Chapter 142 Can You Beat Me?
She recognized the man and was in disbelief for a moment, "Mr. Liang? You're back in Hebei Province."
Liang Chihui laughed and said, "Just got back."
"Your injury..."
"Healed."
He Sang sat up and said, "How can it be healed so quickly?"
Liang Chihui still smiled, "I am made of iron, and Miss He is like the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, isn't she?"
"You don't need to comfort me." She shook her head. "You sought justice for me and forced Feng Zhikui to retaliate. Ultimately, it was my family affairs that implicated you."
Liang Chihui tightened his hands on his knees, then loosened them again. A barely perceptible smile played on the corners of his lips. "Let's not talk about that. You saw me at Puhua Temple. Did the Third Brother blame you?"
He Sang said, "He didn't know."
"He didn't ask you."
“No.”
Liang Chihui didn't expect that Liang Jishen had changed his personality.
With his temper, he cannot tolerate any impurities in his emotions. If there is even a little doubt, he will make sure to get to the bottom of it.
He was willing to understand her and sympathize with her for going through a nightmare. It seemed that He Sang meant a lot to him.
The heavier the better.
After the board meeting ended, Liang Jishen handed over his official duties and returned to the hospital. In the corridor, he met Liang Chihui who was just leaving.
He stopped, and Liang Chihui also stopped.
"Second brother isn't running away anymore?" Liang Jishen teased.
"My eldest brother is returning home this weekend. The Liang family is making preparations, and the province has also prepared a welcoming banquet and commendation meeting. Father is prioritizing the overall situation and will no longer pursue my fault."
Liang Chihui's windbreaker was draped over his arm. It was hot in the ward, so he didn't wear it. Now it was a little cooler, so he put it on and buttoned it up, his throat filled with laughter. "Aunt Ji specially permed her hair. Don't you want to go back and see it?"
Liang Jishen was so angry that his solar plexus bulged.
Liang Jing has stepped down, and his specific position within the province is still to be determined. His resume puts him at least on par with Zhou Kun's father. At only 37, he naturally commands a great deal of attention. All attention will soon be focused on the Liang family. As the current wife, Ji Xilan, the elder of the three young masters and the mistress of the Liang family, she's bound to entertain the wives of the wealthy and powerful from all walks of life. Furthermore, Yao Wenji has moved back to the old house. Time never fails beauty, and Yao Wenji's charm surpasses hers. She's unwilling to lose the "beauty contest," so there's bound to be some serious action.
Liang Jing has always been arrogant and indifferent to his two stepmothers. He had to give them face in public and pay them some attention reluctantly, but in fact he didn't care about them. Ji Xilan was as high-profile as his original wife, which annoyed Liang Jing the most.
Liang Jishen reminded her that Liang Jing was the eldest son and his status in the Liang family was second only to Liang Yanzhang, so she could not suppress him.
Ji Xilan angrily cursed back, "Isn't the second wife a formal marriage? I am the legitimate wife of the Liang family, and I am his stepmother!"
Sure enough, Liang Chihui laughed at her.
Liang Jishen took off his tie and twirled it around his fingertips. "You've been hiding in Puhua Temple these past few days."
Liang Chihui's face was slightly disturbed, but he suppressed it in an instant, "Is Puhua Temple under your name?"
"What do I need a temple for?"
"Since it's not yours, you're meddling too much."
Liang Jishen stared at him intently, "Second brother has all sorts of tricks to deal with women, so of course I have to ask for their details."
He smiled calmly, "Ask."
One is good and the other is evil. The good is upright, dignified and noble, while the evil is provocative and extremely tempting.
The evil and vicious things always attract the attention at a moment.
"She went to Puhua Temple to burn incense and stayed overnight in the West Courtyard, while you were recuperating in the North Courtyard. Is that a coincidence?"
"It's a coincidence."
Liang Jishen's eyes were sharp, "I don't want there to be another coincidence next time."
The man raised his eyebrows and said, "A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman."
His face was covered with a layer of cold frost. "Liang Chihui, do you deserve a beating?"
Liang Chihui said with a forced smile, "Can you beat me? That night in the apartment, I didn't fight you and let you vent your anger. If I had fought, you might not have had the upper hand, or even been able to get out of that door."
Liang Jishen stared at him, "It's been a long time since I fought with my second brother."
He took a step back, rolled up the cuffs of his windbreaker, revealing his watch and shirt sleeves underneath, and replied nonchalantly, "I'm busy."
Liang Jishen's voice was cold, cold to the bone, "Stay away from her."
Liang Chihui straightened his back and patted Liang Jishen's shoulder. The latter leaned sideways, and his hand missed. He was not embarrassed at all, "I'll go back to the old house first, you hurry up."
The elevator door opened with a bang and closed with a bang.
The smell of disinfectant in the air is very pungent. When you inhale it, your lungs feel cold, but when you exhale, there is a burning sensation.
Liang Jishen doesn't mind that some men are obsessed with He Sang. She acts in dramas, walks on the catwalk, sings and dances. The nature of her work makes her the focus of men. If she loses her audience, she won't be able to continue in this line of work. He respects women's careers very much.
But Liang Chihui is different. He is shrewd and full of danger.
He approached someone and set up a trap with a clear purpose.
Almost no woman can resist his temptation.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon on the weekend, an international flight arrived at the Hebei Provincial Airport. Four special buses drove from the special lane to the aircraft gangway in turn. Lao Zhang's secretary got off the bus while answering the phone and directed the etiquette lady holding flowers to follow. The protocol department, ground staff and reception office gathered around. Five minutes later, the cabin door slowly opened, and the embassy escort personnel walked out of the cabin first. The first batch of etiquette ladies presented flowers. A giant welcome banner was hung on the front of the car, swaying vigorously in a gust of wind.
The man in the black windbreaker in the center has thick eyebrows and bright eyes. He looks heroic, but his temperament is gentle, and he has the demeanor of a man who is well-read and elegant.
He frowned slightly at this grand scene, whispered to the escort staff, canceled the flower-laying ceremony, and all the receptionists in the concierge department withdrew.
The long-awaited airport reception team greeted the man, and the leader extended his hand respectfully, "Secretary Liang has returned home in glory. Please come to Taoyuan to greet him."
The man took off his gloves, handed them to his accompanying subordinate, and shook hands with him. "I'm not a big shot, I don't care about ostentation."
"I understand." The team leader accompanied him off the plane and into the first car. "It's just a home-cooked meal. Your favorite hometown dishes. The wine is ordinary Du Kang wine. I didn't even arrange Moutai or Wuliangye."
The man smiled faintly, "I'm going to the office to report in. I won't be eating. Have you reserved a table?"
The tour leader said, "We booked it a week in advance. We attach great importance to your return."
The man pondered, "I remember there was an orphanage in Wanxi County."
"Five years ago, when you returned to the province to visit your family, you instructed us to take care of the adoption and follow-up issues. We have done so one by one. All of them are families that have no worries about food and clothing. Now there are only six children left waiting to be adopted."
"Take the kids to Taoyuan for dinner. Don't waste it. Put it on my account. You are not allowed to sign the bill at public expense."
The team leader closed the car door, and this car drove in the middle, while the other three cars drove out of the airport, one on the left, one on the right, and one at the back.
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