Chapter 260 I Miss Her
The man's heartbeat was vigorous and powerful, and his breathing was steady, like a majestic mountain standing tall on one side.
The manager was at the stairs. "Second Master, do you need anything?"
Liang Chihui lowered his eyes, seemingly looking at He Sang's back, but also seemingly looking elsewhere. After a moment, he reached out the tissue box, and his cufflinks happened to catch the aloe vera branch, nearly knocking it over. He held it with one hand and told the manager, "Please move on. Don't hurt the lady."
The manager smiled innocently, "Yes."
Liang Chihui glanced at him and walked away.
He Sang was actually quite considerate. She put on her coat specially. This coat had been kept in the back seat. She used it to keep warm at night when it rained in mid-month.
She didn't wear it when she went to the hospital at noon. She didn't remember whether Liang Chihui had seen her wearing it. Fortunately, it was a classic style and was worn quite a lot in Ji Province. There were no women in his life, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.
The Bentley drove out of the parking space and He Sang hurried to the front desk to pay the bill.
The cashier checked the records and said, "A customer in the private room has already paid for you."
She was stunned and broke out in a cold sweat. "Who?"
"Miss He is very brave." A woman's voice came slowly from behind her.
He Sang turned his head and looked at the other person clearly against the light. "It turned out to be Mr. Ni."
"Your heart is truly cold." Ni Hong took a long drag on her cigarette. "Chi Hui treated you well. I've been with him for ten years, and his treatment of me isn't even one thousandth of yours. He saved you when the factory building in the western suburbs exploded and caught fire. He took the brunt of the beating that Feng Zhikui sent to stop it. When that second-generation rich kid from another province, Young Master Chen, harassed you, he didn't hesitate to offend the Chen family and protect you from Young Master Chen's clutches. No matter how hard-hearted you are, it should have wavered."
He Sang looked around. Ni Hong didn't bring any bodyguards or drivers. It was most likely a private trip, not a business trip, and she wasn't traveling with Liang Chihui. "Are you going to expose me to him?"
Ni Hong blew out smoke rings and said nothing.
"Li Zhen and I are regular customers of Qingfeng Teahouse. You can be here, he can be here, so why can't I be here? You suspect I have bad intentions, and I suspect you too. Biting each other will only hurt each other. What's the point of having more enemies? You admitted with your own mouth that he treats me better than he treats you. You may not be able to defeat me in a fight, but instead, it will create a rift between you. It's not worth it, Mr. Ni."
"Miss He is very clever with words. She is worthy of being the woman trained by the Third Young Master." Ni Hong looked at her disdainfully, put out her cigarette, and walked away.
He Sang clenched his fingers, his heart pounding.
Ni Hong admires Liang Chihui. In her eyes, she is her "rival in love" and eliminating her will only benefit her.
What's more, the province is also investigating the mastermind behind the frame-up of Liang Jishen. Although Liang Yanzhang is the mastermind, Liang Chihui has come forward and the criticism is concentrated on him. Ni Hong must care about his safety.
Since I have evidence in my hands, Ni Hong will definitely inform on me.
He Sang did not delay and immediately found the manager and borrowed the teahouse's computer to send it to Gu Jianghai.
Gu Jianghai got off work in the evening and rushed to the Qiu family's manor. Mr. Qiu's gastroenteritis had been recurring. He liked to stay cool and was greedy. When the weather got hot, he secretly ate chilled watermelon. He had almost recovered, but he had another injection.
Mrs. Qiu complained to him while taking care of him, and casually greeted Gu Jianghai, "Mr. Liang is in the study, you go up by yourself."
Pushing open the study door, Liang Jishen's face was slightly pale, and his eye sockets were dark blue, indicating that he had not rested well.
The door swung open and he looked up, "You're here."
As scratchy as sandpaper.
Gu Jianghai was surprised, "Why is your voice like this?"
"I have a cold." Liang Jishen coughed violently and swallowed the pills dryly. "It's rainy in Hebei Province, and it's hot outside of Hebei Province. I can't adapt to the climate."
"I'll let you mess around! You're not a 20-year-old boy anymore, you're an old man in his 40s." Gu Jianghai joked.
Liang Jishen asked, "What's wrong?"
"Liang Chihui met with the supplier at Qingfeng Teahouse." Gu Jianghai opened the photo album on his phone. "Maybe in the next few days. He might turn himself in."
He laughed, "Guess who did it? He Sang!"
Liang Jishen's face was calm, so calm that there was not a single ripple.
His heart tightened little by little, and he felt so swollen and numb that his breathing became a little difficult. He opened the drawer, took out a pill from a small glass bottle, and held it under his tongue.
His voice became even hoarser, "Liang Chihui's anti-reconnaissance capabilities are not inferior to those of professionals."
Gu Jianghai said, "So Liang Chihui showed mercy to Xiao He. If it were someone else who dared to plot against him so blatantly, they would have been in big trouble long ago."
The bitter smell of medicine spread in the air. Gu Jianghai twisted his nose and said, "Take good care of yourself and work less overtime."
He turned and walked away.
"Old Gu."
Gu Jianghai stopped and turned around, "Hey."
"I miss her."
He was embarrassed, "Go back again?"
"Please be flexible." Liang Jishen smiled lazily, and after laughing for a while, he felt uncomfortable and continued to cough.
It is not easy for Liang Jishen to ask for help from others. It would be a lie to say that he has never asked for help once in these 32 years. At least it is no more than three times.
Gu Jianghai had a feeling that something had happened in Hebei Province.
"Wait until tomorrow. I'll notify the hospital to send a doctor over tonight to give you an IV. Your mentor loves you so much, and you're sick on my turf. Won't Old Zhang hate me to death?"
Liang Jishen chuckled.
As soon as Gu Jianghai left, Mrs. Qiu came into the study to bring some warm water. Liang Jishen leaned against the office chair with a depressed look on his face, holding a photo in his hand.
This photo was found in the compartment of his briefcase on the day he moved into the manor.
Mrs. Qiu took a glance and saw that it was He Sang.
Wearing a light yellow top and milky white trousers, she squatted in the green garden, with a high short ponytail and a sun hat, and was enveloped by the sunlight, looking bright and beautiful.
He Sang likes fresh and fresh clothes. Those who are not familiar with her think she is delicate and difficult to take care of, while those who are familiar with her know that she has a soft temper and is not annoying.
She was not aiming at the camera in the photo, so it seemed that Liang Jishen took the photo.
The aesthetic of a straight man is quite good, and the shooting angle is not bad.
“Where was it filmed?”
"The strawberry farm in the southern suburbs of Hebei Province." Liang Jishen laughed. "Last year, I was on a business trip and she was on tour, so she didn't go with me. She was supposed to go for three days, but it was delayed for a week. When I got home, she was crying and stuttering. I promised her that we could pick 10 kilograms of strawberries from the farm and eat as much as we wanted, and only then did she stop."
Mrs. Qiu also laughed, "Xiao He is an actress, her tears flow like water, luckily you dote on her."
"She's a crybaby." Liang Jishen stroked the photo. "She's very annoying when she's wronged, but she's also very strong when faced with difficulties. But being stubborn isn't like her."
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