Chapter 304 Bleeding
He paused, wondering what he was thinking about. After a long moment, he shifted his gaze to He Sang's face. "You should get some rest. I have something to discuss with the Third Brother."
Liang Chihui turned and walked towards the door, but He Sang stopped him again, "He hasn't recovered from pneumonia yet, don't disturb him, let him recuperate."
The man stopped.
After a long stare, He Sang was covered in sweat.
Liang Chihui's sense of oppression was extremely strong.
She deeply felt his cruel and gloomy characteristics, his most wild and barbaric nature, which had broken free from the constraints of civilization and returned to the most primitive and domineering desire to conquer.
It's something women can't resist.
Including men.
Liang Chihui chuckled, "Isn't it cold? Why are you sweating?"
He reached out and touched her earlobe, "Has anyone ever told you that your ears turn red when you're nervous or guilty?"
He Sang was stunned.
Liang Chihui unhurriedly smoothed the creases on his trousers. "You lied to me. You're not sleepy, and you don't want to sleep. You just want to get rid of me, right?"
It was like riding a roller coaster, diving from a high place and then climbing back up. He Sang's heart suddenly tightened and then bounced back. She thought Liang Chihui had found out and exposed her in person, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding.
She took a deep breath, "I'm really sleepy."
"Good night." Liang Chihui was unexpectedly straightforward and walked past her out of the bedroom.
The moment the door closed, He Sang came to his senses and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window.
The curtain was drawn aside, and Liang Jishen stood there motionless, with veins bulging on his hands.
The next second, he seemed to explode, grabbed He Sang and held him in his arms.
I wish it could be embedded in my blood and bones.
"Liang Jishen..."
"Don't move."
He Sang held his back with his hands, and in his sight were the towering skyscrapers and neon lights of the city.
Countless colorful and tiny circles.
Like a bubble soaked in water.
She understood why Liang Jishen was like this.
He Sang said, "I will never change."
After the bell struck 11, Liang Jishen came out of the room.
At the corner, sparks were burning.
A figure holding a cigarette put out the cigarette and left after Liang Jishen left.
......
At seven o'clock in the morning, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, heading straight to the bedroom in the east.
After washing up, He Sang simply applied some sunscreen, changed into a long skirt, and went out.
Liang Jing happened to go upstairs, and Sister Fang reported to him the situation of the old house, "Mrs. Yao has been busy with social events recently, leaving early and returning late. Miss He and the Second Young Master don't live together."
He Sang paused.
I felt scared when facing Liang Jing.
After all, he doesn't know the inside story.
In the eyes of outsiders, she was greedy and vain, and "betrayed" Liang Jishen.
Liang Chihui was richer and more generous. He bought the Australian white necklace worth 40 million without hesitation to win the beauty's smile. Liang Jishen would never dare to be so high-profile.
As a woman, who doesn’t yearn for glory?
Following Liang Chihui, he wore gold and silver and spent money like water. He could wear jewelry worth hundreds of millions and drive luxury cars worth tens of millions whenever he wanted. Following Liang Jishen, he was cautious and afraid of public opinion, who might accuse him of embezzling public funds if he was not careful. The Liang family had plenty of money, but because of his status, he had to hide it.
You can't sit in the center of the group photo at a party, you can't accept gifts on your birthday, and you can't attend too lively occasions. This feeling is unbearable for a woman who loves to be in the spotlight.
Some wealthy ladies privately praised He Sang for her carefree nature, her freedom in love and marriage, her willingness to accept new opportunities as the old ones went away, and her dumping of the third young master and her embrace of the second young master. Many women could not handle one man in their entire lives, but she managed to handle two at once.
But the more they praised, the more things changed and they started talking about their sex skills.
Liang Chihui is an expert in the love field and has experienced everything. To win him over, one must have real skills that have been honed over a thousand times.
The second young master is more interesting and experienced than the third young master. Women crave nourishment. One works overtime every day, while the other is bored every day. Naturally, they will choose the one who is bored.
Liang Jing had most likely also heard these outrageous rumors.
"Have the second and third brothers taken action?"
"It's all very peaceful in the old house. I don't know what's going on outside." Sister Fang saw He Sang standing at the stairs and greeted him, "Miss He, you're awake."
She forced a smile and said, "Good morning, big brother."
"Good morning." Liang Jing nodded, his attitude becoming much colder.
The eldest and second houses were not on good terms, and Liang Jing had no good face for anyone who had anything to do with the second house.
Several medical staff were conducting an examination in the room. Liang Jishen was leaning against the head of the bed, his upper body naked, and the bruises on his shoulders were spreading hideously, which was shocking.
He looked pale and his eyelids were wrinkled. His facial features, which were originally three-dimensional with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, looked even more haggard now that he hadn't slept well.
As soon as Liang Jing entered the room, Liang Chihui stood up and called out "Big Brother", his eyes swept across He Sang behind him without any ripple.
Liang Yanzhang sat on a leather chair, smoking his pipe, while Ji Xilan cried beside him. The atmosphere was depressing.
"Where did the accident happen?"
"The intersection of North and South Streets." Cheng Xun had rushed back and forth from Lijia Village overnight, looking dusty and listless. "Last night, we checked for drunk driving. Mr. Liang drank half a bottle of beer at noon, and his test result was 15. Lao Zhang punished him with a seven-day suspension for reflection."
"Old Zhang always makes a mountain out of a molehill!" Ji Xilan complained. "Zhang Chengye, the son of the Zhang Group, tested positive for COVID-19 last month and was still allowed to go. The third son is the head of Zhonghai Group, so how embarrassing it would be to suspend him? Besides, he wasn't driving under the influence, and drinking isn't allowed in the province anymore."
Liang Yanzhang scolded her impatiently, "Look at the consequences of him drinking half a bottle of beer! Lao Zhang is his teacher and knows that he can't hold his liquor. Luckily he hit me. If he had hit a passerby, the punishment would have been more than just suspension!"
"What do you mean by lucky he hit me?" Ji Xilan cried and accused, "The third brother is your son. His life is more important than anyone else's."
"You're too soft-hearted!" Liang Yanzhang scolded. "If he gets into trouble, it will implicate the Liang Group. Zhonghai is a provincial enterprise. No matter how big the turmoil is, it won't cause it to go bankrupt. But if Liang Group gets into trouble, it will lose real money."
"Liang Yanzhang..." Ji Xilan trembled with anger. "You only care about money and the company, not family affection?"
Liang Jishen suppressed his restlessness, pinched his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested.
He Sang glanced at Liang Chihui, he obviously didn't believe it.
"Third Brother's alcohol tolerance is really too weak. Half a bottle of beer (200ml), digested for nine hours, actually broke the headlights." He turned his watch and looked at Liang Jishen meaningfully. "You are not convenient to act publicly, so you made an excuse and disappeared for a while, right?"
Liang Yanzhang's expression was grim and terrifying. "Third Brother, what is this operation that is being kept so secret that you are disregarding your own safety?"
Regardless of their own safety.
He Sang tightened his grip, clenched his fists, and stared at Liang Yanzhang.
He was being punny.
Warn Liang Jishen to learn from past mistakes and not repeat them.
"Second brother, what are you talking about? Did the third brother stage the car accident himself? What does he want? The family property is yours, the woman is yours, you are so powerful, you can get whatever you want."
Liang Chihui ignored her.
She had no place to vent her anger, so she rushed to He Sang and pushed him fiercely, "Is it because of you? I went to Zhonghai Group to inquire, and the third brother went to Wanxi County, and you went too!"
He Sang said nothing.
"What sin has the third brother committed? You won't stop until you torture him to death?" Ji Xilan turned around and tried to slap her, but Liang Chihui failed to stop her in mid-air. In desperation, he took a step forward and slapped her hard on the left cheek.
Ji Xilan was angry and swung with great force, causing Liang Chihui's arm to become numb and his skin to quickly turn red.
"Chi Hui..." He Sang was stunned.
Ji Xilan was also dumbfounded, her cheeks ashen, "I was teaching He Sang a lesson, and you bumped into me!" She knew she was in trouble, and she argued with courage.
Liang Chihui took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his lips. There was a trace of blood, and the inner wall of his mouth felt hot and burning. He licked it with the tip of his tongue, spat a mouthful of blood on the handkerchief, and slowly gathered it into a ball, "What right do you have to teach me a lesson?"
"She killed the third child!"
"Third brother, if you're happy, take care of your own son first." Liang Chihui spoke in a low voice and was always gentlemanly and gentle. In the past thirty years, he had lost his temper at home no more than ten times. Even when he was angry, he would respectfully address Ji Xilan as "Aunt Ji" and "you". He had never been rude and called her "you" like today.
Ji Xilan was stunned for a moment by his sudden powerful aura.
"Whether the Third Brother is happy or not is his business. It's my business to settle the score with He Sang. The Third Branch should settle its own grudges. Is it your turn as the Second Branch to play the good guy?" Ji Xilan glared at He Sang. "The Third Brother had a car accident on his way back from Wanxi County. Does it have anything to do with you?"
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