Chapter 109 Don’t I love you enough?

Liang Chihui stood under the lamp, his face gentle. "Third brother, I know you're angry. You hold a high position in Hebei Province, have many enemies, and you're most afraid of rumors. It was Second Brother who didn't pay attention to the situation. I'm sorry." He tilted his head, noticing that He Sang was frightened, and gently reminded her, "Pour a cup of hot water."

He Sang had just taken a small step when Liang Jishen said, "Stop."

She suddenly stopped moving.

The man had unbuttoned all his clothes and his jacket was open, with the collar of his shirt hidden by the edge of the jacket. The muscles in his groin were bulging. He Sang understood that he was on the verge of exploding and was trying to control his emotions.

He sat down and looked at Liang Chihui's nightgown. The bedding in the middle of the bed was neatly laid out, exuding a woman's fragrance. He was familiar with this smell; it was He Sang's.

She doesn't wear perfume, but her clothes will definitely be scented. The fragrance of the incense is light, and the smell in the room won't be so strong unless you stay there for a few days.

"Ready to sleep?"

His voice was filled with anger, disgust, and frustration, too many things intertwined together, impacting He Sang, and her internal organs twisted.

"Wake up, get up and wash up?" Liang Jishen took a deep drag on his cigarette, and the tip of his tongue pushed out a piece of tobacco, with a bit of sinister hostility. "Liang Chihui, your cigarettes are not to my taste, but are my women to your taste?"

Liang Chihui frowned, "Old Third, I used to be a playboy. You can insult me, but don't insult your own woman."

"Why are you feeling guilty?" Liang Jishen stared at him with a cold tone, "I said, did she sleep with you? I asked if you were ready to go to bed."

He Sang was filled with shame and anger, "Liang Jishen..."

The man bit his cigarette and looked at her.

She was trembling all over and looked pitifully pale. "Mr. Liang is injured. I just came to the hotel to take care of him."

Liang Jishen still had a smile on his face, but it was as cold and indifferent as it could be. "The doctor doesn't care about him, does he need your care?"

"Boss Liang was injured because of me. I wanted to keep it a secret and avoid making a big deal out of it. I didn't expect someone to take pictures..." He Sang's lips were bloodless, and his words were incoherent and chaotic. "I was on top of him... The factory building was on fire, and the kidnappers poured gasoline on it. Boss Liang held me and jumped out the window to escape. He was the one who cushioned me, so I didn't get hurt."

Liang Jishen's smile completely disappeared.

He was willing to use him as a cushion under her. When had Liang Chihui ever been so kind and righteous to a woman?

He has a good reputation in the love field. He is generous and respectful to his female companions. Unlike those playboys who are morally corrupt, his serious girlfriends even call them beasts behind their backs. It is conceivable what kind of despicable behavior he has towards his short-term female companions.

The circle of wealthy and powerful children in Hebei Province was jokingly divided into two categories: one was men, and the other was the men of the Liang family.

Liang Chihui contributed a large part of his good reputation.

After all, Liang Jing and Liang Jishen don't like to get involved in the love field, but Liang Chihui is more involved.

But being respectable and generous doesn't mean he is willing to give and be sincere.

In most cases, the woman who left him would feel unhappy.

When they were in love, he was rich and romantic. He would date younger women on Women's Day and Valentine's Day, and give gifts on Children's Day. He was very dedicated and the woman was "spoiled". She was confused by him, but suddenly he broke up with her and they were done with. The woman couldn't recover for a year or two, and he started another relationship.

Liang Jishen didn't quite believe that a man like him who was good at playing love games would be sincere.

I always feel that something is wrong.

"Third brother, please wait a moment."

Liang Chihui took off the shirt and trousers in the closet, put them on in the bathroom, came out again, and sat down on the sofa opposite Liang Jishen.

"Your anger is directed at me. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to vent it, but don't bring harm to her."

He Sang stood there in a daze, not saying a word.

Liang Jishen put out his cigarette, stood up and walked straight towards her, "I have nothing to say to you."

He pulled He Sang over, and the sudden force made her lose her balance and stumble forward. The next second, Liang Jishen raised his arm.

"You were having a tryst with him in the apartment and were afraid I'd find out, so you booked a room in a hotel?"

"Third brother!" Liang Chihui's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and grabbed him, blocking He Sang with his body. "Don't listen to outsiders spreading rumors."

He counterattacked and checked Liang Chihui.

In a fight, Liang Chihui was clearly no match for him.

He Sang instinctively closed her eyes as a dark shadow fell over her head. The expected slap did not fall. The man's palm was dry and rough. He stroked her cheek and slowly exerted force, as if a thick net covered her, making it impossible to breathe.

"Am I not spoiling you enough? Am I not caring about you enough?"

No matter how angry Liang Jishen was with a woman, he rarely used violence, and he never even swore a word. Perhaps it was his subconscious demeanor, or perhaps he couldn't bear it. He restrained his strength and pressed his fingertips against her chin. He Sang raised her head under his control.

"Do you know what everyone in Zhonghai is saying about me?"

He Sang shook his head, then nodded, completely in a daze.

"I had originally decided to expose you to the public. Tell me, how should I expose you now that things have come to this?" Liang Jishen pinched her chin. "Should I expose that I share a woman with my own second brother? Should I expose that my woman, Liang Jishen, is unfaithful to me?"

He Sang's tears dripped onto the base of his thumb. Liang Jishen clenched his teeth, his hands trembling slightly, almost out of control. When he was about to take action, he loosened his teeth and let go of her. He turned around and pressed Liang Chihui hard, with his elbows stuck in his clavicle and Adam's apple.

Liang Jishen had fought on the front lines for ten years. While public prosecutions weren't criminal investigations, and the chance to engage in desperate battles with criminals wasn't often, he did manage to conduct cross-provincial and cross-national pursuits each month, often encountering desperate criminals and engaging in bare-knuckle combat. His skills were exceptional; even if eight or ten couldn't defeat him, he'd boast. At least three or five couldn't injure him. Liang Chihui, while tall and muscular, ultimately couldn't match the skills he'd honed through hard-fought combat.

Liang Chihui leaned against the wall and looked him in the eye. "Third brother, if you want to hit me or scold me, I will accept it. Let He Sang go first."

"What are you thinking?" Liang Jishen's oppression left no room for any gaps, cutting off all oxygen. The closed and suffocating feeling made Liang Chihui's forehead sweat, which was hot and painful.

With a sudden blow, each fist penetrated the flesh with a dull sound, which made He Sang's scalp tingle.

In the sight, Liang Chihui's white shirt was smudged with faint bloodstains. The minor wound had healed, but the major wound had not yet healed. Liang Jishen's fist hit his waist and abdomen, causing his wound to hit the wall, and he could not bear it at all.

He Sang ran over, crying and prying Liang Jishen's hands apart, "Let go... He has a back injury!"

Liang Chihui's first reaction was to push her away to avoid accidental injury. He looked at Liang Jishen, "He Sang is missing. I went to Zhonghai Group to look for you, but you didn't see me." Liang Chihui let him tear her apart and calmly questioned, "I called you on the way, but you didn't answer. There was a gambling incident in Guangping District, and Gu Jianghai assisted in the arrest. You turned off your phone all afternoon. I don't have Mr. Qiu's contact information, and I'm not familiar with Mrs. Qiu. I can't ask anyone for help. Do you expect me to watch her die and wait for you to collect her body?"

Liang Jishen's arms and chest were shaking, pitching, and twitching violently.

"I admit I hid it from you. My father went to the theater to see her alone that day, and I lost my composure in a hurry. What about you? Did you care about He Sang when she got into trouble this time? You didn't deal with the women around you properly. Their jealousy caused such a disaster. Why do you blame her? Public opinion influenced you and almost ruined her. She was ridiculed by Hu Dafa when she went on stage. I've investigated who the culprit of the photo incident is, and I'm sure you know it."

For a moment, Liang Jishen's heart stopped beating.

It was like buckets of cement were being poured in, and he sank again and again.

He Sang's breathing was rapid. She tried to touch his hand, but his fingers froze the moment she touched him. She couldn't help but sob, "You misunderstood... I clearly know about your relationship with Mr. Liang. How could I be so ignorant?"