Chapter 269 You have grown a lovely body
Liang Jishen looked at him, his eyes sharp and obscure, "You saw them."
Old Zhang served as the executive vice president of the University of Political Science and Law, and he also taught classes. He had taught 37 classes, and in each class, there were students like Zhao Kai, who was both capable and naive, as well as Liang Jishen, who was naturally intelligent and possessed a compelling spirit. Most of the teachers liked Zhao Kai, who was honest and righteous, and who would fight, get hurt, and then reconcile. As for Liang Jishen, they liked him but also knew how to be restrained.
He is thoughtful and aloof. He is truly excellent, but he is also wild and unruly and refuses to be disciplined.
With just a look from the teacher, he analyzed a report in his mind.
Old Zhang didn't feel that he had missed anything. It was just a casual chat. Liang Jishen was like a hook, judging that there was something else behind his words.
"She's in the family area of the obstetrics and gynecology ward, with your second brother." Old Zhang hesitated. "This girl is too wild. You need a wife who can maintain your positive image, stabilize your family, and be a good wife. Marrying you means giving up some things, such as her social life. You can't hang out with the wives of private CEOs, actresses with scandals, or even just ordinary people of the opposite sex. You have too many competitors in the industry, and rumors are terrifying."
"She has no personal relationships with her colleagues. She's frugal and doesn't get along with the wives of wealthy families. As for the opposite sex, Hu Dafa harassed her and the male actors threw dirty water on her. Is that her fault?" Liang Jishen lost his temper again. "She has her own difficulties this time. You don't understand the inside story. Don't accuse her in front of me."
Lao Zhang gestured for mercy, "I said something wrong, Mr. Liang, can you forgive me? My voice is hoarse, please stop arguing."
"Go back to the province to work." Liang Jishen lay down with his back to him.
Lao Zhang was amused. "I bought some strawberries and milk for you to replenish your body."
He ignored it.
"You stubborn thing." Lao Zhang went out.
Liang Jishen opened his eyes and stared at the fluttering blue curtains, with an unfathomable depth in his eyes.
Li Zhen suffered heavy bleeding during the operation and was in a coma for more than five hours. Director Zhang barely managed to save her uterus and did not recommend another pregnancy. The nanny was crying in the intensive care unit. He Sang contacted Zeng Mingwei, who was doing business on the Thai-Myanmar border. There were gunshots on his side, and it seemed that an armed conflict had broken out on the streets nearby. He Sang hesitated, fearing to put pressure on him. If he was distracted and something happened, Li Zhen would blame her, so she informed him that mother and child were safe.
Zeng Mingwei entrusted her to take good care of Li Zhen and her son, and hung up in a hurry.
At noon, He Sang and Liang Chihui treated Dean Zhang to a meal. This medical giant was known for his simple lifestyle, choosing a restaurant across from the hospital where meals cost 60 yuan per person. He Sang opened the menu, which was quite to her liking, with many light dishes.
"Chi Hui, you should take care of your stomach. You're tired of entertaining clients with all kinds of fish and meat, right? This place's eight-treasure porridge and squid noodle soup are very refreshing."
Liang Chihui washed the dishes and said, "You are helping me save money."
Dean Zhang spoke in a senior tone, "Marrying a wife, having children, which one doesn't cost money? Your wife is so beautiful, and she's worked so hard to bear you children. Are you willing to let her suffer a loss?"
Liang Chihui tilted his head, examining He Sang. She leaned against the window, the warm sunlight bathing her face, her skin delicate and translucent, her skin soft and translucent. She lowered her head slightly, perhaps uncomfortably, a few strands of hair playfully brushing against her eyelashes. The restaurant wasn't air-conditioned, and the lobby was bustling with activity. Beads of sweat formed on her neck and forehead, clinging to her hair and tangling her eyelashes. He reached out and carefully parted them.
"You've grown into a lovely figure. Even Uncle Zhang urged me not to let you down."
He Sang subconsciously wanted to clarify, but before he could open his mouth, the waiter brought the dishes. "Crab roe and Spanish mackerel dumplings, the usual four dishes, a bowl of mixed grain eight-treasure porridge, and some pickles."
Dean Zhang picked up a dumpling and said, "Sesame oil and shredded radish with porridge. Every time I take it home, your aunt drinks two big bowls."
Liang Chihui scooped a spoonful of porridge for He Sang and said, "Try it."
This interruption instantly woke her up.
Wouldn't it be a waste of all efforts to deny the relationship? Liang Chihui was a gentleman to her. If she drew a clear line, he would probably give up.
Dean Zhang ate a dumpling and asked, "Is the third brother married?"
"No." Liang Chihui said calmly, "The province parachuted him in to oversee the restructuring of Zhonghai Group. He's been so busy with official duties that he can't take care of personal matters."
"I'm in the hospital and don't interact with your circle, so I haven't heard much about her." Director Zhang smiled kindly. "Director Lin's youngest daughter is a cellist. She worked in Italy for seven years and returned to China in May. She's 5 feet 4 inches tall and has a stylish appearance. She's a good match for the third child."
He Sang's grip on the chopsticks tightened.
Liang Chihui glanced at her hand and said calmly, "The third brother is stubborn and never goes on blind dates."
"Dean Lin and your father have a relationship. That year, your father's cousin had a myocardial infarction, and it was Dean Lin who performed the surgery and saved his life. Given this friendship, your father arranged for the third son to meet. The third son wouldn't refuse, right?"
Liang Chihui couldn't help but laugh, "My father has arranged that Dean Lin's daughter will never see the third brother again in her lifetime. They're almost enemies."
Dean Zhang was shocked. "Because you inherited the Liang Group?"
Liang Chihui didn't answer, and Dean Zhang was also tactful and didn't ask any further questions.
Powerful and wealthy families are as complicated as they can be, especially when they have many wives and children. Similar families in Hebei Province fight among themselves and are very secretive about it to the outside world.
Dean Zhang changed the subject, "When are you getting married?"
Liang Chihui looked at He Sang very elegantly and said, "On my wedding day, I will definitely invite Uncle Zhang to be the witness."
She buried her head in the bowl, silent.
The man turned her shoulders and rubbed the tip of her nose with his thumb, rubbing off a grain of sticky rice. He wiped it with a tissue and asked, "Did you choke?"
He Sang pursed his lips and said, "It's a little hot."
"You're so old, why don't you let it cool down before drinking it?" Liang Chihui picked up her bowl and stirred it patiently. Slowly, the white mist dissipated. He dipped a clean spoon in it, tested the temperature, and handed it to her, "It's just right."
Dean Zhang witnessed this scene and asked, "Chi Hui, have you changed your mind?"
He smiled and said, "I've calmed down."
"It's rare that the girls you've let down are going to resent you." Dean Zhang joked.
After coming out of the restaurant, Dean Zhang asked Liang Chihui to drive him there. He was on a half-day shift and would go to the Medical University in the afternoon to teach a class on pathology of gynecological tumors.
Liang Chihui settled him down, got out of the car, and walked towards He Sang, "Are you going to the theater?"
"No." She shook her head. "I'll stay in the hospital. I'll feel at ease when Li Zhen wakes up."
The restaurant was located in the basement of the Binjiang Shopping Mall. There was a strong draft blowing from the back to the front. He Sang's hair covered her face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes. Liang Chihui smiled and pushed her hair aside. She was still tense, not used to his touch. He also touched her lightly and withdrew in time.
The heat control is excellent.
"I have a drinking party tonight, no later than ten o'clock, I'll pick you up."
He Sang immediately said, "I'd better go back to Zeng's mansion."
Liang Chihui knew very well that she was avoiding the third brother and also avoiding him.
Eliminate all opportunities to be alone.
Zeng Mingwei was not at Li Zhen's house, so it was not convenient for him and the third brother to visit.
He thought He Sang's little tricks were very interesting.
The more difficult it is to conquer a woman, the more precious she is to a man.
She has little emotional experience, but she has her own way.
"Of course." He was very gentlemanly. "Hu Dafa's wife and her nephew Li He have been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on you. I am worried about you living alone."
He Sang looked up. Liang Chihui was an expert. He expressed his attitude in a nonchalant manner. In the short term, he did not plan to go any further.
It seems that the property under his name cannot withstand investigation.
Although he indulged her and played with her, he actually put up a line of defense so that she could not find any evidence against her.
It is likely to be a tug of war.
Liang Chihui got in the car. Dean Zhang was in the passenger seat. While fastening his seatbelt, he curiously asked him, "What attracted you to this girl? You've actually changed your mind."
He started the car, the noise swallowed up his answer, and the car sped away.
He Sang returned to the ward and found Li Zhen still sleeping. The data from the heart monitor was normal. She slowed down the speed of the IV drip and took the kettle to get hot water.
Passing by the nurses' station, two nurses were changing shifts. "What a heroic man, so handsome."
"Looks familiar."
"Do you know him?"
"In the emergency department early this morning, a red flag L5 was issued. He had pneumonia, coughed up blood, had a high fever and was in a coma. He was on a ventilator."
"Is it that serious?"
"It was delayed due to illness. He is said to be the head of one of the top three groups in Hebei Province."
"Zhongsheng, Zhonghai? Hongqi L5... I remember there were only four in Hebei Province, right?"
He Sang's grip loosened, and the kettle fell to the ground with a loud clang, startling the nurse. "Miss He?"
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