Chapter 164: Vomiting

"Robbing a woman in broad daylight, that's ridiculous!"

The village director shuddered, "The villagers are uneducated and don't understand the law..."

"Third Brother, please show some mercy." Liang Jing frowned. "Let me handle it. You two can go farm together."

The Hebei Provincial Government held Liang Jishen in high regard. He was Lao Zhang's favorite disciple, and in just a few months, he had dramatically overhauled the Zhonghai Group, earning the upper echelons his confidence. This time, during his rural mission, he made significant contributions to Wanxi County, a notoriously impoverished and difficult county. He cleaned up the internal affairs and suppressed corruption. Although he held no official position, he was acting on Lao Zhang's behalf, and the provincial government naturally approved his decision.

Even the county dared only to obey and not to overturn his decision.

On the way back to the city, He Sang passed a steep mountain road and felt nauseous due to the bumpy ride. He leaned on Liang Jishen's legs and looked sick all the way.

"uncomfortable?"

She shook her head.

Liang Jing was resting with his eyes closed in the passenger seat. He opened his eyes when he heard her and looked at her in the rearview mirror.

"Miss He, are you carsick?" Cheng Xun handed her plum candy and motion sickness medicine. Liang Jishen took it and fed her one.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of water.

Liang Jishen picked her up, her face was frighteningly pale.

"Didn't you sleep this morning?"

He Sang covered his lips and said, "I slept for a while, but I couldn't sleep well."

While wiping the water stains, he told Cheng Xun, "Go to the hospital first."

"Go back to the Liang family—" She was about to vomit again, lying in Liang Jishen's arms, her face buried in his shoulder, "Secretary Liang's legs are not convenient."

"It's okay." Liang Jing never took his eyes off the rearview mirror. "I'll sit in the car."

He Sang didn't want to bother him. He had been running around in Wanxi County for most of the day and his legs could no longer support him. What's more, she suffered from motion sickness, and couldn't eat or sleep well. In addition, she was too frightened, so it was normal for her to feel uncomfortable.

Liang Jishen hugged her, patting her back from time to time to help her calm down. "Go back to the old house and have a good sleep."

"I'm not going back to the old house."

He Sang was afraid of Ji Xilan. Every time he saw her, his scalp would go numb and he would feel weak.

Liang Jishen laughed and said, "An ugly daughter-in-law will have to meet her parents-in-law sooner or later. She can't escape it."

"I'm not ugly."

"Yeah." He straightened He Sang's shirt. It was a little short, revealing half of her snow-white, delicate waist. It was so beautiful that it was dazzling. "I've gotten used to it after seeing it for a long time. I really don't think it's ugly anymore."

"Mrs. Liang hates me..." she whispered.

Liang Jishen raised his chin and teased, "With Liang Jing here, Madam Liang hates him even more and won't be able to take care of you."

The man in front closed his eyes again and ignored him.

When I was almost at the old house, I received a call from a secretary saying that the chairman of China Overseas had passed away at the General Hospital ten minutes ago from multiple organ failure. He was 66 years old. The company's official website and Hebei Provincial TV Station would release an obituary at 7 pm.

Yesterday, when Dr. Li was treating Liang Jing, he also received a call from the first secretary. The chairman had a sudden myocardial infarction and was admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment. It was estimated that he could hold on until he returned to the city, but he only lasted one night.

Liang Jishen hung up the phone and kissed He Sang between the eyebrows. "I'm going to Zhonghai. You follow Liang Jing."

She agreed obediently.

He Sang made him worry-free in this regard. She would never hold him back in any important matters of his.

After getting off the overpass and heading towards the old house, Liang Jishen did not get out of the car. He lowered the window and watched He Sang help Liang Jing up the stairs and disappear at the front door.

The car turned around and drove away.

He Sang's pace was even slower than Liang Jing's. He lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you scared?"

She shuddered, "Mrs. Liang is very fierce."

Liang Jing chuckled. He Sang looked up, but there was no smile on his face, as if it was her illusion.

Cheng Xun informed the old house when he left and returned. The servants were waiting for Liang Jing at the entrance, "Mr. Liang, Madam, the eldest son is back——"

She nodded towards He Sang, "Miss He."

He Sang walked behind Liang Jing without saying a word.

Ji Xilan guessed that He Sang would follow. Who else could the third brother go to that poor and desolate place in Wanxi County if not for her?

The actors' tricks are truly amazing.

If Yao Wenjie had not cheated on Liang Yanzhang, it would have been her turn to become the third mistress of the Liang family.

Now, Yao Wenji had ulterior motives, and her relationship with Liang Yanzhang had eased. From time to time, he would reveal a hint of tenderness and affection, which made her restless and made her hate actors even more.

He Sang took a step forward, greeted him, and then stood behind Liang Jing again.

He turned slightly to the side, feeling strangely amused.

This girl is not tall, but she is quite smart.

"Father." Liang Jing called out and gestured to He Sang, "Help me upstairs."

Ji Xilan was a woman who could endure humiliation and bend and stretch herself. She was as humble as possible towards her eldest son. She bent her knees and squatted to examine Liang Jing's leg. "Are you lame? Isn't it just a sprain? Why are you going upstairs? Call a doctor!"

She was hypocritical, heartbroken and worried, "Yan Zhang! Liang Jing doesn't care about himself at all..."

Liang Yanzhang looked at his bandaged ankle and asked, "What are you doing in Wanxi County?"

"Inspection."

"Not taking over Liang's anymore?"

Liang Jing took off his coat expressionlessly and handed it to the servant. "The province has other arrangements."

"Old Chiang said you took the initiative to take the position." Liang Yanzhang was furious. "The board of directors is very optimistic about you. I'm old and want to step down. I want you to inherit the Liang family. You know that."

"You also know that you are old, so you should stop having thoughts that you shouldn't have. It's appropriate to adopt a granddaughter, but I can't afford to lose face in Hebei Province if I adopt a daughter." Liang Jing only picked up the second half of the sentence and ignored the first half.

Liang Yanzhang choked.

His face was ashen.

Liang Jing said to He Sang, "My briefcase is in Courtyard No. 3."

Courtyard No. 3 was Liang Jing's private residence. He Sang understood that he had deliberately sent her away. Liang Jishen was not at home, and it was too rude for an outsider like her to sleep in the old house. Liang Jing meant to go to his residence to rest, but he didn't go over so that she wouldn't feel uncomfortable living under the same roof.

Thoughtful and measured.

She nodded, "I'll get it..."

Liang Jing sat on the sofa. The servant brought him a cup of hot tea, which he drank slowly.

He Sang went out and saw a black off-road vehicle driving into the courtyard. A man got out of the driver's seat. It was almost evening and the huge Yishan Manor was in warm yellow. The light and shadow cast on the man's body, blurry at first and then gradually clear.

He Sang felt as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing in an instant, his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't utter a word. The words "Mr. Liang" were stuck in his throat, and he felt an inexplicable discomfort.

Liang Chihui did not continue walking, but stood there and stared at her, a very long stare.