Chapter 158 My Wife
Cheng Xun got out of the car and glanced into the yard. Liang Jishen, who was sitting in the back seat, got out immediately.
He Sang stood up to leave.
"stop."
She stopped subconsciously.
She was used to it, and listened to whatever he said.
Although Liang Jishen is a male chauvinist, he actually does not impose any excessive restrictions on women.
For example, if she gains some weight, gets a little tanned, or is not in good shape and not as pretty as before, he doesn't mind at all.
Unlike the men in the powerful and wealthy circles, who are overly demanding about a woman's face and figure, and will change the woman immediately if they are not satisfied.
He is quite tolerant, and the bottom line is that you must be loyal and obedient.
"Avoiding me?"
A familiar scent approached, different from the fresh and cold one in the past, but mixed with the fishy smell of earth. He Sang glanced at him secretly. His trousers and leather shoes were covered with a layer of yellow-brown mud and filth. His coat was not dirty, but was stained with dew.
Liang Ji loves cleanliness to the point of being a mysophobe.
There was a speck of dust on his shoulders, which he brushed off. This look was unprecedented.
She suppressed a laugh, "Did you fall?"
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Why hold it in? You'll get sick if you hold it in any longer." Liang Jishen said indulgently, "The road is closed, so we walked for a while."
He Sang looked past him and at the Hongqi SUV.
The cars in Liang Jishen's garage are all domestically produced Hongqi cars of various models. He rarely drives imported cars, and this is the case for everyone in their circle.
Cheng Xun laughed behind him, "Half of the highway in the southwest direction was paralyzed. Mr. Liang was anxious and insisted on going. When he reached the first row of Xiawa Village, I drove over to catch up with him."
He Sang whispered, "This is my territory, why would I hide from you?"
Liang Jishen was amused. "Your territory?" He lowered his head and looked at her from the side with a doting look. "Isn't this the village chief's house? My woman is the village chief?"
"Your woman is Miss Fang."
"It has nothing to do with her." Liang Jishen frowned.
He Sang's eyes were red, "Mrs. Liang likes Miss Fang."
In the box, I was clearly behaving myself, but Ji Xilan still wouldn't let me go, and his words showed undisguised disgust and exclusion towards me.
Forcing her to stay was just to humiliate her and make her feel inferior in front of Miss Fang.
Liang Jishen put his arm around her and said, "No one in the Liang family can threaten you no matter how much they like you, because I don't like you either."
She lowered her eyelids, "Don't you ever like it."
"That's not necessarily true." He was always serious no matter where he was, but he always teased her, teased her, and coaxed her. "If you come back to Ji Province with me, I will never like you again."
She stared at Liang Jishen's shirt buttons. The regular, smooth texture faintly reflected her. "I want to act in a play."
"You're performing at the Hebei Provincial Drama Theater. I'll transfer you back."
He Sang was still apprehensive. "Won't Hu Dafa's wife give me a hard time?"
"I've already said hello to Zhao Kai. He's from the Municipal Bureau."
She pushed the man and brushed off the loose dirt. "You stained my sweater. This is my favorite one."
Liang Jishen's face didn't look good.
As she sorted things out, she asked, "Are you here to inspect as well?"
"What am I inspecting?" the man controlled his temper. "I'm inspecting you."
Cheng Xun smoothed things over, "Madam arranged for Mr. Liang and Miss Fang to have dinner together, but Mr. Liang didn't eat. He returned to the apartment to accompany you last night, worried that you couldn't sleep. He heard the news again in the early morning and hurried here."
He Sang stroked the heart pattern on his sweater and said, "I was caught in a mudslide..."
Liang Jishen's heart tightened, and he was so tense that he couldn't breathe. "The theater didn't send you, but you rushed to sign up, and the phone couldn't get through."
The moment he received the call, the sky almost fell.
His hands were limp, and his vision was pitch black. Countless ropes were strangling him, entangling him, and grabbing him tightly.
Liang Jishen's heart had never beaten so violently before, as if thousands of ravines and gullies had suddenly collapsed, pressing him down so hard that he couldn't get away or break free.
Sinking again and again.
He checked He Sang from head to toe. There was a small cut behind his ear, caused by broken glass. The skin had peeled off, revealing pink tender flesh inside.
Liang Jishen's fingers stroked her, causing her to tremble.
"medicine."
Cheng Xun unzipped the suitcase, revealing a box full of trauma medicine, anti-inflammatory drugs and drinking water.
"The doctor is on the way." He tore open the ointment and applied it gently, causing He Sang to feel itchy.
"Are you injured elsewhere?"
She shook her head.
The man pinched her butt, pinched her legs, and patted her back, "Is the covered area not injured? Don't hide it."
The back of He Sang's ear turned even pinker, and she pushed his hand away.
Liang Jishen had no such thoughts at all. She had escaped death, so he had no mood to tease her. But she was lively and energetic and could even get angry with him, so he felt at ease.
"How did you get the news?"
The bus overturned, and everyone's cell phones were crushed. Hers was out of battery. It was the dead of night, and the county magistrate waited until eight o'clock when the provincial office came to work and reported Liang Jing's condition to Lao Zhang. The drama theater had just learned about it, and they would arrive in Wanxi County at least by noon.
"I informed the third brother." Liang Jing came out of the west room with a cane.
Liang Jishen went forward with a serious expression, "Brother, are you seriously injured?"
"Nothing serious."
"Left leg broken?"
Liang Jing remained calm, "Why don't you just go all the way and hope that I have my limbs amputated?"
"I wouldn't dare." Liang Jishen laughed, helped him down the stairs, and said, "No wonder Lao Zhang kept calling. It turns out he was worried about you."
For some reason, although the conditions in the countryside were difficult, Liang Jing was willing to stay for a few more days. Perhaps it was the customs and culture of Wanxi County that made him feel relaxed and comfortable, or perhaps it was the innocent children in the welfare home and the simple villagers... In short, he didn't want to go back to the city at the moment.
"Please tell Lao Zhang that I'm recuperating at Township Chief Wang's house."
Liang Jishen frowned, "You're not going back to the Liang family?"
Liang Jing looked at him disdainfully, "You're meddling in my affairs."
The village head came across the gate carrying bags of nutritional supplements. "Secretary Liang, I went to the town to buy these. There's nothing valuable in Xiawa Village. How can you be so lacking in nutrition?"
He put it in the kitchen, turned around, and saw Liang Jishen, "Vice President Liang is here too? I'm sorry for not welcoming you."
Liang Jishen, despite his status as the second-in-command of China Overseas Group, was generally humble and had a good reputation. He offered a handshake and said, "I'm just an ordinary businessman. I won't bother you."
"You're the general manager of a provincial enterprise, at the department level, my superior." The village head was a little embarrassed and consulted He Sang, "Mrs. Liang Ersan, the troupe had a car accident, and this consolation performance—"
"What?" Liang Jishen's expression was indescribably sinister. "Are you shouting slogans during military training?"
The village chief was a straightforward and honest man. "Secretary Liang didn't tell me whose wife she was... and I was afraid that calling her Miss He wouldn't be respectful enough. I really couldn't..."
"It's my wife." He spoke each word with emphasis.
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