Chapter 305 Did you deceive me?
He Sang lowered his head.
"You were the one who instigated it!" Ji Xilan was furious. "I was wondering why the third brother would go all the way to Wanxi County for no reason. The Liang family has been wealthy for three generations, and we have no relatives in this remote village. But your stepfather is a low-life scumbag, and your mother is such a slut, it's no surprise that she knows all sorts of people."
"Ji Xilan." Liang Jishen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and gloomy.
"What did you call me?" She was furious, as if she had stepped on an electric switch. "Ji Xilan... How dare you call your own mother by her name!"
"What did she do to provoke you? You're so displeased with her." Liang Jishen supported himself on the edge of the bed and sat up. "I wanted to go there on my own. I pestered her, and she forced me to come back, but I refused to go back."
"You..." Ji Xilan choked and stamped her feet, "You useless thing! You have the same bad habit as your father. He entangled with his ex-wife, and you entangled..."
"What are you talking about in front of the child?" Liang Yanzhang was full of resentment. "I have a disease now. Look at you, you have a headache for a whole day after a minute!"
"It's the father's fault if he doesn't educate his child. That's what the Analects says!" Ji Xilan was annoyed. "The third child is disobedient, and you blame yourself for not disciplining him. Why do you blame me? I gave birth to him, I raised him. What use are you to?"
"This sentence comes from the Three Character Classic." Liang Yanzhang rubbed the solar plexus.
Ji Xilan muttered and sat back in his chair.
The doctor took off his stethoscope with a serious expression. "Although Mr. Liang has no internal injuries, he has suffered severe skin injuries. His ribs and shoulder blades have been severely impacted. It is not ruled out that his lumbar spine may also be injured. I suggest you move out of the old house and rest in seclusion."
"Lumbar vertebra..." Ji Xilan stood up, "Third brother..."
Liang Yanzhang was irritated, "Why are you crying again?"
"He doesn't have any children yet. A man's back injury is worse than a missing leg. Losing a leg won't have any impact, but what if his back is paralyzed... Liang Jing is addicted to being a monk now, and there's no hope for the second child. The responsibility of continuing the family line falls to the third child..." Ji Xilan cried, "Our lives... are so miserable."
Liang Jing glanced at her, his facial features twisted into a helpless expression. He opened his mouth as if to say something but stopped himself, glancing away.
"Why move out of the old house?" Liang Chihui questioned seriously.
"Because it's not suitable for Mr. Liang to rest quietly." The doctor calmly adjusted the frame of his glasses and moved his arm around the room. "The family is too noisy."
He Sang couldn't help it, so he pretended to squat down to tie his shoelaces, burying his head in his knees and laughing.
Liang Yanzhang waved his hand and said, "Move. Not to mention that the third brother is a patient, even healthy people will get sick if they live in the old house for too long."
He Sang buried his head lower and lower.
Ji Xilan stared at her, "He Sang, what are you groping for?"
She quickly stopped laughing and looked up, "I'm tying my shoes."
"How do you tie your slippers?"
Everyone looked at He Sang.
She hesitated for a second, "I..."
"She's looking for her shoelaces." Liang Jing said seriously, "Have you found them?"
He Sang took the opportunity to go down the stairs and said, "I didn't find it."
"Sister Fang."
Sister Fang was making the bed next door at the moment and immediately entered the room, "Young Master."
Liang Jing ordered, "Take Miss He out to find shoelaces."
She was stunned. "What are you looking for?"
Liang Jing narrowed his eyes.
Sister Fang realized that Miss He must have been naughty again. The eldest master once said about her: She doesn't get into big trouble, but she gets into small trouble all the time. She looks pretty and naive, and she is born to be conspicuous.
He Sang tactfully followed Sister Fang and left.
"The third brother will move back to Jinyue Mansion." Liang Jing said, "The provincial government values you, so make sure you don't develop any underlying health problems."
Liang Chihui had a serious expression and did not interrupt.
At nine o'clock, the secretary came to the old house to pick up Liang Chihui. The door of the second bedroom was open, and He Sang walked straight in. "Are you going back to the company?"
"Um."
He turned his back to He Sang and adjusted the zipper of his trousers.
He Sang took out a tie that matched the color of his shirt and was about to help him tie it, but he stepped back, snatched the tie and tied it himself.
"Lunch in the cafeteria?"
Liang Chihui's technique in tying his tie was very skillful. "Hmm."
"The theater stage is under maintenance and the actors are on holiday. I have some free time, so I cooked some food and sent it to the company. It's better than the cafeteria."
"Don't bother." He said calmly, "I may not be free to eat."
He Sang noticed that something was wrong with Liang Chihui.
Alienation and indifference.
It was inconsistent with his usual gentle and indulgent attitude.
She walked forward and straightened the tip of her tie. "I know you're still upset that I lied to you, and you're even more worried about him being in Hongxing Village. I admit that I spent the night in the car with him. I slept in the back seat and he slept in the driver's seat. After we separated, he knew his limits."
Liang Chihui lowered his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.
"Do you believe me?" He Sang also looked at him.
"Anything else about the Third Brother, did you deceive me?"
Her eyes were open, "I didn't lie to you."
Liang Chihui took the initiative to shorten the scope, "It happened within a week."
"No lie."
"Three days."
He Sang said firmly, "No."
"Yesterday." Liang Chihui emphasized.
She never thought that Liang Ji had been exposed behind the curtains, she just thought it involved Guanghe Group. After all, Liang Chihui cared about this matter the most, which was related to his background and his safety.
"No."
Liang Chihui's chest swelled urgently, then collapsed, as if he was struggling with himself. He tried his best to suppress his anger. His face turned colder, and he buttoned up his suit. "Inform Sister Rong, don't wait for me for dinner tonight."
"What time will you be back?"
"Maybe not."
He Sang grabbed his arm and said, "Your left cheek is red and swollen. Let me apply some blood-dissolving ointment on you."
"There's a secretary." He pulled his hand back and walked away.
......
He Sang contacted Liang Chihui's secretary at noon and learned that he was not in the company. After the meeting in the morning, he went to Zhouji Restaurant in Beicheng District for a social event.
"Who is he entertaining?"
The secretary said, "Mr. Wang from the Zhang Group and Mr. Huo from the Liang Group."
He Sang had no impression. "Mr. Huo?"
"He was personally promoted by Chairman Liang. He's a powerful executive and is deeply trusted."
After Liang Jishen was promoted, he also promoted the powerful Vice President Jiang. The head of a company is in a high position with great power, and it is often lonely at the top. If he is not careful, he will be attacked from all sides.
Arranging one's own people to serve as the highest-level subordinates is a tactic of business layout.
When something goes wrong, subordinates solve it promptly, even at the cost of sacrifice. Their enthusiasm to fight against a common enemy is not something that ordinary subordinates possess.
"I'll come over, is that convenient?"
The secretary smiled politely, "Of course it's convenient. I'll say hello to the restaurant."
He Sang drove to Zhouji, and the receptionist led her upstairs.
Zhou Ji's decoration is quite tasteful, with red walls and yellow tiles, which are magnificent and golden, and exude a hint of ancient charm and a sense of heritage.
Liang Chihui is in box 4.
He leaned back in his chair, holding a wine glass in one hand and resting the other on the armrest. President Wang and President Huo were enthusiastically discussing the Zhang Group's billion-dollar project, but he was uninterested and silent.
Mr. Wang raised his glass to toast, but he was also absent-minded and his movements were a little slow.
"Mr. Liang, are you drunk?"
Liang Chihui raised his lips and smiled, clinked his glasses lightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Did Mr. Liang get hit in the face?" Mrs. Huo, who was sitting opposite him, looked at him with her chin in her hand.
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