Chapter 200: She is here, you can’t enter.
The next morning, Liang Yanzhang and Ji Xilan sat in the living room, their bodyguards moving in and out, carrying four large suitcases. Ji Xilan told Sister Rong that she trusted her more than Sister Fang, as Fang was Weng Qiong's dowry and didn't share her values.
The third wife's woman and the third wife's son are fighting for family property, status and future. It is deeply rooted in the old house, and one must be vigilant both inside and outside. Liang Yanzhang's personal driver, Lao Zheng, is Yao Wenji's spy. Although it has not been exposed openly, Ji Xilan has been in the Liang family for thirty years and is not blind.
Old Zheng and Sister Fang are the servants with the longest seniority. One surrenders to the second wife, and the other is loyal to the original wife. Ji Xilan feels a great sense of crisis.
"Your Uncle Gao settled in Hainan. His eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and invited Xilan and me to a full-month celebration." He glanced at Liang Jing. "The Gao family already has an eldest grandson and granddaughter, and they're showing off."
Liang Jing was drinking tea on the sofa. Upon hearing this, he put down the cup and left.
"stop!"
The man ignored her and walked away.
Liang Yanzhang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "It's useless!"
"Third brother, you are strong and He Sang is young. Why don't you try to have a grandson next year? Two in three years, three in five years. Your father and I can show off to him." Ji Xilan turned the topic to Liang Jishen.
He looked unhappy, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Where's He Sang?"
Sister Fang was cleaning the table. "Miss He is cooking porridge."
"Call her over."
"Don't scream." Liang Jishen was impatient. "Whether or not she can get pregnant is not a woman's problem, it's the quality of the man. Why are you putting pressure on her?"
"What's wrong with your quality?" Ji Xilan believed him 100%. "You trained in the army and were the all-around champion for three consecutive years. If there's something wrong with your quality, there won't be any healthy men left in Hebei Province."
"Physical strength and quality are not the same thing." Liang Jishen wanted to get over this as soon as possible. He was worried that He Sang would inevitably get anxious if she heard it, and he didn't want her to carry a psychological burden. "I'm busy with official duties, smoking, drinking, and staying up late for social events. I don't think I can handle it."
Ji Xilan was annoyed. "Just turn down the social engagement! You're the boss of Zhonghai, who dares to force you to go?"
Liang Jishen was becoming increasingly impatient. "I'm in the early stages of my tenure, so I have to socialize."
"you--"
"Father, Aunt Ji, how many days will you be gone?"
Liang Chihui came down from the second floor at this time and interrupted Ji Xilan's attack.
"A week, and I'll take a vacation in Hainan." Liang Yanzhang put on the Buddhist beads bracelet and walked out the door.
Ji Xilan naturally didn't want to be laughed at by the second wife, so she didn't urge him anymore. She just passed by Liang Jishen and winked, "You weigh the pros and cons."
He was silent.
The living room suddenly became deserted. Liang Chihui stood where Liang Jing had been. "Do you have a problem?"
He was fair-skinned and dressed in white. At first glance, he looked pale, but he was very handsome.
Men's appearances can be categorized as either masculine or feminine, and Liang Chihui clearly embodies the latter, as do many of the young idols on screen. He possesses a refined and noble demeanor, similar to Liang Jing, but his virtuous yet sinister aura and hidden edge undermine his feminine beauty and magnify his exceptional charm.
Liang Jishen's eyes were cold as he locked onto him, his tone gloomy, "Didn't you notice something was missing?"
He said nonchalantly, "What's missing?"
"You deliberately left your shirt button off. You know what you were planning." The man's face was full of unclear emotions, between joy and anger.
Liang Chihui remained calm and composed. "You have good eyesight. You can even distinguish a white button on a white counter." He said with a hint of sarcasm, "You can go into the kitchen, but I can't."
"She's here, you can't come in."
"You are too domineering." Liang Chihui sat down with his long legs crossed.
"I'll help you get the land in East City." Liang Jishen looked at him. "I'll pay you back what I owe you. Stay away from her. This is my last warning to you. I have the ability to take it, and I also have the ability to confiscate the land you've obtained."
Liang Chihui poured tea expressionlessly until Liang Jishen got out of the car and drove away. He then casually threw away the tea and left as well.
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He Sang changed his clothes at noon and prepared to go to the theater.
Her contract was transferred back to Hebei Province, and her salary was paid by the Hebei Provincial Drama Theater. She was absent too much in March, and after deducting miscellaneous expenses, she should have only received 20,000 yuan. However, she received 40,000 yuan in her account, which was an incorrect amount. She contacted the dean, but was told that her phone was turned off.
At the same time, Liang Chihui drove back to the old house and stepped into the iron gate. He Sang's bright and pretty figure came into his eyes right away.
In the southwest corner of the courtyard is an oval stone fish pond. The pond is very wide and covered with tiles. It rained in the early morning, and now the sun is out again. The golden light shines on the brick surface, reflecting a colorful water light. She holds the clothesline, stands in the deep water, with one foot on the ground and the other foot raised, trying to salvage the black lace hairpin in the pond.
Liang Chihui moved closer, but the hairpin was too light and floated uncontrollably in the middle of the pool, making it a long way short of her length.
"Your legs are too short to catch it."
The sudden male voice frightened He Sang so much that she trembled. The porcelain table was slippery, and her shoes slipped and she fell down the stairs.
Liang Chihui held her waist, steadied her, and immediately let go.
"Where's the bodyguard?"
"I'm sending Mr. Liang and Mrs. Liang to the airport."
He looked around, "Why didn't you call the servants?"
He Sang swung the pole in his hand, "Sister Fang's legs are shorter than mine..."
A muffled laugh came from the man above her head. She raised her eyes and looked into each other's eyes. There was a faint light in Liang Chihui's pupils, which were bright and deep, as clear and elegant as jade.
He has a thin figure, and the belt around his abdominal muscles is tied tightly, making him look slender and tall.
Li Zhen is a fan of Liang Chihui, a die-hard fan of his looks. She has mentioned many times that Liang Chihui's sexual charm is the best among all the men in Hebei Province. He is not as restrained as Liang Jing, nor as domineering as Liang Jishen. He is just the right amount of fat and thin, which can arouse women's desire and make them feel horny.
He Sang looked away and continued fishing. Every time he was about to catch something, the rod tip would hit the water and the hairpin would flutter away.
She walked to the other side and saw a concave and convex stone trough at the drain. She stepped on the convex part, but the bricks were thin and she had to stand on tiptoe to steady herself, and it was shaky.
Liang Chihui also walked over, keeping a moderate distance from her, and protected her silently. If she fell, he was sure that he could pull her back.
“Is it important to issue a card?”
"It's not important. I'm afraid of polluting the pond." She swung the rod again and again, each time failing. She remained calm and composed. "Sister Fang told me that Mr. Liang raises valuable white dragon fish and anchovy snakehead. If they die in the next few days, I'll be blamed. I fished them out quietly, and no one knows."
Liang Chihui couldn't help but think that the third brother and Liang Jing were the same kind of people. They were as firm as a rock in the world of romance and never fell for beauty. He Sang conquered the third brother and coaxed Liang Jing into not hating her. It was probably because of her good temper. Although she was soft, she was tough at heart.
His smile grew wider, and his eyes seemed to overflow with something rich. His voice was deep and slow, "How come no one knows? Don't I know?"
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