Chapter 149 Do you want to protect He Sang?
Lao Zhang waited for a long time, but there was no response.
"Ji Shen?"
The man clenched his teeth, a bulge forming at his temple. His chest was filled with foul air, making his breathing difficult. After a long while, he regained his voice and said, "Vegetative."
"Yes, first-degree disability. Do you understand the severity of this? Hu Dafa attempted rape, there were no witnesses, and your mistress overreacted in self-defense. There's a monk testifying, and there's evidence of the murder weapon. She faces criminal responsibility."
Liang Jishen's hands were shaking. He picked up the wine glass, but it spilled over the glass and all over his trousers.
"Hu Dafa's wife sued He Sang, and Gu Jianghai was fully responsible. You refused to let him file the case, so he transferred it to Hebei Province. Then you threatened Zhao Kai, and Zhao Kai is your old classmate. What could he do? He simply asked for leave. Do you think Hu Dafa's wife would just let it go? She has someone behind the scenes, and she'll report it to Fang Jingru right away. Can you threaten Fang Jingru enough?"
Liang Jishen felt dizzy and the air in his chest pushed up to the root of his tongue, and he began to cough violently.
Mrs. Fang winked, "An Yi."
Fang Anyi poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Liang Jishen.
"Call someone." Mrs. Fang was anxious. "How can he drink if you don't call him?"
Fang Anyi's hands were round and white, like little lotus seeds. "Vice President Liang, drink some water."
Liang Jishen was about to brush the cup away when Old Zhang asked from the other end, "Is it Fang Jingru's daughter? Jishen, do you want to protect He Sang?"
He stopped.
"Fang Jingru wants his daughter to marry into the Liang family, and the news has spread. You rejected the Fang family, and he lost face. Now that He Sang's case is in his hands, do you think he will be lenient or strict?"
Liang Jishen's joints cracked when he pinched them.
"He Sang is twenty-three, right? Regardless of how many years she's sentenced to, how can a young woman in her prime with a criminal record, especially as an entertainer, survive in Hebei Province? You're openly dating and marrying her. What about your future? Will it be easy for you to survive the hardships of Southeast Asia? Will you be able to convince everyone when you take over Zhonghai and Liang's? The other CEO's wife is a good wife and mother, but your wife has a criminal record. Who would want to do business with you? You might as well give her a hand."
Liang Jishen's back was tense, and when it was stretched to the very end, it suddenly collapsed.
He hung up the phone and took the glass of water.
"Why call him Vice President Liang? It's so strange. If you call him by his name, he will agree to it." Ji Xilan pulled Fang Anyi over again, "What man wouldn't want a well-behaved girl like her?"
"Xi Lan, you love her too much and will spoil her." Mrs. Fang began to change her tone and stopped calling her Mrs. Liang and started calling her Xi Lan.
Fang Anyi's eyes drifted towards the door. She mustered up her courage and said, "Mom, Aunt Liang, I'm going out to wash my hands."
She came out of the box and saw Liang Chihui leaning against the wall smoking.
I'm smoking my second cigarette.
She didn't know if it was an illusion or the truth, his cigarettes didn't stink, Fang Anyi couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes, no one in the Fang family smoked. But at least she didn't dislike the smell of Liang Chihui's cigarettes.
She hesitated for a second, "Second Master Liang."
Liang Chihui turned sideways and looked at her indifferently.
"There's no dirt on your face."
"I know." His tone was also cold. He took a deep puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it into pieces with the sole of his leather shoe.
Liang Chihui ignored Fang Anyi like a stranger. The door opened and closed, hiding him and the captivating cold masculine scent.
They were strangers to her and she didn't know him at all.
Fang Anyi had only seen him at sporadic social dinners. She was with Mrs. Fang and the female family members, while he was at a distance, chatting and laughing with the men.
She didn't pay much attention to the gossip and discussions of those ladies.
Liang Chihui has a good alcohol tolerance and is popular with the opposite sex. He is 188 cm tall and is good at cutting profits, financing and communication in the business world. He is a top student in finance and has taught himself criminal law and industrial and commercial law.
The men in the Liang family are all educated and well-educated. Liang Yanzhang was one of the few college students in the 1980s. Otherwise, how could the extremely handsome Weng Qiong fall in love with him?
His three sons have the same genes as each other.
Fang Anyi was very depressed. Liang Chihui had no feelings for her, and Liang Jishen obviously didn't have any feelings for her either.
The Fang family values face the most. If she loses face, Mrs. Fang will scold her.
Born into a powerful family, she had no say in matters of marriage. She enjoyed the glory and privilege in the first half of her life and did not oppose her parents' orders, but she just didn't have much expectations.
Liang Chihui burned her ripples.
He was different from any other man. He was bad, so bad that he was naked and straightforward, a badness she had never experienced before. So he was a luminous, irresistible light.
Liang Chihui returned to the box, and Fang Anyi also went back after washing her hands.
"Third brother." Ji Xilan nudged Liang Jishen, "An Yi's birthday is coming soon."
Liang Jishen hummed, "What kind of gift do you like?"
Fang Jingru and his wife were very surprised. "The gift is not important, it's the thought that counts."
"Don't you have an imported pony at the Western Suburbs Horse Farm?" Ji Xilan said, striking while the iron was hot. "Does Anyi want to ride a horse? The third brother is a great equestrian."
Fang Anyi was in a trance. Mrs. Fang called her again, and she came back to her senses. "I'm fine."
Mrs. Fang clapped her hands and laughed, "Young people have a lot in common. Thank you, Vice President Liang, for helping An Yi broaden her horizons."
Liang Jishen showed no expression. "Just because a horse has thrown someone doesn't mean it can be ridden." He glanced at his phone, Old Zhang's words still ringing in his ears. His grip tightened. "I'll try my best to control myself and not throw her."
He Sang's mind went blank, and he gripped the seat tightly, making a squeaking sound.
Liang Chihui noticed that she was trembling all over, and suddenly held her hand, pried open her fingers little by little, and stroked her fingertips that were numb from pain.
The thick and warm touch made her stiffen.
The man appeared nonchalant, and no one could guess what he was doing under the table. "Being hard on yourself? Doesn't it hurt?"
He Sang scratched too hard and his nail scratched a small thorn, which was burning.
Liang Chihui massaged her just right, and she no longer felt any pain, so he stopped.
A man who is adept at controlling a woman's feelings must have been honed among women.
She instinctively pulled away, and when she was almost completely out, he held on again.
He Sang stiffened even more, "Mr. Liang..."
"Still catching?"
She didn't say anything.
"If I scratch my nail again, it will become infected and inflamed, and my hand will have to be amputated."
"Hand amputation?"
Liang Chihui was calm and serious, "You have no hands. You are the first disabled drama actor."
He Sang's nose was sore, "I won't catch it anymore."
He let out a laugh in his throat and let go of her.
Liang Jishen glanced at the bottom of the table. The hanging tablecloth was blown up by the wind, and his two hands just separated.
His face was as dark as ink.
He Sang suppressed his emotions and hurriedly left the box.
Ji Xilan curled her lips in annoyance, "You didn't even say hello, actors just have no manners."
She looked at Fang Anyi with a smile, "Mrs. Fang, I like Anyi so much. She is well-educated, well-mannered, and pretty."
Mrs. Fang nodded. "Jingru also arranged a blind date for me last year. It was with the young master of the Ye family. He was back in China to visit relatives and was also dealing with real estate. We had a meal together in Taoyuan. He said An Yi looked like Weng Meiling."
"A Hong Kong female star?"
Mrs. Fang laughed, "An Yi has a petite and round frame. She tried to lose weight, but she couldn't lose any."
Ji Xilan couldn't let go of it any more. "What a blessed face! Why would he lose weight? He has the most beautiful figure... The young master of the Ye family? The Ye family, one of the four great families?"
"Yes, An Yi doesn't like him. The young master of the Ye family is too fair and lacks masculinity."
Fang Anyi felt inexplicably slapped in the face.
Liang Chihui is fairer than the young master of the Ye family. It’s not that she doesn’t like fair skin, but she likes Liang Chihui’s masculine fair skin.
The tips of her ears turned red again.
Liang Jishen received a text message from Cheng Xun at this time. After just one glance, his hands that were supporting the edge of the table suddenly clenched. The back of his hand was covered with tangled blue veins, bulging so much that it seemed as if it was about to burst through the skin.
"Is that all right?" He was extremely depressed.
"What's wrong?" Ji Xilan paused her chat with Mrs. Fang and asked him in confusion.
"You've used your methods on your own son?" Liang Jishen's voice was hoarse, his eyes bloodshot with rage and anger. The dense bloodshot veins were terrifying under the white light. "You're so capable of distorting right and wrong and ruining the rest of a girl's life?"
Although Ji Xilan was not very intelligent, she was a smart woman after all, and she knew exactly what he was doing.
"Go home and tell me."
"Why do you want to go home and talk about it?" Liang Jishen stood up suddenly, and his momentum frightened Fang Anyi so much that she covered her mouth.
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