Chapter 265 Why don’t you wait for me?
He Sang was completely stunned, his whole body frozen in place.
She couldn't tell whether it was because she was afraid, or because she knew that if she got close to him, she would break down and become soft-hearted. She couldn't take a step forward, and her feet felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.
Liang Jishen, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked towards her with legs crossed. He blocked the neon lights and crowds around him, and the dark shadow pressed down, and the bustling and noisy night suddenly became silent.
He put his arm around He Sang's waist and smiled, "Are we going back to Jinyue Mansion?"
As if nothing had happened, He Sang stared at him blankly, his throat so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound.
"Are you stupid?" Liang Jishen smiled even more broadly and pinched her cheeks. They were smooth and tender, the result of his careful care and love.
If He Sang hadn't loved acting, loved having a career, he wouldn't have wanted to see her touring and practicing, exposed to the elements. He watched her scream her lines on stage, crying and laughing every day, catching up on performances for the Chinese government, in the poor theater conditions of fourth- and fifth-tier cities, and after a play in the sweltering heat of July and August, her costume soaked with sweat and exhaustion leading to heatstroke. His heart ached. She should have been lazy and free, clinging to him after work, untainted by the intrigues and bullying of the industry, always pampered, pure, and dependent on him.
Liang Jishen had fought through fire and water for ten years and never felt tired. But no matter what she did, he felt it was hard and always felt pity for her past.
"Are you worried about me?" He bent down and looked at her levelly, as if he was doting on a little girl. "I'm safe."
She took a deep breath, "Are you safe?"
"The supplier turned himself in."
He Sang was trembling all over and choking with sobs.
She choked and Liang Jishen almost couldn't breathe. The sobs were stuck in his lungs, causing him pain. He lowered his head and for a long while, he held her in his arms, his chest pressed tightly against her.
He Sang gritted his teeth, buried his head in his clothes, and trembled uncontrollably.
Liang Jishen always smells so good.
The rich and refreshing masculinity, like an indestructible wall of steel, stood in her world. In countless mornings and countless nights like this one, he gave her all, and she felt at ease and secure.
He Sang tugged at his shirt hem for a long time before pushing him away. "You haven't been to Zhonghai Group for a week. Tomorrow is Monday, so it's just the right time for work." She laughed. "Boss Jiang was almost overwhelmed. He came to Jinyue Mansion to find me that day and asked where you were. The board guessed you were in trouble, but since they couldn't find out the inside story, they put pressure on him."
Liang Jishen also laughed, "Really?"
He Sang wiped his eyes and said, "You have good vision. You are right to promote Mr. Jiang. He is loyal and reliable."
He continued to laugh, "I have the best eye for women."
The sky was foggy and cool. It was going to rain again. Hebei Province had been very rainy this year, with more rain in April than in the whole of last year. Cheng Xun honked his horn at the street corner and got out to greet him. "Mr. Liang, you haven't recovered from your cold yet. Stay out of the wind."
"Are you sick again?" He Sang was stunned.
"What again?" He frowned, "I'm not that fragile."
Her mind was full of his old illnesses, the scar on his abdomen, the gunshot wound on his back, the steel bars that had pierced his calf, and how he had been trapped in the Yunnan-Yunnan primeval forest. Due to untimely medical treatment, his calf had become infected and festered, and he was almost amputated below the knee.
During those snowy and windy days in winter, his bones were cold. He was stubborn and didn't say a word, but He Sang knew that he was suffering every time the sequelae recurred.
"Didn't I remind you that Mrs. Qiu's medicine box didn't have any medicine suitable for you? You bought some and kept them ready, but you didn't listen."
He Sang was in a daze and was taken into the car by him.
Cheng Xun was holding a bottle of mineral water and standing outside the car door.
In the carriage, she and Liang Ji were trapped in a narrow space. He was so hot that he didn't even touch her. They just sat side by side, and she was so hot that she almost disappeared.
"Cheng Xun was trying to scare you." Liang Jishen hid the fact that he was having an IV drip for a cold from her, not wanting her to worry about it.
He took off his suit and threw it aside, "Miss me?"
He Sang turned his head away and was about to go down.
Liang Jishen held her body with one hand and unzipped her skirt with the other. His movements were not rough, but his aura was fierce. He Sang had never seen him like this before and subconsciously struggled, "Third Brother..."
His kiss lingered on her neck, his breath quickening, "What are you yelling about?"
The dim neon light penetrated the mist in the air and sprinkled on the car window. His eyes were aggressive and full of suppressed sadness.
Liang Jishen knew it clearly, and in order to leave room for both parties, he never mentioned it.
The storm in his eyes surged and then died down, and he leaned against her shoulder with a hoarse voice, "It's all over."
He Sang's frantic heartbeat inexplicably quieted down.
The dense and endless light and shadow of the city faded into nothingness, the tall buildings spun around, and she fell into his bright and profound eyes, feeling both lost and awake.
"I'm not going back to Jinyue Mansion." Her tongue and cheekbones were numb, and her eye sockets felt like they were being stabbed back and forth by a giant mallet. "As long as you're safe, don't take any more risks. Don't get involved in anything related to Guanghe Group, anyone, or anything else."
Liang Jishen grabbed her, his eyes red and bloodshot, "Don't you believe me?"
He Sang turned his back to him and said, "I don't disbelieve you."
"Then why don't you wait for me?"
She was trembling, trembling violently. "I can afford to wait, but can Gu Jianghai? A commercial fraud involving two hundred million yuan would have a disastrous impact. How many people would take advantage of this opportunity to dethrone you and trample you to pieces? If convicted, your career, your reputation, everything would be ruined, including Mr. Qiu, who faces imprisonment. Isn't it unfair for him to be involved in this? Lao Zhang and Gu Jianghai trusted you, helping you suppress the news and seek a turnaround. By delaying, they've all violated the rules."
He Sang sobbed, "I understand you. Lao Zhang is your mentor. You don't want to implicate him, but you have no other choice, and neither does he... If we can't catch the supplier, he won't be able to escape accountability from above."
"I'd rather be ruined!" Liang Jishen grabbed her arm with brute force. "You know me so well, but do you understand what's important to me?"
She nodded, then shook her head, turned around suddenly, hugged him and cried bitterly.
Liang Jishen's hands hung on the chair, motionless.
His strong and handsome body was like a collapsed mountain, shattered in an instant and he had no strength left.
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