Chapter 113: Am I sweet or is Xiao Chu sweet?
Liang Jishen's face darkened.
In fact, in the banquet hall, he noticed He Sang out of the corner of his eye.
She ate and drank in a corner, and didn't talk to anyone except Mrs. Qiu. Later, she sneaked to the temporary exit. Liang Jishen thought she was shy. There were many guests present who knew her. They didn't dare to tease the "male protagonist" of this scandal, but they dared to tease her, the "female protagonist". It was right for her to avoid the limelight.
He never expected that she was so bold as to hide in his car and drive it to the door of the Zhonghai Building.
"Who asked you to come up here?"
She shook her head, "I won't betray Secretary Cheng."
The man looked away and out the window. "Mrs. Qiu brought you here. Take her car."
"Mrs. Qiu doesn't care about me anymore," He Sang said pitifully. "She's made an appointment with another lady to get a massage."
Liang Jishen glanced at her clothes and saw a red dance dress similar to a Latin costume. It exposed what should be exposed and what shouldn't be exposed, but it was coquettish without being vulgar, charming without being coquettish. With her fair skin and watery eyes, it was clear that she was determined to seduce him.
He was indifferent, "Where did the clothes come from?"
He Sang was very well behaved. "I wore it to dance at the freshman performance. I didn't lose it at home. I drove back to change it, and then drove back to pick you up."
"Wear it and dance?" Liang Jishen's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could crush a fly. The white legs, white waist, and white chest made the boys below go crazy.
"There's a veil outside." She was very good at making men feel comfortable and keeping them in suspense. "I only took it off to show you."
His brows were indeed relaxed, and he leaned back in his chair without saying a word.
He Sang climbed from between the driver's seat and the passenger seat to the back seat, spread his knees, knelt on both sides of him, and sat on his legs.
Liang Jishen's brows tightened again.
She ignored him and put her arms around his neck, "Third brother, where are you going?"
"go home."
"Going back to the old house?"
His eyes flickered. "Go back to South Bay."
"Didn't you give up the lease on that apartment?" He Sang said slyly and proudly, "Mrs. Qiu told me."
On the way to Hebei Province, she retreated again and again. First, she was worried that if she appeared in Zhonghai, rumors would spread again. Second, she was worried that Liang Jishen would be angry and ignore her, or even not let her in, which would make her lose face.
Mrs. Qiu said that although Mr. Liang seemed angry, he was taking action secretly. Gu Jianghai arrested the kidnappers and detained Xin Xin and Miss Song. If it were not for Mr. Liang's instructions, He Sang and Liang Chihui would not have pursued the matter. Why would Gu Jianghai have gone to such lengths?
He Sang was not surprised that Xin Xin lost her power, but she was surprised that Liang Jishen had touched Song He.
He is a man who values love and affection. Even if you are only with him for one day, if you don't make him angry, he will remember that little bit of affection and guilt and will not kill you easily.
Mrs. Qiu informed He Sang of the whole story of the kidnapping. "Mr. Liang wants to settle all the old and new accounts together. Gu Jianghai has opened a case for investigation. He is angry with you, but he also protects you. You should try to appease him. He is not without grace."
He Sang put his lips to his and rubbed him, "Third brother, I know I was wrong."
Liang Jishen looked at her and said, "You are quite capable. Everyone around me has been bribed by you."
Mrs. Qiu and Cheng Xun helped her openly and secretly.
This little goblin is really popular and has great skills.
He Sang clung to him so tightly that he couldn't be pushed away. "I'm at my wit's end. I can only ask them for help, Third Brother..."
Liang Jishen turned his head away, avoiding her kiss. He Sang was relentless and insisted on kissing him. He was determined to avoid her. After a long period of pestering, she was exhausted and gave in. "Why don't you stick out your tongue? I don't mind the smell of cigarettes in your mouth."
The man laughed angrily, "You don't mind? I don't mind, okay?"
He Sang drank orange juice at the annual meeting. Liang Jishen didn't like sweet or sour food. She lifted her legs, hooked them around his waist, leaned back, reached over the passenger seat, grabbed the mineral water bottle on the center console, rinsed her mouth in front of him, and spit it back into the bottle, breathing down his neck, "It's neither sour nor sweet anymore."
Liang Jishen regained his expressionless face. "I'm warning you one last time. Get out of here."
She stubbornly remained motionless, confronting him in a stalemate.
Tonight he was responsible for seeing off the chairmen and vice-chairmen of state-owned and provincial enterprises, as well as some of those with slightly lower positions and CEOs of private enterprises. The executives of China Overseas Group were in charge of seeing them off, so he naturally could not condescend to them.
After seeing off a group of guests with the lowest positions, the executives saw the Hongqi L5 parked on the side of the road and immediately came over to say hello.
He Sang quickly lay down and got into Liang Jishen's spare suit. Her dance skirt was short, and when she bent over, half of her buttocks were exposed. The man covered the dazzling white with his big hand and turned off the reading light.
The lights from the headquarters building shone on the glass, casting a gloomy yellow hue on the dark carriage. An executive knocked on the door, "Vice President Liang, you're not leaving yet?"
Liang Jishen only lowered the window halfway, trying to block He Sang's view. "Waiting for the driver."
The executive was surprised, "Where's the second secretary? I remember the second secretary didn't drink."
He said calmly, "My hand is swollen and I can't drive."
Liang Jishen felt a stream of warm air gushing out from between his legs and seeping into his zipper. He pinched He Sang's butt with his fingers, and she clenched her teeth to hold back her laughter.
That subtle laughter eventually reached the ears of the executives, "Vice President Liang, is there a mistress in the golden car? Drinking is good for the fun, but you also have to take care of yourself."
Liang Jishen sat upright, dignified yet easygoing. "You're joking. I was just talking to my mother on the phone." He swiped his phone screen, revealing his call log. "I've been busy since March and have been taking frequent leave. I've been thankful for your support in running China Shipping. Once things get back on track, I'll be in charge of the group."
"Vice President Liang, you're too polite. You're the leader, and it's our duty to help you." The executives sneaked glances at the carriage from time to time. Liang Jishen was covered tightly, and the light was dim, so they couldn't see anything clearly.
But he was sure there was a woman inside.
"Your newly promoted Assistant Jiang is so loyal that he blocked more than a dozen glasses of wine for you. I admire your ability to judge people."
Liang Jishen smiled faintly, unnoticedly resolving the misunderstanding, "She's in the car behind."
The executive also laughed, "I think I saw Miss He in the backstage. She was there with Mrs. Qiu from another province."
The man hummed.
The executive felt bored and said, "I won't delay Vice President Liang any longer. I'll take my leave now."
After the other party left, Liang Jishen shook his legs and said, "Why are you hiding?"
He Sang sat up and said, "I don't want to cause you any trouble."
His expression darkened. "Now you understand you're causing me trouble?"
Liang Jishen originally planned to take advantage of the fact that the news of Ji Xilan's adoption of a goddaughter had not yet spread widely, and make a move first and report later at the annual meeting, openly announcing the identity of He Sang's girlfriend. No matter how angry the Liang family and the provincial government were, it would be of no avail.
You can't force him to contradict himself, make it public, and then deny it.
However, after this incident, it is not a matter of delaying the disclosure. It is probably impossible to disclose it. No matter when it is disclosed, public opinion will bring up this matter again, and the Liang Group will also be affected. If it affects the stock price of China Overseas Group and causes economic losses to the province, he will be held accountable by the higher-ups, and even Lao Zhang will suffer.
He Sang leaned against him, "Third brother, do you want to see me dance?"
Liang Jishen didn't say he wanted to, nor did he say he didn't want to, and continued looking out the window.
Her dancing skills were very strong, and she just twisted her body in his arms with great charm.
The tassels on her skirt flew up and down, brushing his wrist and the back of his hand. Her chest swayed in front of Liang Jishen's eyes. She hummed an unknown tune. The car was filled with the fragrance of her hair and clothes, which lingered in his nose.
Rubbing his sensitive areas.
"Third brother." He Sang whispered, "Am I sweeter or is Xiao Chu sweeter?"
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