Chapter 26 "I want you" is more charming than "I love you"
The car slowly drove away, and He Sang condensed into a small blue dot in the rearview mirror.
Liang Jing suddenly laughed, "Will she believe it?"
Lao Yang asked, "What do you believe in?"
"Poisoned."
"Ms. He is not stupid."
Liang Jing propped up his chin and stared out the window at the rows of dead trees that had fallen back. "He seems easy to control, but he actually has a very stubborn temper."
Old Yang turned around and drove to Xibei District. "What exactly does Director Liang mean?"
The man's eyes dimmed. "I didn't treat my mother well when she was alive. She's been dead for 37 years, but I'm pretending to be affectionate."
"Director Liang has feelings for his wife."
Liang Jing leaned against the back seat, feeling as cold as could be.
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside an antique restaurant. Liang Jing got out of the car and Cheng Xun greeted him at the door. "Mr. Liang, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
They went upstairs one after another and arrived at the private room. Cheng Xun knocked on the door and said, "Secretary Liang is here."
No response.
Cheng Xun was about to knock again when Liang Jing pushed the door open and walked in.
The man sitting behind the round table washed his hands, picked up the wine glass with ebony chopsticks, and dipped it into a pot of boiling water. "Brother, thank you for your help."
"I've done what you asked me to do." Liang Jing took off his gloves and stuffed them into his coat pocket. "You promised me that."
"Of course I won't cheat you, big brother." Liang Jishen picked up the envelope on the table and waved it in the air. "Here's what you want."
Liang Jing walked forward, took the envelope, tore off the seal, and revealed a blank piece of paper.
He had no patience to argue, "What on earth are you up to?"
"Brother, why are you in such a hurry?" Liang Ji took a sip of the steaming hot liquor. The spicy taste passed through his throat and he frowned.
"I never interfere in the Liang family's disputes, especially when it involves my father." Liang Jing's face suddenly darkened. "I've already transferred He Sang to a theater in another province. It's time for you to fulfill your promise."
Liang Jishen poured him a glass of wine and said, "We are only at the handover stage now. Can you guarantee that this matter will be concluded smoothly?"
He didn't appreciate the glass of wine. "Now that I've come forward, I won't give up halfway."
Liang Jishen winked at the door. Cheng Xun handed Liang Jing a brown paper bag containing a thick stack of documents. He flipped through it briefly and asked, "Where are those two people?"
"One of them is in the country and the other is missing."
"I want them all."
Liang Jishen laughed and said, "Then I did two things for Big Brother. It's not worth it."
Liang Jing was very confident, "The moment you found me, you accepted it, whether it was worth it or not."
After saying that, he turned around, took two steps and then stopped again, "You'd better keep your word. You know the consequences of playing tricks on me."
Liang Jing left the restaurant, got into the car, and pinched his brows tiredly.
Lao Yang put away the receipt and asked, "Do you believe him?"
"He had no reason to lie to me."
"The Third House and the Second House are fighting openly and secretly, so he has reason to frame the Second Young Master."
Liang Jing raised his eyelids, then closed them again. "Liang Jishen is not as treacherous as Liang Chihui."
Old Yang stopped talking.
*
He Sang didn't go to the theater for rehearsal those days. He was in the process of transferring to another hospital. The process was complicated, but it was almost done.
She didn't want to go out of town because she was unfamiliar with the place. Although Dean Huang promised to treat her like a mainstay, He Sang knew that if the first three shows after her arrival didn't sell out, she would be reduced to a supporting role.
There are quite a few girls with outstanding qualifications in this industry. They are eighteen or nineteen years old and look like bright flower buds. She is under a lot of pressure.
On Tuesday afternoon, Li Zhen called her and asked her to accompany her to a dinner party. Usually, the dinner parties that invited wealthy ladies were very grand and were attended by prominent figures. He Sang was really afraid of running into that person.
"Liang..."
"He won't come." Li Zhen said firmly, "Song He is sick."
Li Zhen is related to the chief surgeon of the People's Hospital, who is her uncle. Her grandmother gave birth to a baby boy at the age of 52. Her uncle's full moon banquet and the funeral of Li Zhen's grandfather were on the same day. Under the stimulation of great joy and sorrow, her grandmother withstood the test and lived to be 86 years old. The eulogy at the funeral was "The witch of Lijia Village who fought against fate." Li Zhen's uncle said that Song He's diagnosis report was that she fainted due to overwork.
He Sang couldn't understand it. He had never heard that she had a job. Liang Jishen treated her like a spoiled child every day. He had money and love whenever he wanted. How could she be tired?
Li Zhen was filled with indignation, "Are you tired from the bed?"
He Sang took a deep breath, "Where is he?"
"My uncle went to check on her ward, and Liang Laosan accompanied her without taking off his clothes. He also moved the documents to the ward and worked while taking care of her."
Her chest tightened. "I'm not going."
Li Zhen was anxious. "I want to wear high heels to outshine everyone else! If I can't stand steadily, I'll fall and have a miscarriage."
"Can I prevent you from having a miscarriage?"
She smiled, "Hold me up, at least I won't fall."
Li Zhen was quite considerate and prepared a dress. She knew He Sang's personality and that he was conservative and didn't like to show off, so she chose a pearl-colored long dress that covered the ankles. This color was very picky. It would make those with fair skin look brighter, but it would be a disaster for those with dark skin.
Fortunately, He Sang handled the role very well.
The figure and exposed neck are like transparent and soft bone china, bright and white.
When they arrived at the scene, the etiquette lady led Li Zhen through the VIP channel. He Sang had seen the world a few times with Liang Jishen before, so he felt quite uncomfortable. His shadow was everywhere, and she could see herself holding his arm and waiting for him to drink the toast.
"That one." Li Zhen pointed at the woman standing in the southeast corner. "Mrs. Xue, her husband is a son-in-law. Her family invested 80 million to support her son-in-law to start a live streaming company."
"Then what?"
"She had an affair with her own internet celebrity and became her ex-husband. The lawsuit over the division of property has caused a huge uproar in the city, and the Xue family has lost face. And she actually had the courage to come here."
He Sang choked.
"That." Li Zhen pointed to the northwest corner again, "Mrs. Meng, her husband is missing an egg."
He Sang couldn't help laughing, "Why?"
"Caught an adulterer, Mrs. Meng picked up a lamp and hit the mistress, but it hit the wrong side, causing Mr. Meng to burst blood on the spot. After strenuous efforts to save him, only the left side was saved, and the right side was damaged. People in the industry secretly call him the "Doudan Hero."
The inside story of a wealthy couple in the upper class is really explosive.
"What about your husband? Didn't the infertility leak out?"
Li Zhen was proud. "I'm so tight-lipped. They trust their sisters in their small group too much. Rich women are jealous of each other. They're jealous that your husband is richer, or that you're younger than me because of your beauty treatments. The ones who stab you in the back are usually the ones closest to you."
At this moment, there was a commotion behind him, mixed with a few unclear words from Mr. Liang. He Sang did not look back, but subconsciously clenched his fists, as if he was under a spell and could not move.
Li Zhen looked over there, obviously confused, "Guess who it is?"
She gritted her teeth but still couldn't stop trembling.
"Song He is really ill, but the Weiran Charity Gala has been held for over a dozen years and has a wide influence. The Liang family always attends, mostly with Liang Er representing the Liang Group, while Liang San rarely shows up. There's an unspoken secret in the industry: anyone who attends must be the current leader, or at the very least, the crown prince or future heir." Li Zhen looked surprised. "Is the Liang family going to have a major reshuffle?"
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