]

[I just faintly heard some noisy concern, has someone been hurt?]

[What exactly happened? I’m really curious.]

“Sir, I can take care of it myself,” An Chi reached out, taking the antiseptic and gauze from Sang Qiao’s hands and began to clean the wound himself.

Sang Qiao simply let him take over, stood up, and glanced at the heavy sword that had fallen on the ground.

She asked the workers present, “What happened?”

“It was my lack of control that injured the Sang Emperor, and by the time I realized, it was too late,” An Chi paused his actions, his face showing remorse.

“Sang Qiao, your young artist injured me, and you have nothing to say to me?” Sang Shen was immensely irritated at being ignored.

He was injured and Sang Qiao completely ignored him, showing no concern for his condition but instead caring for a stranger…

“Sang Emperor, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, and it has nothing to do with Sister Qiao.”

An Chi was quick to admit his error, nervously gripping the gauze in his hand, aware that he had caused trouble.

If Sang Qiao hadn’t been there today, perhaps Sang Shen wouldn’t have paid any mind to a small artist, but now, for some unfathomable reason, he just didn’t want to let this minor artist off easily.

“Just an apology and you think that settles it? How do you account for the time I’ve lost from being unable to shoot because of the injury?”

“Yeah, do you realize how much my Brother Shen’s time is worth per hour!” Sang Shen’s agent also chimed in, really unsure why the crew would hire such a clumsy newcomer.

“I…” An Chi was utterly unable to utter the words to offer compensation; he couldn’t afford it.

“Continue treating the wound,” Sang Qiao moved her lips, indicating this statement was for An Chi.

Then she looked up at Sang Shen and said, “Go to the hospital for an evaluation. If the evaluation shows that the injury is indeed preventing you from shooting, the necessary compensation will be transferred to your account in full.”

“Sang Qiao, what do you mean? Do you think my injury isn’t serious? If I say these injuries affect my shooting, they affect it.”

Sang Shen was completely infuriated, his voice raised several decibels. In the past, even slight bruises or bumps would have elicited concern from Sang Qiao.

Ultimately, it was Sang Qiao who had changed, now shielding everyone but him!

The huge sense of disparity overwhelmed his entire heart, making him even less willing to forgive easily.

Director Li subconsciously frowned, troubled by the sharp opposition between the siblings; despite being closest to each other, they now resembled enemies.

As he was about to speak and mediate, a deep male voice slowly came through.

“Since it affects the shooting, let’s replace the person. Second Young Master Sang, go home and heal. The Si Family’s hospitals are free for you for life, and I will also pay the loss of earnings to your father.” Si Chenli spoke calmly, yet his words carried a hint of threat.

“Are you Mr. Si?” Sang Shen’s agent widened his eyes in disbelief.

After all… lifetime free service at the Si Family’s hospitals isn’t something just anyone can offer; only members of the Si Family could wield such power, and judging by his appearance, this man was remarkably young.

The young master of the Si Family certainly did not have such boldness, then it must be the Mr. Si who never showed his face on social media yet wielded great power.

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Rumors said he used a wheelchair and was incredibly ugly, but… this… didn’t resemble him at all?

“Mr. Si, there is no need for you to intervene in the matter between Sang Qiao and me,” Sang Shen said, his tone revealing a sense of restrained anger.

With anyone else, he wouldn’t have to bow his head; unfortunately, this was Si Chenli.

Si Chenli’s lips slightly curled, his voice revealing a chill, “She is mine, and I won’t allow you to bully her.”

Sang Qiao’s ears softened, slightly moved, but she wanted to tell him that the cameras weren’t filming them anymore.

However, to see Sang Shen frustrated, she decided not to say anything that would ruin the mood.

“Xiao Shen, if your hand really hurts, rest for a few days. I can film someone else’s scenes first; it’s not a big deal. An Chi didn’t do it on purpose, look, why not let it go as a favor to Mr. Si?”

Director Li quickly spoke up, seeing the situation wasn’t right. After all, the Li Family and the Sang Family were old friends, and due to the Weibo incident, Sang Shen’s reputation was already tarnished.

If he offended Mr. Si as well, how would Xiao Shen continue in the entertainment industry?

“My hand is fine, maybe I just exaggerated the pain earlier, we can continue the shooting.”

Sang Shen had to swallow his pride silently, feeling extremely displeased.

“Alright, alright. An Chi, are you willing to forgive Xiao Shen? He was just worried about delaying the filming and spoke harshly, don’t take it to heart.”

“I understand the Sang Emperor, it was my fault to begin with, there’s nothing to forgive.”

Lu Anchi, aware that he was just a newcomer and moved that Mr. Si stood up for Qiaoqiao, didn’t dare to ask for more.

But his admiration for the Sang Emperor had now shifted from the beginning.

Si Chenli, with his dark, cold eyes, spoke indifferently, “If you can continue shooting, that’s great, but if the injury hurts, Si Family’s hospitals are always welcoming you.”

“Thank you, Mr. Si.” Sang Shen clenched his fists tightly, Mr. Si had intentionally embarrassed him in front of so many people, and Sang Qiao hadn’t spoken a word in his defense, which made him extremely displeased.

“Let’s eat.” Si Chenli picked up the casually placed food from the table and brought it over to the newcomer’s table.

Lu Anchi was pleasantly surprised, “Thank you, Mr. Si.”

“If anyone bullies you during the shooting, call me.” Sang Qiao sat across from him on a stool and didn’t forget to instruct him out loud.

After all, Sang Shen was at a disadvantage today, who knows if he would seek revenge privately in the future.

“Okay, Sister Qiao.” Lu Anchi felt cared for to the extent that even the pain in his leg seemed to disappear.

Seeing only strangers in Sang Qiao’s eyes, Sang Shen was furious, unable to eat a bite, he put down his chopsticks and walked towards them.

“Sang Qiao, I need to talk to you privately, come with me.”