Chapter 166 Marry Her
Liang Jing sat upright and dignified, saying seriously, "I am me, you are you, stop trying to get involved with me." He wiped his mouth with a tissue and stood up. "I'm full, I'm leaving now."
"Brother, call her over." Liang Jishen was used to giving orders to his subordinates, and the tone of his words was half joking and half order. Liang Jing glanced at him and didn't care.
"Vice President Liang, do you have any other instructions?"
He became more serious and said, "That's all. Thank you, big brother."
After Liang Jing left, Liang Jishen simply exposed the truth, "Not only did you instigate Hu Dafa's wife to frame you, but you also bribed the fake monk from Puhua Temple to give false testimony."
Ji Xilan put down his chopsticks and said, "It's not me."
"No?" He tapped the edge of the table. "Except for you who tried every possible way to harm her and had the ability to do so, who else would have the guts to stir up trouble under my nose?"
"I didn't bribe him, so why should I admit it? Besides, Hu Dafa had a cerebral hemorrhage. It was because she was too ruthless. Did I force her to do it?"
Liang Jishen smoked only half of his cigarette, extinguishing the remaining half in the ashtray. "In short, the Liang family's daughter-in-law is in jail. The Liang family's reputation is ruined, and my future is ruined too."
Ji Xilan snorted and laughed, "Will I agree to let her marry me?"
He leaned back in his chair in silence. The longer he remained silent, the less room there was for maneuver.
"Yan Zhang!" Ji Xilan panicked, "Speak up."
Liang Yanzhang picked up the wine glass, feeling dissatisfied. He looked up and their eyes met. Liang Jishen had one leg crossed, with a smile on the corner of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
There was complete silence for a long while.
Liang Yanzhang was confused. The third brother's eyes were so unfathomable that he was frightened.
When the third brother first took office at China Overseas, he was relatively low-key and dormant. Now that the top leader is dead, it is 100% certain that the second-in-command will take over. The third brother's style of doing things is calm and sophisticated, and he has the style of a general. The industry talks about his private life, but they are also impressed by his methods.
He is becoming more and more powerful and can no longer be suppressed.
Liang Yanzhang put down his wine glass again.
Ji Xilan was puzzled, "Yan Zhang?"
"Alright." Liang Jishen said impatiently, "I'm here to inform you today that after the seventh day after the chairman's death, I will get the marriage certificate. Any objection will be invalid."
"It's easy for me to crush an actor!" Ji Xilan was so angry that his face turned red. "Third brother, think carefully!"
He smiled faintly, "You try it."
Ji Xilan slammed the table and said, "So what if I crush her to death? I gave birth to you and raised you. How dare you be so unfilial and unrighteous!"
"I certainly wouldn't dare be unfilial or unrighteous." The man's expression gradually collapsed. "Don't forget, you're the wife of the Liang family. You can only live a good life by relying on the Liang family. When the Liang family prospers, you prosper. When the Liang family declines, you suffer. The Zhonghai Group isn't as wealthy as the Liang Group, but it's far more powerful than the Liang family. If you piss me off, I'll cut off the Liang family's financial resources."
Ji Xilan swung her hand to slap Liang Jishen, but she didn't move at all and was ready to take the blow. Liang Yanzhang grabbed her at the critical moment and didn't allow her to argue.
"Yan Zhang, what do you mean? I was the one who brought them together. The Third Brother didn't like Fang Anyi, and the Fang family is humiliated. Fang Jingru and I can't explain ourselves!"
Liang Yanzhang felt dizzy and said, "I will come forward to explain to the Fang family."
Ji Xilan's eyes widened in disbelief, "You promised the third brother to marry He Sang?"
His original intention was naturally not to agree, but if he didn't agree, with the third brother's momentum, if the Liang Group really got left out, it wouldn't be a problem if he couldn't explain to the Fang family, but he wouldn't be able to explain to the board of directors.
Liang Yanzhang had a gloomy face and said nothing.
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Sister Fang accompanied Liang Jing back to Courtyard No. 3.
She was Weng Qiong's hired nanny, serving at the old house for forty years. When Liang Jing was abroad, she was the one who tipped off the assistants about any disturbances. Yao Wenji and Ji Xilan knew she was a spy, but since she was the original wife, they couldn't fire her.
It seems intolerant and disrespectful to the original wife.
Instead, it caused rumors.
The door of the guest room on the first floor was open and a desk lamp was on.
He Sang slept peacefully, with her long hair spread out on the pillow.
Liang Jing turned around, unbuckled his belt, and took out a set of home clothes from the cloakroom.
Sister Fang asked, "Should I wake her up?"
"Don't shout."
"The Third Young Master has a stubborn temper. Chairman Liang and Ji Xilan can't get over him. Ji Xilan must be furious to have a daughter-in-law who is a commoner."
Liang Jing said casually, "It's not that simple."
"No matter how difficult it is, can it be as difficult as you? My wife came to me in a dream and told me not to go to her memorial service during Qingming Festival if I don't get married. She doesn't want to see you." Sister Fang complained, "You should try your best. It's impossible for the eldest grandson or granddaughter to be born before you, right?"
"Quack." Liang Jing frowned, blocked Fang Jie outside the door, locked it, and changed his clothes.
Sister Fang's chattering woke up He Sang next door. She got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, and Liang Jing happened to come out too.
"Did you sleep well?"
She nodded.
"Are you not going to vomit anymore?"
He Sang recalled the afternoon when she lay sickly in Liang Jishen's arms. Liang Jing was a gentleman, and although she hadn't been deliberately being "sweet and cuddly," it was still rude. She felt awkward for no reason, "I have motion sickness, it's nothing serious..."
Liang Jing observed that her complexion had become much rosier, "The third brother wants you to come over."
She shifted her feet, nearly tripping, and steadied herself against the wall.
Liang Jing lowered his eyes. No women had ever visited Courtyard 3. Sister Fang brought her own slippers when she came to clean up. Ji Xilan was also tactful, playing the role of a kind and gentle stepmother to Liang Yanzhang. In private, she was very cold and never visited him. Therefore, there were only men's slippers on the shoe rack. He Sang was small, probably a size 35-36.5, and she was petite and chubby. In his size 43 slippers, they didn't fit together, and she had to hook her toes tightly to keep them from falling off.
He suddenly laughed and called Sister Fang, "Take her back."
He Sang was dazed when Fang Jie helped him to the entrance. She turned around and said, "Your driver opened the door for me. He's in the study. I didn't touch anything."
"Um."
Liang Jing opened the refrigerator to get some mint water. Outside the French window, there were about a dozen ornamental bamboo trees. The season had passed, and the leaves weren't as lush as they were in midwinter, but they were still a vibrant green. His home clothes were a deep, refreshing dark green, parallel to the bamboo, like a painting.
He Sang followed Sister Fang into the old house. The aroma of food hit her face and her appetite rumbled.
Walking into the restaurant, the dazzling crystal chandeliers create a solemn and eerie atmosphere.
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