Chapter 22: She Looks a Bit Like Him
Song He was confused, "Why does Mr. Liang care about where I stayed last night?"
"I'm concerned about Ji Shen." Liang Chihui glanced meaningfully at the man in the living room. "You better hide your sweet fragrance and soft jade carefully. It doesn't matter if I bump into you. If Aunt Ji's efforts are in vain, this little girl will suffer."
Ji Xilan dreamed of having a daughter-in-law with a powerful background. Her son's background could not compete with the eldest son, and his influence could not compete with the second son. A powerful marriage would be of great help to the Liang Group.
At least, those stubborn directors who are bent on “appointing the most capable and senior person” will shut up a little.
Because his mother had gone insane, Liang Jishen had naturally become quite aloof and celibate over the years. He would not touch anything he did not like, and would be cautious with anything he liked, fighting an underground war.
"Little Gillian?" Song He was puzzled.
The man on the sofa raised his eyelids slightly and dismissed him indifferently, "Second brother, I won't see you off."
Liang Chihui smiled, put on his gloves calmly, and walked out the door.
Song He pondered for a while in the entrance hall, then walked towards the living room, "Ji Shen, your second brother seems to be hinting at something."
"Really? I didn't think so." He stood up and warmed a glass of fresh milk. "I prepared dendrobium and ginseng for your mother. Remember to bring them along."
Song He noticed that he had changed the subject and subconsciously looked around. Two sets of tableware in the restaurant caught her attention. "Ji Shen, whose tableware is that?"
The man sat down again, "Second brother's."
A slight fluctuation passed through her face.
It is impossible for Liang Chihui to have breakfast here, otherwise the atmosphere would not be so subtle if she suggested trying her cooking skills.
These two brothers are not on good terms with each other. Except when they meet Liang Yanzhang at the old house, they never sit at the same table.
Song He approached the dining area. The air was filled with the scent of Yulong tea perfume, which she had only smelled on a woman's clothes.
Her face turned pale. "Ji Shen, is he really your second brother?"
The man showed a hint of impatience, picked up the magazine on the table and threw it hard.
The sharp paper scraped across the jade tabletop, and the "crackling" sound irritated Song He. She stared at him, "Did you bring He Sang back?"
She went straight to the entrance and opened the shoe cabinet. There were white mid-calf boots in size 36, which were 90% or 100% new, while her shoe size was 37.
Song He picked up a boot and asked, "If you tell me you didn't bring her back, did you buy it for me?"
Liang Jishen tilted his head and stared at her.
"You promised me that you would break up with her." Song He's eyes flushed red. "Ji Shen, how could you lie to me? Our five years together—"
Suddenly, there was a sound of a door lock being turned in the room at the end. She was on the verge of collapse and rushed to the master bedroom like a madman.
He Sang held his breath and gripped the door handle tightly.
She wanted the door to open, but she also didn't want it to open.
When it comes to playing dirty, she is not as ruthless as Song He. Once the attack is opened, Song He will most likely get rid of her as soon as possible, and the scene of the car accident will be repeated.
But by opening it, Song He was forcing Liang Jishen.
"Xiao He."
Just as he was about to break into the room, Liang Jishen called out to Song He.
His voice was neither too high nor too low, and he was very calm. "You've got to think it over carefully."
Song He stood there, "So you admitted it."
"Admit what."
"She's in your room."
"Since you want to confront me, I have a question for you." Liang Jishen's brows darkened, as if covered in ink. "Do you know Li Tong?"
Song He's already pale face turned even paler.
"I tolerate everything you do, but you know my bottom line. The Liang family is the Liang family. You are by my side, so you shouldn't disobey or deceive me."
His dark pupils scrutinized her, without making it clear, but he had already torn off most of the veil. Song He felt a pang of fear in her heart, "Ji Shen, I'm not that kind of person."
"You knew it even though I didn't mention it?" Liang Jishen's eyes were cold and without any warmth.
She suddenly clenched her hands at her side, "At least I have no second thoughts about you."
The man put out the cigarette butt that was still lingering in the ashtray. "Don't be so smart. You will get what you want."
Song He seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and his fists slowly relaxed.
What she wanted was him.
It is the title of the wife of the third son of the Liang family.
After calming down, she also came to her senses.
No matter how much Liang Jishen likes a woman, he is in a superior position and will still feel disgusted if she goes too far. A rational man has a long-lasting side and a fickle side.
It is wise to maintain your reputation and then get rid of your opponents.
"My mother doesn't know anyone here, so I'll be staying with her for two days. I won't have time to take care of you. Miss He is very kind and righteous, and I can't thank her enough. I'm not a petty woman." Song He smiled. "Is she in there?"
Liang Jishen fixed his gaze on her for a long time before replying, "Not here."
"Okay, I'll go back to South Bay first." She walked to the storage room and took out the gifts, among which was an envelope with a secondary card inside, but there was no credit limit.
Song He was completely relieved. Liang Jishen not only treated her well, but also treated her mother with sincerity. He Sang could not get such treatment.
She was just Liang Jishen's plaything in his spare time.
It's so cheap to be jealous of her.
He Sang didn't come out of the master bedroom until there was no sound outside the door.
Liang Ji glanced at her deeply and asked, "Why are you hiding?"
She turned away and said, "Not hiding? Are you waiting for Miss Song to catch you cheating again?"
"What do you mean by catching an adulterer?" He chuckled, "Come here."
He Sang didn't move.
The man's smile faded a little. "Are you angry with me again?"
"I'm going back to the theater."
"Is there any show today?" He opened the financial magazine that was torn into two pieces with a dull look.
"There is one."
Ever since Cui Manli was demoted, the provincial theater's signboard changed from "Shuangshu Huadan" to "He's Huadan". He Sang's hands are almost full of plays, and he is counting on her to be a box office hit.
Liang Jishen said, "Ask the dean for leave and withdraw from tomorrow's play."
She frowned, "Tomorrow is my finale, I can't quit."
The man didn't waste any words, "Cheng Xun."
"Mr. Liang." Cheng Xun appeared behind He Sang without any warning. She was startled. He was always elusive.
"After the performance this afternoon, go pick her up and ask for leave for her."
He Sang was so angry that his temples were throbbing. "You are hegemonic."
The man hummed, "I always have."
She took off her slippers and sat cross-legged on the carpet.
The shirt barely covered her hips, and when it was stretched out, her calves were bare, and her light purple panties were faintly visible.
"stand up."
He Sang didn't respond to the commanding tone.
"Caught a cold during menstruation."
That time in the second half of the night, she had her period.
Liang Jishen was impeccable in this regard and was very concerned about her health. Even though the arrow on the string was swollen and uncomfortable, he just coaxed her and released it in another way.
He Sang mumbled incoherently and stood up.
He put down the magazine and asked, "Scold me?"
"I commend you for being a gentleman and thoughtful."
Liang Jishen sneered, "Are you bragging, you bastard? A dog can't spit out ivory."
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