Chapter 3 Love and Desire
She took her luggage back to her residence in Xicheng District. This duplex was the inheritance of her father He Jinping. Her mother sold the house six years ago and remarried her first love. It was not until this year that Liang Jishen bought it again. When her stepfather learned that He Sang was hooking up with a boss, he instigated her mother to cheat money. At first, she was soft-hearted and filled the bottomless pit, but gradually lost contact.
In the afternoon, Li Zhen came to see her, covering her face and crying bitterly, "My husband asked for a divorce. He caught me taking a hot spring bath with my ex."
Li Zhen's ex-boyfriend was a widowed male professor who wore gold-rimmed glasses and was well-mannered. She said that mature men with a sense of story were very attractive.
He Sang felt that in terms of demeanor, no man could surpass Liang Jishen.
He just stood there, easily arousing the woman's desire.
After Li Zhen finished crying, she asked He Sang, "How much compensation did Liang Jishen give you?"
He Sang opened the refrigerator to get some fruit. "He bought this apartment. I don't want anything else."
"Giving up material things in exchange for a man's guilt," Li Zhen said. "Wait until he misses you and regrets missing such a pure and easy-to-use woman. This tactic of retreating to advance is smarter than those women who ask for too much."
This is the truth.
These days, breakups and divorces inevitably involve damage to property.
Everyone has their own ambitions. Some are after money, some are after love, and some are after living together.
Except for the last time when he got carried away and didn't take the medicine, He Sang's love for him was quite decent and open.
She didn't want to ruin this.
During those days, He Sang was in a daze and could not calm down. No matter what he did, Liang Jishen's appearance would appear in front of him.
Smiling or not smiling, serious or affectionate.
He Sang packed up in such a hurry when leaving that she accidentally took his razor with her. For countless mornings, Liang Jishen loved to hold her by the sink, kissing her passionately while stroking the birthmark on the back of her buttocks with the refreshing smell of his aftershave and his sticky, wet kisses.
He was addicted to her body, the two of them working in perfect sync like gears.
While He Sang was frustrated, Manli was enjoying great success. She was arrogant and bullied her like a big sister.
The original male lead of "Lust, Caution" was replaced by a popular young actor. The dean told He Sang that this young actor's rise to fame was not simple. He knocked on the door of a female director naked and fought with a rich woman for seven days and seven nights. His current financial backer is the wife of a big shot on the Hurun list. She supports him to act in dramas in order to gild his reputation and get into the film industry.
He Sang had heard that fresh actors often played with couples on the set, and even had a "toilet-gate" incident in Hengdian. This time, he proposed to keep the passionate scenes from the movie version.
On the day of the official performance, the fresh meat arrived just before the show started. He had a slicked-back hair and powdered face, but turned out to be a pervert. Taking advantage of the hug, he put his hands under He Sang's cheongsam and pinched her suggestively.
She quickly broke free and walked to the front of the stage. Her sight happened to pass by the first row, and she was instantly unable to move.
The man sat in the middle of the audience, wearing a gray-blue sweater and trousers. He was handsome and gentle, but there was a gloomy and wild look in his eyes, which was quite intimidating.
The cashmere coat on the back of his chair was a birthday gift that He Sang had chosen after traveling across half the city, and the whale-shaped buttons were sewed by her stitch by stitch.
The stitches were rotten, but he didn't mind.
The blood vessels deep inside He Sang's body suddenly began to beat.
At that time, the men also looked at her. She was wearing a cheongsam for the first time, and she looked like an enchanting fiery red rose, shining brightly under the light.
Liang Jishen knew that she was very charming but had a cold personality, which was an interesting contrast. The few friends who had met her couldn't help but sigh: Conquering this kind of woman is the most rewarding thing.
He squinted his eyes and tapped the table intermittently.
The boss at the same table, a foreign investor, looked at He Sang with a certain lingering interest. "She's young, but she's quite charming," he instructed his bodyguard, "Go find out if she's coming to the dinner."
Liang Jishen remained silent, stroking the strap of his watch with his thumb, without saying a word.
The bodyguard came out and met Manli, who was rushing to the scene, and stopped her. "What's the situation, Miss He?"
Manli was stunned. "Dinner party?"
He Sang was aloof and would never do this kind of work, but when there was a chance to throw dirty water, Manli naturally would not miss it. She came closer and reported the number.
The bodyguard reported truthfully to the boss, "One hundred thousand."
Liang Jishen's face darkened slightly.
"It's not expensive, Mr. Liang, would you like to join us for some fun after the show?"
The boss had investigated his background and found out that he was not a very lustful person, but he had high standards among the sons of noble families. At least he had to have a good impression of the woman. He was not interested in simply satisfying his sexual desires.
There is news that he has a close relationship with a drama actor, and the boss bet that he has a hobby in this field and actually hired him.
"I have a meeting later, let's meet again."
Liang Jishen felt inexplicably agitated, so he put on his coat and left.
He walked around the staircase and entered a door. The dean was already waiting for him. A pot of brewed Maojian tea was on the coffee table. "Mr. Liang."
He sat down and drank a sip of tea, then asked casually, "Why did she change her role?"
The dean knew that He Sang had a decent relationship with this person, so he didn't dare to hide the inside story. "Cui Manli climbed up the ladder and doted on her. I had to make arrangements."
Liang Jishen's expression was extremely dull. "What high branch?"
"His surname is Huang, and he's Mr. Liang's subordinate."
"My second brother?" He raised an eyebrow, turning the teacup in his hand thoughtfully. "At least she followed me. No matter what her background is, she can't openly slap me in the face."
"Then your second brother..."
Liang Jishen put down his cup and said, "No one can do this."
The dean was still apprehensive, "I understand."
After seeing off the giant Buddha, the dean rushed backstage. He Sang was removing his makeup. He smiled softly and said, "Xiao Sang, Manli's performance wasn't as well received as yours. You should continue with your performance."
He Sang was surprised. "Will she agree?"
"It's the hospital's decision." The dean patted her shoulder. "Manli doesn't have the vision you do. She didn't follow the right person."
Her fingertips bulged as she held the eyebrow pencil, but she said nothing.
Whether you follow the right path or not, it’s all just a dream.
It's a dream, you have to wake up.
He Sang walked out of the theater and opened the car door. A man's hand blocked her from the side, "Ms. He, please stay."
She stopped. The man was Liang Jishen's secretary, Cheng Xun.
"Do you have a moment?" he explained. "Your passport is in Mr. Liang's study."
He Sang said, "Please ask Secretary Cheng to do it for me."
Cheng Xun smiled, "Mr. Liang asked you to pick it up yourself." He pointed to a place not far away. The light and shadow of dusk enveloped the man in the car, leaving only a vague outline, his trouser legs were straight, and his legs were long.
He Sang was worried, "When will it be taken?"
"Tonight." Cheng Xun also understood her concerns, "Miss Song is not here."
She couldn't refuse now. "I'll be there at seven."
Cheng Xun nodded respectfully and returned to the car. Liang Jishen was in the back seat, connected to a video conference. There had been a lot of emergencies recently, and he hadn't gotten a good night's sleep. He felt deeply tired. "Dismiss."
Closing the computer, Cheng Xun started the engine. Fresh meat's RV came from the opposite direction. The two passed each other. Liang Jishen suddenly lowered the window and glanced at it with an ambiguous look.
The agent noticed that the other party was not very friendly, and glanced at the license plate, which showed a shocking string of zeros.
"Do you know him?"
"He looks unfamiliar." Fresh Meat shook his head, "He's in the VIP section."
The agent pondered for a moment, his expression serious, "It might be related to the heroine. We've offended him."
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