Chapter 286: Can you answer the question in the car?
He Sang was stunned and realized that he was helping him out.
Turn around and go out immediately.
She rushed into the public restroom at the corner of the first floor, her whole body twitching uncontrollably. She reached out her hand and tremblingly pressed the faucet button. The water violently hit her palm and then splashed onto her chest, making it wet.
Liang Yanzhang knew very well that she was not a woman who was greedy for money and wealth.
Based on this, there is absolutely no reasonable excuse to explain why she "betrayed" Liang Jishen and chose Liang Chihui.
Any reason is suspicious.
He Sang scooped up a handful of cold water, slapped his face repeatedly, and gasped in front of the mirror. He looked pale and as if he had lost half his life.
In the study, Liang Yanzhang looked at Liang Chihui quietly.
The latter lowered his head slightly, lit a cigarette, and flicked his hand to extinguish the flame of the lighter.
The light around him suddenly dimmed, and his body also became dim.
"He Jinping's death was not an accident. You and I are both responsible."
Liang Chihui's hand froze, and he looked up at Liang Yanzhang with a sinister smile, "Are you biting me back?"
"I'm not biting back. I'm reminding you that she's He Jinping's daughter." Liang Yanzhang calmly took a puff of his cigarette. "We're on the same boat. If mine capsizes, you'll drown too, second brother."
"You were responsible for He Jinping's accident at the construction site. Last year, Third Brother investigated the Guanghe Group. You knew you were about to be exposed, so you had no choice but to confess to me."
"Second brother, are you burning bridges after crossing them?" Liang Yanzhang was annoyed. "The Liang Group is yours now. If I fall, the company I founded will also fall. As the current chairman, you can't deny any connection to it."
Liang Chihui held a cigarette between his fingers and tilted his head to look at him, "So what do you mean?"
"She is a hidden danger."
"who?"
Liang Yanzhang said, "He Sang."
"no."
"Why not?"
Liang Chihui raised his head, and two streams of smoke blew out of his nostrils. "No, that's no."
"It's just a matter of putting her in jail," Liang Yanzhang said nonchalantly. "It's easy to mess with a woman without any connections. The third brother is powerful, and both Zhang and Jiang from the provincial government are protecting him. If I hire a supplier and stage a scam, won't I still give him a hard time?"
Liang Chihui turned his back to the desk and stared at the burning flame of the cigarette butt. "You'd better not act rashly. I'm disgusted."
"She's a ticking time bomb. If you keep her, you'll be invincible! All of Guanghe Group's profits over the past ten years have flowed into the Liang Group. The account books are in my office. Plus, with the incident at the city wall, if she gets hold of evidence—"
"I'll take responsibility." Liang Chihui interrupted.
Liang Yanzhang threw the pipe with force, and the white jade pipe fell at his feet. The white jade pipe broke into pieces, and the jade fragments were scattered on the ground. "Are you going to get rid of her or not?"
"No."
"Second brother!" Liang Yanzhang's tone also became fierce.
Liang Chihui crushed the cigarette butt with the sole of his shoe, grinding it into pieces in the pool of jade slag, and then walked away.
He Sang was still living in the guest room, next to his bedroom. She opened the door. She had just finished taking a shower. The hot air from the bathroom made her cheeks flushed, covering up her abnormal paleness.
"Second brother..."
"Have you taken a shower?"
"I caught a cold in Taoyuan, so I'm taking a hot bath to sweat it out." She blocked the door and refused to give way. "I'm not hungry, so I'm skipping dinner."
Liang Chihui changed into navy blue home clothes and stood in the corridor. The slim fit made him look taller and longer, and he looked handsome and dashing.
"You didn't eat lunch, and you won't eat dinner either?"
He Sang shook his head, "No, I'm brushing my teeth."
Liang Chihui spoiled women but had a bottom line and did not indulge bad habits. "Eat a little more and brush your teeth again."
She laughed and said, "It's too troublesome. I won't do it."
The man was obviously different from usual. His mood was irritable and fluctuating greatly. He rubbed his temples with a heavy heart.
After a while, he said in a low voice, "I'll go into the house for a while."
He took the initiative to ask, and He Sang couldn't refuse. "Would you like some tea?"
"Whatever." Liang Chihui took a step forward and sat on the chair opposite the big bed.
He Sang called to Sister Fang downstairs, "Aunt Fang, bring two cups of ginseng tea."
After she finished her confession, she deliberately left the door open.
Liang Chihui is not a man who touches women, and he is even more restrained in the old house. The key is that the situation today is special. He was angry about the incident at noon. He was angry that Liang Jishen embarrassed him, and he was also angry with himself for not knowing her hobbies and dietary taboos, and he was embarrassed in front of Director Zhang.
No matter how gentle a man is, he has his weak spots and forbidden areas. He Sang was afraid that he would lose his composure.
Sister Fang quickly brought over two cups of steaming tea. She glanced at Liang Chihui, unsure of the situation, and asked, "Second Young Master, where are you going to rest tonight?"
"Aunt Fang, please don't misunderstand..." He Sang hurriedly clarified, "Second brother went back to the second bedroom to rest. He has something to tell me."
Sister Fang sighed, "Dinner will be ready at six o'clock. I won't disturb you anymore. Remember to come downstairs to eat."
Liang Chihui rubbed harder and harder, until the upper half of her face turned red, and her voice became hoarse, "Sister Fang, close the door."
He Sang's back felt numb involuntarily.
Sister Fang closed the door.
"Can you massage the acupoints?"
She didn't respond.
Liang Chihui looked at her through the gaps between his fingers and said, "I have a headache. Press it for me just like you did for the third brother."
He Sang walked over and stood behind him, combing his hair from the temples to the scalp, from bottom to top, kneading it in circles.
"You learned this technique to take care of him?"
She said yes.
Liang Chihui was silent for a moment, "My mother asked you in the car, you didn't answer her, can you answer me?"
He Sang paused.
It was like a freezing snowstorm blowing through the air, freezing everything in an instant.
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