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He Sang cried for a while, and then a cold hand touched his face, which was also cold and temperatureless.
"In the beginning, I approached you because of my father's case. If I knew the whole story and had evidence, I could have called the police. But I had nothing. I only knew that his death was unclear and that there was a hidden story and a protective umbrella in the case of the City Guard Tower. At that time, I was determined to approach someone with power and background."
"It's over," Liang Jishen repeated. He stared at He Sang, his pupils blazing with the crimson fire of a trapped beast, the fury and savagery he possessed on the perilous frontier. "I don't mind how it started. I don't blame you."
"You blame me," He Sang held him down gently. "I thought you could help me, but you can't. Your status is both an honor and a constraint. You can't be as reckless as Liang Yanzhang and Liang Chihui, doing whatever they want on the edge of the law. Even if you don't care about your reputation and future, you've been tricked into losing everything. You have no power or influence. What can you do to help me?"
Liang Jishen closed her eyes, tears flowed through her fingertips, then into her palms, melting quietly.
The slight touch caused her limbs to tug violently, leaving her flesh and blood all over.
"I bought the garden from Zhou Kun. I'll plant cherries in the front yard and strawberries in the backyard. I'll build a pavilion in the middle of the courtyard and plant crabapple and plum trees. Next spring, it will bear the fruits and flowers you love."
He broke the taut string in He Sang's heart. She burst into tears, snuggled in his arms, and curled up into a ball, twitching.
A series of horns sounded, and car lights shone on the glass. Liang Jishen opened his eyes and looked at the Bentley opposite.
The backseat window rolled down, revealing Liang Chihui's gentle, smiling face. "Old Three, when did you come back?"
He Sang quickly left Liang Jishen's arms.
Liang Chihui glanced at her, remaining calm and unmoved. He said to Liang Jishen, "Aunt Ji bought a jade ring. The original owner was a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan during the late Qing Dynasty. The quality is average, but the craftsmanship is excellent. It suits you very well."
Liang Jishen stared at him, the veins in his temples bulging, and he endured it to the extreme, "Liang Chihui——"
The sudden feeling of heavy pressure made He Sang tightly grasp his sleeve, leaving a winding dark blue vein on his wrist.
He only felt the blood rushing up and crashing into him madly. He wished he could completely disregard wealth, status, power, and future, and simply take off the shackles of glory and fight Liang Chihui to the death.
But He Sang opened the car door and walked out resolutely, as if a bucket of water was poured over his head, chilling him completely.
That's not what she wants.
We want to get the truth, to give He Jinping peace of mind, and to keep him safe, innocent, without stain, and free from danger.
If it means destroying him or sacrificing him, she doesn't want it.
Even if you force her to stay, she will still leave.
Liang Jishen took a deep breath and leaned over the back of the chair to cough, spitting thick bloody phlegm on the black leather cushion. His eyes were blurred, he seemed to see clearly, but also seemed to be unclear.
He Sang heard him coughing, one after another. She paused and forced herself to move forward.
Liang Chihui was very considerate of her feelings and understood that she needed a transition period. He did not arrange for her to ride in the same car with him, but instead instructed the organizer to arrange a car to take her.
He Sang clenched her fists, making crackling sounds. The scorching gaze behind her burned hundreds of holes in her internal organs, each of which was bleeding.
"Thank you, second brother."
Liang Chihui said gently, "Go back and have a good sleep."
She didn't dare look back, hurriedly got into the car, and rushed towards the Jinshui Bridge under the night sky. After turning a corner at the bridge, she covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.
The driver was Liang Chihui's secretary, and Liang Chihui was sent back to the old house by the organizer's driver.
He Sang was worried about being sent off by a stranger.
"Miss He, this is the Second Young Master's intention."
The driver handed her a red velvet box from the driver's seat. She took it and saw the pearl necklace that was the finale of the auction placed inside.
The main bead has a pink-blue hue and sparkles with shimmering pearls, which is magnificent.
She stroked it and slowly closed the lid.
"Where are you going back to?"
He Sang was silent for a moment, "Let's go back to Jinyue Mansion and pack my luggage."
"Have you finished packing?"
She held the box in her hand and said nothing.
"Shall I take you to Bixi Mansion? There are many vacant rooms. You can choose one and stay there. There are servants to serve you. The Second Young Master should agree."
He Sang naturally refused, "Don't bother my second brother anymore, just send me to Zeng's mansion."
Liang Chihui's car drove into the old house at ten o'clock. The living room was brightly lit, Ji Xilan's Hermès bag was placed on the sofa, and the light in the cloakroom was on. He went straight upstairs without changing his clothes.
Yao Wenji sat at the dressing table, steaming her face. The door was open. Liang Chihui loosened his tie and leaned against the wall. "I remember you had an Australian white pearl necklace."
Yao Wenjie glanced at him.
He said frankly, without dodging or evading, "Will you wear it?"
"I wear it occasionally." She turned a page of the magazine. "Did you auction one tonight, too?"
Liang Chihui smiled, "Not as good as yours."
"Let me take a look." Yao Wenjie closed the magazine and turned towards him.
He put one hand in his pocket, leaned forward slightly, and with the other hand he dusted off his trousers. "It's not with me."
"Have you paid?"
"Yes."
"I won't give you the goods?" Yao Wenji said with a knowing look on her face. "What kind of auction is this? If they don't insist on paying for the goods, how can it be legitimate?"
Liang Chihui stood up straight, with a risk-taking attitude, "Give it away."
"You used my name to bid for a 40 million necklace. If you didn't honor me, who did you give it to?"
He put his hands in his pockets, bent his right knee, and said leisurely, "I'm giving it to a woman."
Yao Wenji combed her hair, "She doesn't like this one, and you're buying my goods to please her, right?"
"Mother--"
"That's my most valuable piece of jewelry. It's top-quality Australian white jade, with twenty beads and three jadeite pieces. It's worth hundreds of millions." Yao Wenji gestured to stop him. "I call you Brother Hui, so don't try to get your hands on it."
Liang Chihui laughed out loud, "I don't deserve it."
Yao Wenji turned off the beauty instrument and said, "I'm going to the hospital to take care of Liang Yanzhang. You just inherited the Liang Group, so I have to pretend."
She walked out of the bedroom, and Ji Xilan just came upstairs with a dark green ring box in her hand. "Are you proud?"
Yao Wenji stood on the third floor, looking down at people from above. "What am I so proud of?"
"Old Second gave you enough respect in public and slapped me in the face. Aren't you proud of yourself?"
"This isn't something I should be proud of." Yao Wenji walked down the stairs slowly. As they passed each other, she smiled. "My pride lies in the future. Just because I don't touch the Third Brother doesn't mean I won't touch you."
Ji Xilan glared at her, "With the Third Brother here, can you touch me?"
"As a mother, what else have you done besides dragging him down? Ji Xilan, it's you and Liang Yanzhang who harmed the third child. Do you know how much disaster the third child has suffered this time?"
Yao Wenjie pushed and walked away. She was tall and Ji Xilan had no power to resist.
Liang Chihui also came downstairs five minutes later. Ji Xilan glanced at his left hand, which contained a rectangular jewelry box. She recognized the box. It was Yao Wenjie's Australian white necklace, inlaid with one large and two small dragon-type jadeite. It was a unique style in the world. Whether it was pearls or jadeite, there was no better quality.
"Second brother, where are you going?"
Liang Chihui put it in his suit pocket without making a sound, "Go back to the residence."
Yao Wenji looked into his pockets, and he turned aside, "Aunt Ji, you should get some rest."
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As soon as He Sang entered the house, he collapsed on the living room carpet. Sister Rong heated up some midnight snacks in the kitchen and brought them out. "I'll call you at 4:30 this afternoon. It's from the Chang'an District Bureau in another province. The name's Gu."
She brought her personal phone number to the dinner, but Gu Jianghai only had her work number, which she didn't bring with her.
He Sang got up and summoned his strength to call Gu Jianghai back.
Gu Jianghai was working overtime at the bureau, interrogating a supplier. His subordinates told him that there was an incoming call in the office, so he rushed back to answer it.
"Your efforts were not in vain. The suspect has surrendered."
She cried hard in the car, her voice still sobbing, "I know."
"Met with Ji Shen?"
There are two rabbit ears on the top of He Sang's phone case. It is a couple's version bought online for 39.9 yuan. She is a pink rabbit and Liang Jishen is a blue rabbit. She uses it often, but he doesn't. She is actually not an innocent woman and doesn't like cartoon-type gadgets. Liang Jishen also sees through her being a "bad girl" who uses it just to keep him company.
"We met."
Gu Jianghai was an outsider, so he didn't say much. He got straight to the point, "The two suppliers who turned themselves in weren't the ones in the photos you secretly took."
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