Chapter 181 You Don’t Feel Afraid of Me, You Make Me Feel Afraid of You
Ji Xilan asked back, "What do you mean!"
"If He Sang is guilty, can she get out today? Is Zhao Kai just here to eat and do nothing?"
Ji Xilan hated He Sang to the extreme. "With you here to escort her, why can't she get out?"
Liang Jishen's expression was sinister. "If you hit her, it's like hitting your son. I'm stuck in the middle."
Ji Xilan was furious. He Sang was a jinx. The Liang family had already been in the spotlight because of the "photo scandal", and the funeral had led to detention and investigation. As long as she was involved, there would be no peace for a single day.
"Let go!"
"Did you hit her?"
"No."
Liang Jishen relaxed a little, and Ji Xilan took the opportunity to shake him off, played a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and slapped him down with a round palm.
The slap landed hard on Liang Jishen's face, making a crisp "pa" sound and causing his head to tilt.
Ji Xilan was stunned.
"Happy?" Liang Jishen straightened his back. "You won't stop until you hit her. I know you too well."
He also played a feint, and as his hands loosened, he leaned forward to block He Sang.
Ji Xilan's face turned pale and blue. "Third brother, I see through you. You'll be a bachelor for the rest of your life. If you marry a wife, will I have a place in the Liang family?"
"Whichever daughter-in-law you choose, you will certainly have a place in." Liang Jishen wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and blood oozed out.
He clenched his fist calmly and avoided He Sang, fearing that the bloodstain would scare her.
"You and your wife have been waiting at home, you for your son, and she for her husband. You have been waiting year after year. Don't blame your son for not coming home."
"What do you mean, me and my wife? It's your wife."
Liang Jishen's anger was exposed. "Marry the one you like, and then adopt a daughter for your father."
"Asshole—"
Ji Xilan was running around the living room like a headless fly, grabbing the clothesline on the balcony and saying, "I'm so sinful that I gave birth to such a stubborn thing like you!"
Liang Jishen hugged He Sang. His arms were strong and powerful. Her feet were completely off the ground. She stuck to him without shaking and was held steadily in his arms.
Ji Xilan chased him upstairs and locked the door with a slam.
It was exciting and thrilling. He Sang's heart was beating like a drum. "Will Madam Liang unlock the door and beat you?"
"She doesn't have the key."
The bedroom keys of Liang Jing and Liang Jishen were not in the old house. They valued the privacy of their territory. Liang Chihui didn't care. The nanny, the driver, and even Ji Xilan were allowed to enter and rummage around as they pleased. Those who didn't know him all thought he was not particular about details and had an open mind, so they ignored him.
In fact, the only things in the old house were his clothes, not a single document or bank card.
Ji Xilan was trembling all over and ordered the bodyguard to kick the door. The bodyguard witnessed this scene at the stairs and retreated, "The third young master's room?"
"Nonsense! Why would I need you for my own room?"
The bodyguard didn't move.
Ji Xilan was furious, "Are you rebelling?"
"Madam, forcefully kick the door open. The Third Young Master is getting impatient and hitting people. We can't defeat him."
In the past, the bodyguards were only afraid of Liang Jishen. He was indeed a good fighter and had trained in the army for a while. He was an all-rounder in land warfare. Fortunately, he did not attack easily. Although the bodyguards were afraid of him, they lived in peace and never had a fight.
Later, Liang Chihui's "love triangle" incident caused a sharp drop in the Liang Group's stock price, and he was placed under house arrest on the second floor. Yao Wenjie released him, and fought with him while the bodyguards were surrounding him. The usually gentle and polite second young master was extremely cruel and efficient, and he injured people without shedding blood.
The bodyguards collectively applied to Liang Yanzhang for resignation, unwilling to sacrifice their healthy limbs for money, but Liang Yanzhang did not approve.
"He dares to hit me while I'm here!" Ji Xilan glared.
The bodyguard hesitated, "Didn't the Third Young Master also lock you out?... Of course he wouldn't dare."
"I'll kick her myself!" Ji Xilan pulled the bodyguard away and kicked him again and again. "Liang Jishen, you have to marry her, right?"
"Okay." He answered simply.
Ji Xilan paused. After all, she was the one who raised him. Her tone softened, "If you were more sensible, why would I be angry?"
"Do you want to have grandchildren?"
"The Liang family is open-minded. Whether it's a grandson or a granddaughter, as long as you are willing to give birth, we will have equal inheritance rights in the future. Your father and I both want it." Ji Xilan stood on tiptoe to look at the third floor. Yao Wenjie happened to be resting. She advised earnestly, "But you must strive to be the first to give birth! The order of seniority is crucial. The eldest grandson is such a novelty! Give birth to a second or third. Your father will have experience and his surprise will be reduced. Liang Chihui is the most romantic. Maybe one day he will bring home a child. What if they are twins? It's a good omen. The whole Liang family will be his! I won't allow Yao Wenjie to be complacent!"
No movement.
Ji Xilan knocked on the door, "Third brother!"
Liang Jishen said lazily, "I'm racing against time to give birth to the Liang family's eldest grandson, what are you arguing about?"
"You——" Ji Xilan's eyes went dark.
The man pressed his hands against the wall, lowered his upper body, and leaned his tall body horizontally, broad and majestic, as he listened and laughed.
He was also worried that the bodyguard would kick the door and hit He Sang due to inertia, so he first protected her and sat her on the bed, then went back to block the door.
"The mother of my child is either He Sang or you can figure it out yourself. Whether the third branch will have no descendants or a prosperous one depends on your decision."
Liang Jishen pressed his long legs against the door. Ji Xilan kicked for a while but couldn't open it. She threw the clothesline and said, "Liang Jishen, if you dare, stay in there until next year!"
"Ten months from now, the three of us will choose an auspicious time to go out."
Ji Xilan gave one final kick and went downstairs in a rage.
The servant came upstairs carrying a bowl of bird's nest. "Madam, your dessert..."
"Go feed the goldfish!"
The servant shuddered.
The Third Young Master has provoked her again.
Every time I go back to the old house, I always provoke her.
Ji Xilan is too stubborn. She knows that her son is strong-willed and stubborn in his feelings, but she always has too much free time to provoke him, but she can never win.
If you lose, you can just feed whatever you catch in the fish pond, and many precious goldfish will die of starvation.
......
He Sang looked at Liang Jishen from the side. She was used to his heroic, sturdy and deep appearance. Occasionally, he would act crazy and ruffian, which she could not adapt to. However, she was fascinated by his appearance.
"Are you heartbroken?" He walked to the bedside, covered her eyelids, then withdrew his hand and covered them again.
His rough lines made He Sang's eyes swell up, "Mrs. Liang hit me, what are you trying to steal?"
The man was amused by her crying voice, "Is this a good thing? Should I compete with you?"
She turned her head away, and Liang Jishen let her do whatever she wanted and moved closer to her. He Sang turned her head to the other side, and he also turned around and moved closer.
He Sang was ashamed and angry, and buried his head in his shoulder, hiding his entire face.
"You know it's ugly, but why are you crying?" Liang Jishen gently stroked her back. "Other women cry like pear blossoms in the rain, but yours is so ugly."
Perhaps his word "ugly" hurt her, and she cried silently.
"You don't feel sorry for me." The man said helplessly, "You are trying to make me feel sorry for you."
He Sang chuckled, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"You're lying."
His left cheek was clearly burning red. Although Liang Jishen's skin was clean and without any spots or moles, his complexion was not fair, and he had not shaved his beard. Fingerprints should not have been visible, but they were. It was conceivable how much force Ji Xilan had used.
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