Chapter 179 You are worth a man's money
Liang Chihui found out that she didn't like drinking milk, so he took the thermos back and said, "You don't look very good. What do you like to eat? Let's replenish your nutrition."
"I ate Taoyuan's food yesterday. I'm not hungry." He Sang's appetite was not good all night. Although Zhao Kai asked for hot water, there was no shortage of hot water. The police officers on duty patrolled the entire building, with more than ten detention rooms and more than thirty detainees, and they had no time to take care of her. She only asked for hot water at four in the morning, and endured the rest.
At this moment, He Sang wanted to drink soy milk and rice porridge. Milk or soup were too greasy.
"I'll wait for him..."
"I'll contact the third brother, okay?"
He Sang was still stubborn, "I'll wait here."
Liang Chihui laughed stifledly. This girl was really stubborn and loyal. But stubborn as she was, women with too many tricks, like Ni Hong and Bingbing, would always be wary of men no matter how close they seemed on the surface.
Suitable for playing together, so you pay for her beauty. Not suitable for living with, so you pay for the rest of her life.
The more experienced a man is, the more he understands how rare it is to have someone by your side who is sincere and always cares about you.
"You're disturbing their work here. I'll go with you to the car and wait."
On the second floor, police officers were coming in and out to interrogate and collect evidence, and forensic doctors passed by from time to time. Zhao Kai was basically responsible for the major cases reported by various districts. The cases were difficult and the criminals were brutal. The narrow corridor was filled with a gloomy and anxious atmosphere.
He Sang's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't want to stay for another second. "You've saved me so many times, I can never repay you. Don't bother waiting with me. I'll wait outside by myself."
"I don't think it's a bother. If everything goes well between you and the third brother, maybe you'll be my sister-in-law. Why should we be so reserved?" Liang Chihui turned sideways. "I don't care if you repay my favor. I care that you can eat your meal in peace."
She clenched her hands, remained silent for a while, and followed Liang Chihui out of the municipal bureau building.
The man and the woman walked one after the other, and the lobby on the first floor reflected blue and white light. In the light and shadow, Liang Chihui had a solidified and heavy feeling.
He was thirty-four years old. Unlike the thirty-one-year-old Liang Jishen, who was in the prime of his masculine charm, gradually maturing and becoming more intense, Liang Chihui was at the peak of his powers. He was beginning to settle down and decline. But he showed no trace of the erosion of time. Beneath his handsome and mellow appearance, he seemed to be growing a blazing, sincere flame.
Liang Chihui's wrinkles and vicissitudes of life have been burned away, but he still looks ageless and fatigue-free.
Like an evergreen pine.
He Sang stood on the steps and asked, "Where did you find Feng Zhikui?"
"Puhua Temple."
"Is it time to recuperate?"
Liang Chihui stood at the bottom of the stairs. There were three marble steps, and she was just tall enough to reach him.
"After the Hu family accused you of intentional injury, I arranged for Mrs. Hu to go to Yunhai Tower. Hu Dafa's business operations were infringing numerous regulations, and the city had been trying to investigate him. However, he had so many informants that every move would leak out. Hu Dafa is now paralyzed, and only a small number of his loyalists remain. The majority have fled. The city is preparing to seize the Hu family's assets, and Mrs. Hu is afraid of being implicated. I offered her money to purchase property abroad, but she was so greedy that she asked for 500 million."
He Sang walked down the stairs. "She framed me for blackmailing Hu Dafa. She's the one who's extorting money! I'm not worth 500 million, not even 5 million."
Liang Chihui's black windbreaker was brand new, shimmering in the sunlight. "We couldn't agree on a price, so I had to find another way. I found out that Mrs. Hu had a lover and they were frequently meeting at Puhua Temple. I bribed the abbot of Puhua Temple and learned that the lover was Feng Zhikui. He had become a monk under an assumed name, so even if Huang Biao confessed his crimes, the police wouldn't have guessed he was in the temple."
He Sang looked at him and said, "Feng Zhikui stabbed you at the border of Hebei Province. You were also at Puhua Temple during those days. Didn't he attack you again?"
Liang Chihui laughed. "He attacked at Puhua Temple, didn't he reveal his whereabouts to the police? He hates me, but he wants to live even more."
He Sang knew the whole story and thanked him solemnly, "Mr. Liang, I hope I can repay you one day."
"Do you want to repay me?" he asked seriously.
"To the best of my ability."
Liang Chihui also looked at her meaningfully, "Repaying you within your ability is not what I want. But making you feel embarrassed is also not what I want."
He Sang stood there for another half a minute and planned to go to the hospital opposite. There was a line of taxis at the door, so she took a taxi back to Jinyue Mansion first. She must not trouble Liang Chihui.
She felt like there was an invisible thread between them, sticking and encircling them. The more she struggled, the more it entangled her, and the more she struggled, the more it became like a dense vine. Liang Chihui had no intention of oppressing her, no ulterior motives. The phrase "brother-in-law" placed them in the perfect position. In a relationship based on courtesy, He Sang should be at ease.
But what does he want?
He and Liang Jishen have no brotherly relationship.
"Miss He." Liang Chihui suddenly called her.
He Sang raised his head.
"I don't have 500 million in cash flow. If I did, I would exchange your safety and freedom from Mrs. Hu at any cost. It's not just money. For a businessman, resources, status, and reputation are more valuable than money. I don't have 500 million, and I wouldn't frown at anything Mrs. Hu asks for beyond that." He paused. "Ms. He is worth a man's entire fortune."
He Sang's heart suddenly sank. At this moment, a car drove around the corner, accompanied by a rapid horn. Liang Jishen pushed open the driver's door and took big steps.
Zhao Kai informed him that there were witnesses and physical evidence, which were handled by Liang Chihui, and He Sang was taken away.
He drove all the way here from the teahouse forty kilometers away.
Liang Jishen had a secretive look on his face as he looked at Liang Chihui, who also looked at him without being arrogant or impatient, neither humble nor overbearing.
Their eyes met, Liang Ji took a deep breath, and walked up to He Sang. "Get in the car." He grabbed her wrist and opened the door. "I'll be right there."
He Sang leaned against the car window, the distance was too far, and he couldn't hear clearly what they were talking about. Liang Jishen didn't look too good, but Liang Chihui was gentle and calm. It seemed that the world's collapse, good and evil, grudges, etc., could not arouse his slightest emotion.
Li Zhen said that men who don't show their emotions are the most dangerous.
The seven emotions and six desires, joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, are human nature and are innate reactions.
When a man restrains his nature, if he is good, he is a god; if he is bad, he is a devil.
Liang Jishen turned his back to the car, tore open the cigarette package, took a bite of a cigarette, and threw the lighter back to the passenger seat. "I don't owe anyone a favor."
Liang Chihui looked at him with disdain and laughed, "Are you also talking about favors with my second brother?"
"You've gone to great lengths to win me over to deal with Liang Jing, haven't you? Kick him out of the Liang Group."
"You think too much." Liang Chihui's smile grew even wider. "Liang Jing is no match for me in the business world. Besides, he works in the province, so he won't be a hindrance to me."
Liang Jishen blew out a wisp of mist, and the mist melted in the bubbly sunlight. "It was your idea to have Feng Zhikui hide in Puhua Temple, right? He persuaded Mrs. Hu to donate money for incense and leave her name on the list. Hu Dafa is involved in that kind of business, and he had heard about the dirty secrets of Puhua Temple, so he raided the temple and caught Mrs. Hu in her affair. You tricked He Sang into going to Puhua Temple and fell into his clutches. If He Sang doesn't punish him, my temper will."
The man's eyes were cold. "I took on the lawsuit impulsively. Given my resume and status, this is an aggravated crime and I'm completely ruined. If Liang Jing considers my feelings and tries to save me, he'll also fall into your trap. You'll kill two birds with one stone."
Liang Chihui was also undercurrent, "I don't deny that I calculated Feng Zhikui, as for using He Sang to coerce you, I still disdain to use a woman, especially her."
"Why especially her?" His eyes became darker.
Liang Chihui didn't respond, put down the thermos and left.
Liang Jishen kicked it away, stared at the car disappearing at the intersection, stomped out the sparks from the cigarette butt, and sat back in the driver's seat.
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