Chapter 56 Brothers Fighting Over... Do you think Brother Jiayang likes my sister-in-law...?

Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but Zhou Jinqin felt that Jia Yang's behavior during the fierce battle just now was also somewhat subtle.

Even his rare expression of not smiling and his intriguing tone made Zhou Jinqin uneasy.

She shook her head, trying to shake off those awkward thoughts imposed upon her. On one hand, these were just her subjective and unreasonable guesses, not to be taken seriously. On the other hand, even if the other person really did have such inappropriate thoughts about her, she could only pretend to be unaware and give no response.

Zhou Jinqin smiled, trying her best to appear normal: "Yes, I'm married. It's not that I deliberately didn't mention it, it's just that there doesn't seem to be anything that needs to be mentioned. I just feel it's strange to suddenly talk about this kind of thing with other people. I don't think that many people would want to know about something that's not important to them."

The company protects employees' personal privacy well. Unless someone voluntarily reveals their personal information in the office, employees' personal information is generally not disclosed.

Jia Yang recalled how charming she had been nestled beside her husband just moments before, a stark contrast to her current distant and polite demeanor. He smiled self-deprecatingly, “That’s true, it’s enough for colleagues to talk about work.”

His words were rather distant. In the past, Zhou Jinqin would have been polite and exchanged a few pleasantries out of courtesy. However, given her current predicament and sense of unease, such remarks would only invite further speculation, so it was not appropriate for her to express too much of her opinion.

Unlike the ease they had when they arrived, the two harbored their own secrets on the way back, and both fell into silence.

Turning around, the company building is now in front of us. A little further ahead, we'll have to completely identify ourselves as colleagues and talk about work rather than personal matters.

Jia Yang broke the silence first: "You got married very young."

"Really?" Zhou Jinqin looked at him and smiled helplessly. "My parents can't wait for me to get married after graduation."

Jia Yang tried to discern a hint of resentment and coercion in her tone and expression, but then suddenly realized and despised himself for being so shameless. Did he really want to see her struggling in the marriage?

He shook his head, raised his slightly moist eyes, and smiled: "That's how old people are. My mom is urging them too, especially since my cousin's child is already in elementary school, she's even more anxious. Mr. Liang looks very young, and he got married early, and to such an outstanding girl like you, his family must be very satisfied."

“You’ve been fooled by him.” Zhou Jinqin couldn’t help but smile as she recalled Liang Minghe’s deceptive appearance. “He just turned twenty-nine last weekend. Before we got married, he was being pressured by his family just like you.”

Looking at her gentle smile, Jia Yang couldn't help but ask the question he had been thinking about for a long time: "So you came all the way to Shenzhen because of him?"

Zhou Jinqin shook her head, her gaze both gentle and resolute: "For myself."

Such a simple answer could give one a sense of luck, or even a strange, inexplicable smugness that welled up in their distress. Jia Yang suddenly felt like a shadowy rat.

If she were to comfort him in Zhou Jinqin's way, she would probably say that he was a tenacious green plant that sprouted from the cracks in the floor tiles, rather than a dirty, smelly, and destitute rat.

He selfishly thought that between them, they shouldn't bring up that insignificant person again. It was fine to remain in this self-deceptive, fabricated world, and just watching her was enough. Talking about work was fine too; at least this was a private territory that Liang Ming and she could never intrude upon.

Thinking this, Jia Yang's bittersweet heart felt a little sweeter.

Zhou Jinqin doesn't have mind-reading abilities, so of course she couldn't see what he was thinking. Besides, her attention was entirely focused on her conversation with Liang Minghe, so she was too scared and had no time to analyze things too much.

She typed on the keyboard, repeatedly instructing Liang Minghe not to be harsh with Liang Jiahe, fearing that the sensitive child would fall into endless emotional turmoil just like herself.

Liang Minghe looked at the message from Zhou Jinqin, but swallowed his words and readjusted them. He glanced at the somewhat reserved child in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said in a gentle tone, "Auntie has helped you get leave. You don't need to go to school this afternoon. I'll take you home later."

Liang Jiahe recognized the road outside. He could turn left at the next intersection and drive for a few more minutes to get home. The thought of not wanting to go home had outweighed his fear of Liang Minghe. He raised his voice, his neck stiff, "Brother, can I not go home?"

"No," Liang Minghe said coldly. "I already told you not to call me brother."

With the red light countdown about to end, Liang Jiahe hardened his heart and a wicked idea popped into his head.

"Okay, my sister-in-law's husband," Liang Jiahe muttered, "Do you think Jia Yang likes my sister-in-law?"

Liang Ming paused for a moment, then turned the steering wheel to the right when the light turned green, taking Liang Jiahe back to his home.

At the dining table, Liang Minghe placed several bags of snacks in front of Liang Jiahe. He stood in front of him with his arms crossed, and his height gave him an invisible but immense sense of pressure.

“I can temporarily not take you home, but you have to tell me everything in detail,” Liang Minghe said in an uncompromising tone. “Including why you skipped school, and how you met your sister-in-law and her colleague, you have to tell me everything, understand?”

Liang Jiahe nodded obediently and, under the other party's instructions, recounted his entire truancy story.

After hearing this, Liang Minghe scoffed coldly: "What's the point of your mouth? If someone insults you, can't you just insult them back?"

Liang Jiahe muttered under his breath, "My sister-in-law said that's only done by impolite people. I'm a civilized person."

"..." Having been tricked by his wife, Liang Minghe was at a loss for words. He remained silent for a long time before speaking again, "Then why don't you ask Lao Gao or Lao Bai to stand up for you? Anyway, I think they're pretty rude. Your dad told them to come and harass me, and they came and harass me."

Liang Jiahe glanced at him furtively: "I don't think this is a good idea..."

"Why didn't you say anything when they bullied you?" Liang Minghe was somewhat exasperated, but he also knew that he couldn't expect a child to solve this kind of problem on his own, so he simply stopped bringing it up. "Forget it, I'll have your dad settle it with money later, otherwise all that money he's earned will be wasted."

Seeing Liang Jiahe's wretched expression, his good mood completely ruined, he opened a bag of potato chips for him: "Eat up, once you're full you won't have time to think about these messy things."

Liang Jiahe stared longingly, but stubbornly insisted, "I want to lose weight."

"If only you were this stubborn when you were being bullied." Liang Minghe grabbed the potato chips and ate them without any hesitation. "Okay, now tell me about your sister-in-law and her colleague."

Liang Jiahe swallowed hard and said, "I skipped class to go to the bookstore to read comics. My sister-in-law came in with Jia Yang. She was so nice; she even gave me a comic book."

Kids' thoughts always jump around: "Sister-in-law's husband, should I eat one?"

The two of them browsing in the bookstore was already annoying enough for Liang Minghe, but now he also had to listen to the little brat calling Jia Yang "brother" and "sister-in-law" "husband" in comparison. Liang Minghe's temples throbbed.

He stuffed a potato chip into Liang Jiahe's mouth and said, "Listen, you're not allowed to call my sister-in-law's husband or Jia Yang's brother now."

"Why?" Liang Jiahe chewed and chewed, asking indistinctly, "It was clearly you who forbade me to call you brother, and it was my sister-in-law who made me call her brother."

As everyone knows, the sister-in-law's husband is her brother, and his way of addressing her makes it hard not to be misunderstood.

Liang Minghe said with a stern face, "If you don't want to go back, you have to listen to me."

“Okay, then I’ll call you Uncle Jia Yang. But what should I call you?” Liang Jiahe asked innocently.

Liang Minghe said, "Just call it whatever you always call it."

"Brother!" Liang Jiahe called out to him, unable to hide his joy.

"Is it really that big of a deal? It's just a title, why are you so happy about it?" Liang Minghe asked, puzzled.

“Fei Le in our class has an older brother who is also fat, but no one dares to bully him,” Liang Jiahe said.

Children are inherently drawn to strength. It seems that when they are in school, many children take pride in having connections with older students. Perhaps this is also a way for bullied children to protect themselves, just like the little girl who lit a match in the snow, which was filled with absolutely beautiful expectations.

Liang Minghe placed the remaining potato chips in front of Liang Jiahe and softened his tone: "Your sister-in-law said you didn't eat lunch, so eating some won't make you fat."

His brother was absolutely right, and Liang Jiahe enjoyed the meal without any qualms.

Under Liang Minghe's guidance, Liang Jiahe told everything he knew, confessing all that he had seen and heard in the bookstore.

There was nothing out of the ordinary, and Liang Minghe absolutely trusted Zhou Jinqin, but he just felt inexplicably uneasy.

He asked the child, "Why do you think Jia Yang likes your sister-in-law?"

Liang Jiahe said, "I saw that after he bought the books, he waited in the bookstore for his sister-in-law to come back."

Liang Minghe's face was dark, and Zhou Jinqin felt something was very wrong when she came home from get off work.

Fortunately, Liang Jiahe hadn't left yet, and was even planning to stay overnight, which put her at ease a little.

After learning about today's events, Liang Zongqiang may have intended to reconcile his two sons and ease the strained father-son relationship between himself and Liang Minghe, so he deliberately allowed Liang Jiahe to stay overnight.

Liang Minghe scoffed at this: "Aren't you afraid of losing your youngest son too?"

He pinched Zhou Jinqin's slightly smiling face and said with dissatisfaction, "You seem quite happy."

Absolutely! Today is Friday. If the intensity of what she did last week were the same, Zhou Jinqin would probably be up until sunrise again.

Moreover, Liang Minghe was still jealous of Jia Yang today, so the intensity of his jealousy would probably only be greater. Zhou Jinqin even suspected that she might faint before seeing the sun rise tomorrow.

She feigned innocence and said, "No, I just really like Jiahe."

"Oh, I see." Liang Minghe squinted at her. "I thought you didn't want to do it with me."

That evening, Zhou Jinqin did not expect that she would still not be able to escape Liang Minghe's determination.

It must have been agreed upon in advance regarding the overnight stay. Liang Jiahe volunteered to sleep on the recliner in the study. There was only one bedroom and one bed in the house, which was undoubtedly the best arrangement.

Although Liang Jiahe is on the chubby side, he is still a child, and the size and softness of the recliner in the study are more than enough for him.

Although things didn't develop exactly as Zhou Jinqin had imagined, they were still in the same room, and she thought that Liang Minghe would be able to control things somewhat, given that there was a child present.

But Liang Minghe didn't think so. He hugged Zhou Jinqin, who was sleeping next to him, from behind, and breathed softly on her trembling earlobe: "I don't think I told you that I specially had the study soundproofed so that it would be easier to record some voice messages at home."

Therefore, when Zhou Jinqin was outside the study, she could only faintly hear Liang Minghe's sobbing voice, but she couldn't understand his lines that were out of place for the two of them. That's why she had the misunderstanding that Liang Minghe was crying because of their argument.

Zhou Jinqin's heart suddenly panicked, and she pleaded in a soft voice, "Then can we not do it for so long?"

Liang Minghe asked her, "How long do you want to think about it?"

"Half an hour, is that okay?" Zhou Jinqin suggested an unrealistic duration.

Surprisingly, Liang Minghe agreed.

He swiftly pulled Zhou Jinqin onto his chest, raising an eyebrow and looking at her with a leisurely air: "Okay, but you have to do it."

Zhou Jinqin suddenly realized that she had given too long a timeframe. Based on her experience last time, even with Liang Minghe's help, she wouldn't last two minutes...

This plan was clearly not going to work. Zhou Jinqin's face flushed red, and she mumbled in a very low voice, "How about an hour?"

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Author's Note: Finally, 200,000 words! This book will probably become my longest book to date. [Sunglasses]

Jia Yang seems to be a lewd guy, but I'm not sure, I'll have to wait and see. [doge emoji]

This chapter is also titled: Liang Jiahe: Who Will Be My Brother?!