Chapter 190 Playing with the palm of your hand
This "battle" was too crazy. The bed was messy and wrinkled with filth. He Sang didn't want to be discovered by Sister Fang. There were many servants in the Liang family, so it was inevitable that the news would spread from one to two, and from two to three.
But Liang Jishen's most serious expression teased her, "What's wrong?"
At this moment, He Sang felt that a mature "bad man" was much more deadly than a bad boy. He had a temptation in his bones that was crazy, decadent, and attractive.
Her eyelids turned red.
Liang Jishen's smile widened. "Thank you, Sister Fang, for cleaning it up."
Sister Fang was puzzled. She had been serving in the old house for thirty years, and when had the Third Young Master ever been so polite to her?
He Sang ran over and lay on the bed without moving, "I still want to sleep——"
"It's half past eight, are you still sleeping?"
She burrowed into the quilt, breathing heavily, "I feel dizzy."
"Didn't the doctor say she's not pregnant? Miss He is sleepy and vomiting, she's clearly pregnant—" Before Sister Fang could finish her words, Liang Jishen stopped teasing He Sang and motioned for Sister Fang to leave, "Let her go back to sleep."
Sister Fang closed the door. Liang Jishen walked to the bedside and looked at her with his eyes lowered. "Are you embarrassed?"
He Sang felt wronged, "You don't help me."
He stroked her uncombed hair and asked, "Last night, Sister Fang was cleaning the study, and you were shouting from inside the room. Is she deaf?"
"You're torturing me on purpose."
Liang Jishen picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He put her down on the sink and took off the shower head to rinse her legs. "Let's meet your mother tomorrow to discuss the betrothal gift."
He Sang said nothing.
"What are you afraid of?" The man lowered his head and pressed against her, "Does my mother-in-law look down on me?"
She laughed, "You beat my stepfather that time, and my mother hates you."
"Huang Yong?"
Liang Ji was deeply impressed, "My mother-in-law should thank me."
"Thank u?"
"Didn't he have to lie down for two months due to a broken bone? He doesn't have the energy to gamble anymore, so he should lose less money."
He Sang stroked his cuff buttons and said, "My mother doesn't think so. She has a bad temper."
"I'll endure it."
"She feels sorry for my stepfather and might be taking revenge on his behalf."
"Tolerate."
He Sang raised his head and said firmly, "She can vent her anger while I'm here. I don't agree with that."
Liang Jishen couldn't help but smile, "You're protecting me?"
"I'll protect you."
He leaned close to He Sang's face and asked, "Now that you've become the general manager's wife, you've become more powerful?"
Cheng Xun returned and urged him that all senior executives must attend the chairman's funeral ceremony. Liang Jishen did not delay any further and hurriedly got in the car and rushed to Zhonghai.
He Sang took a shower and went downstairs to the restaurant. At the corner of the second floor, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Yao Wenjie in the living room, and Liang Chihui was sitting opposite the coffee table.
This was her clearest glimpse of Yao Wenjie's appearance.
No wonder she was so popular among the wealthy circles in Southeast Asia when she was young. Even though she is getting older, she can still easily beat the rich ladies in Hebei Province.
With such a stunningly beautiful mother, it is not surprising that Liang Chihui was born with a good appearance.
"You stayed in your father's study?"
Yao Wenji finished drinking the medicine and put a candy in her mouth, "No."
"The current mistress of the Liang family is Ji Xilan. You should avoid conflict with her." Liang Chihui refilled the cup with warm water and placed it next to her. "The third son has been promoted, and the third branch is in the limelight. It is wisest to avoid suspicion."
"I'm trying to avoid suspicion, but what about you?" Yao Wenji stared at him meaningfully. "Even with the Third Brother present, you didn't even restrain yourself. The girl was upset, but you were so anxious, hiding in the corner and staring anxiously."
He chuckled, "You were watching me on the third floor."
"It was a coincidence."
"That's a coincidence." Liang Chihui crossed one leg, sitting in a generous and casual manner. "What's your impression?"
Yao Wenji stroked the glass texture of the water glass. "I'd rate her face 6 points. She's not squeamish at work and is quite well-behaved. I'd rate her personality 7 points."
"You have too high standards." He brushed his trouser legs, his expression firm and formal. "She deserves nine points."
"Are you, the wild horse, going to settle down?" Yao Wenji couldn't help laughing. "I don't know what you're thinking, but I only know that offending the Third Brother will lead to endless troubles. As for whether it's worth it, you should weigh the cost yourself."
She spit out the candy in her mouth and threw it into the ashtray. "I'm going to the hospital for a follow-up check."
The young master of the Liang family was very polite. Yao Wenjie got up from the sofa, and Liang Chihui also stood up politely and watched her leave.
He kept his back to the stairs, but spoke slowly, "Miss He, you must be tired of standing. Come down and sit down."
He Sang was not eavesdropping, she was standing there openly. It was just that the second wife was chatting. She was now the future daughter-in-law of the third wife, so it was not convenient for her to go up and disturb them.
"I didn't hear anything—"
"It's okay for Miss He to hear it." He interrupted, turning slowly, "It's not a secret, and it has nothing to do with Aunt Ji and the third child."
He Sang stepped down the last step, and Liang Chihui came to greet her, "Are you feeling better?"
"I just didn't get enough rest. I'm going to take some Chinese medicine to recuperate."
Liang Chihui jokingly teased, "It seems I'll have to wait a little longer before becoming the second uncle."
"Instead of looking forward to being a second uncle, you should look forward to being a father."
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Where is the child's mother?"
He Sang thought about it for a second. Miss Fang was a good match for him in terms of appearance, but her family background was suitable.
But she couldn't say this. Fang Anyi was the most delicate character between her and Liang Chihui. After all, he provoked Miss Fang in order to rescue her and Liang Jishen.
“There will always be one.”
"Yes, there will definitely be one." He said thoughtfully, "Please ask Miss He to check it when the time comes."
He Sang was stunned. "You have such a good eye for people, why do you need me to check?"
"You never know, Miss He might be needed."
She looked at Liang Chihui, the man smiled faintly, nodded, put on his coat and left.
......
Liang Chihui went to the Municipal Bureau.
Zhao Kai was on a mission in Changning District. His deputy was on duty. His subordinates brought Liang Chihui into the reception room, and his deputy soon came over.
The deputy didn't expect Liang Chihui to use this trick, which caught him off guard. Zhao Kai sounded out his intentions at the old house, and he obviously didn't intend to show up, so the reception room was completely undeployed, and there was no time for temporary deployment. They intended to eavesdrop and collect evidence, but their plans were ruined.
The most important thing is that Zhao Kai has already agreed to the meeting. It would be a joke to go back on his word. Liang Chihui is so smart and vigilant that he will definitely see through Zhao Kai's plan at a glance and will not be able to catch him in the future.
The deputy ordered his subordinates to take Feng Zhikui to the reception room.
Across the window, Liang Chihui sat down, and Feng Zhikui also sat down.
Since no public prosecution has been filed yet, Feng Zhikui is still detained for investigation. He is not handcuffed or shackled. The police officer was not present during the conversation and was patrolling behind a small door.
Liang Chihui looked at him calmly, "Are you going to change your confession?"
"Zhao Kai told me that you refused to come." Feng Zhikui gritted his teeth and said, "I suspect you are trying to trick me and leave me alone."
"You're right to suspect that." Liang Chihui didn't even bother to put on a show. "Isn't it a waste of time for me to go to so much trouble to rescue a piece of trash?"
Feng Zhikui looked murderous.
In this line of work, his life is hanging by a thread, and he is always in danger.
From prosperity to poverty, from life to death, if you are not careful, you will fall from heaven to hell.
He was mentally prepared.
But I'm not willing to give up.
He was unwilling to fail in Liang Chihui's hands and become his stepping stone.
"Since you're not keeping your word, why shouldn't I change my confession? Of course I will, and I'll do it now!"
Feng Zhikui turned his head and was about to call the patrol police officer when Liang Chihui raised his hand, pinched a photo between his index and middle fingers, and turned it casually.
"You——" Feng Zhikui was shocked.
"Old Feng, your mistress gave birth to a daughter in Thailand five years ago. Why didn't you tell me the good news? I would have at least given you a big red envelope."
"Liang Chihui..." Feng Zhikui's face turned pale and he slumped in the chair.
The man admired the mother and daughter in the photo. "A daughter is a father's lifeblood, Lao Feng. I actually envy you. I don't have a sister, and I don't have a daughter. Maybe I'll have one in the future, and it would be best if she were as cute as your daughter."
Feng Zhikui clenched his fists tightly, his pupils bloodshot.
"Don't worry, I don't bother to harm women and children. But whether they will end up in poverty or in wealth and glory depends on your choice."
Liang Chihui looked at him with a smile.
After a long pause, Feng Zhikui's hands trembled. "I never exposed them, mother and daughter. Huang Biao and I are relatives, and he didn't know about it. You know everything about my family. From the day I worked for you, including the day Huang Biao came to you, you never trusted us. You treated us like dogs, tied with a leash. If the dog is obedient, you feed it. If it turns against you, you strangle it."
Feng Zhikui had never been so afraid of anyone.
He knew how cunning and treacherous Liang Chihui was.
He thought that Liang Chihui was only strict with his enemies and dissidents, but it turned out that he was also strict with his own people.
The so-called confidants and capable subordinates were all manipulated at his will.
Liang Chihui had been pinching their soft spots silently for four or five years, just waiting for this day.
"You're really patient." Feng Zhikui's eyes were red and bursting. "Huang Biao and I have been loyal to you all these years. You're wary of outsiders, but you're also wary of us?"
"It turns out that the precautions were correct." Liang Chihui's smile faded. "Aren't you going to drag me down with you?"
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