Chapter 238 The Virtuous Little Wife
"Second brother, I love you. Third brother has no one to lean on, no one loves him."
"His backers are the provincial government." Liang Chihui opened his eyes. "Lao Zhang, Lao Jiang is his mentor. He has no shortage of backers, and He Sang also loves him."
Yao Wenji was amused. "The third brother found a good girl. You are as good as him, so why can't you find one?"
Liang Chihui covered his face with his hands and returned to normal after a moment.
"Please rest."
He went out and went downstairs. He Sang was standing at the stairs on the second floor, holding a medicine box, like a gentle and virtuous little wife.
Liang Chihui stopped.
"Second brother."
He nodded and passed by.
He Sang hesitated for a second. That day in the wine cellar, he had been holding boxes for her, so he should have said something polite. "Is your back injury healed?"
Liang Chihui stopped, a few feet away, and asked, "Where's the injury on your shoulder?"
She said truthfully, "No."
The man's voice was cold, but his eyes were warm. "Which one is more serious, your shoulder injury or my back injury?"
He Sang was startled, "Your injury is serious..."
"If you haven't recovered, how can I recover?" Liang Chihui asked back.
She was speechless for a moment.
Liang Chihui looked at her for a long time. "It was just a joke. Don't feel burdened. The injury is almost healed."
He descended the steps and disappeared around the bend.
He Sang withdrew his gaze and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.
Ji Xilan sat at the dressing table, repeatedly looking in the mirror. "Liang Yanzhang's grip was really strong. It's swollen." She licked her back teeth. "My teeth are loose too..."
He Sang chuckled and quickly lowered his head.
Ji Xilan's ears were pointed, "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing." Liang Jishen crossed one leg and leaned lazily against the wall. "Who said we can't laugh?"
"I'm in such a mess, and you're laughing?" Ji Xilan said angrily. "You warned me not to offend Yao Wenji, and then you encouraged me to hit her. How could I win? She's only 1.75 meters tall. I could jump up and hit her!"
He Sang struggled to hold back his laughter and put the medicine box on the ground.
"Scolding Liang Yanzhang, you're so stupid! He's been so popular for thirty years, he's the boss of Hebei Province, how could he not slap me?" Ji Xilan complained with a sob, "It's been half an hour, and it's still burning, like a steamed bun with leavened dough."
He Sang lay on the medicine box, shaking.
Ji Xilan turned her head and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Come here." Liang Jishen said, "It's just a slap, not a knife. It's nothing serious. Look at you crying."
He Sang straightened up, stood at the foot of the wall, and turned his back to Ji Xilan.
Liang Jishen held her hand, looked at her face as she laughed until tears came out, and said to her seriously, "That's enough, Mom knows how you feel. Don't cry anymore."
Ji Xilan's attitude also softened, "Filial piety deserves praise."
He Sang grinned, and Liang Jishen blocked her lips with his index finger to stifle her laughter. The air hit her nose, causing a blister. Liang Jishen frowned and rubbed the blister off with his fingertips.
"You feel sorry for your mother, don't you?"
He Sang agreed, "Yes."
"She's filial, but are you?" Ji Xilan was full of complaints. "What are you up to? You've given up the title of Madam Liang. What if Liang Yanzhang and Yao Wenji remarry? After all this trouble, I finally made room for her."
"Yao Wenji will definitely not remarry." Liang Jishen played with He Sang's small hand, weighing it in his palm. "Don't worry."
"What's going on with the Liang family?"
He said calmly, "It's a very bad situation."
Ji Xilan was skeptical. "The Liang Group is doing fine right now. Is it true that if there's a problem, the board of directors doesn't know about it?"
"Liang Chihui centralized power, and the board of directors was just a figurehead. Apart from the year-end dividends, they had no right to interfere."
"The second brother is so powerful?" Ji Xilan was also panicked, "Can you beat him?"
"I can't win." Liang Ji kissed the back of He Sang's hand deeply. "I'm asking you to withdraw and protect your retreat. If my father gets into trouble and is attacked, I want to avoid implicating you."
Ji Xilan was confused and didn't understand the ins and outs of this. "Yan Zhang verbally promised that the second brother would inherit the group in the future. Liang Jing has returned to China and has had little contact with the old house, so there won't be much change in the succession. Isn't it unnecessary for the second brother to plot against Yan Zhang?"
"His goal is not just to inherit the family fortune, but also revenge. Revenge on my father, you, and Liang Jing." Liang Jishen lost his patience. "Please apply the medicine first."
He Sang walked to the dressing table and opened the medicine box. She was having a hard time holding back her laughter. Her eyes were red and wet. Ji Xilan took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Wipe it off. Don't cry."
She covered her eyelids, and Liang Jishen laughed behind her.
It almost made He Sang laugh.
"Is there any ointment to reduce the swelling?"
Ji Xilan loves beauty and takes good care of herself. She even makes a big deal out of a mosquito bite. Now that her skin is swollen like this, she is extremely irritated.
"I always get bumps and bruises during performances, so I'm very experienced in reducing swelling and bruises." He Sang held up two different ointments. "This one works better than this one. I'll tell Sister Rong later to just buy this one."
Her movements were skillful and her massage technique was steady. The ointment was cool and comfortable. Ji Xilan's attitude became even gentler. "You are very considerate. Your mother actually doesn't like you. She likes your idle stepfather?"
He Sang said nothing.
Liang Ji smiled deeply, "Her father died early, and her mother remarried. If you treat her well, she will naturally be filial to you in the future."
After applying the medicine, half of her face was oily. Ji Xilan wanted to put on a layer of foundation to cover it up, but He Sang stopped her, "The epidermis is already damaged. The chemicals are harmful. If the pores are blocked, they will rot."
When Ji Xilan heard about the rotten thing, she threw away the powder box and said, "Third brother, you should stay a few more days. Sister Rong didn't apply the medicine lightly."
He stood up from his chair. "The trouble in the other province hasn't been resolved yet, so I have to go back. Sister Fang is weak, so you can use her."
Walking out of the master bedroom, Liang Jishen stopped at the escalator. The living room on the first floor was empty, and Sister Rong was cleaning up the mess.
"Where's my father?"
Sister Rong didn't notice anyone was on the second floor and shuddered, "Director Liang is in the study."
Liang Jishen told He Sang to go back to the guest room, and he went straight to Liang Yanzhang's study.
In his hand was the business card of the underground bank manager.
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