Chapter 316 Waiting for You
"You understand what I mean, and you should know what to do." Liang Yanzhang was laughing from beginning to end, his laughter was weird, and it made your bones numb.
Liang Chihui stood at the stairs and watched Liang Yanzhang's back.
After a moment, he lit a cigarette.
The flame from the cigarette butt made his lungs feel dull, heavy and suffocating.
He snuffed it out.
He tilted his head and glanced at the guest room.
Sister Fang was washing dishes in the kitchen. In the dim light, He Sang was lying with his face against the wall, neither sleeping soundly nor lightly.
The long hair spread out softly on the bed, like smooth and silky satin.
He went straight back to his room.
......
He Sang quietly slipped into the large south-facing second bedroom, where a small light was on.
The well-mannered man leaned back in his chair, not feeling sleepy at all.
Even the buttons of his pajamas were neatly buttoned, looking dignified and elegant.
She was stunned.
Liang Jing, on the other hand, remained calm and composed. "I don't want to alarm the Second House and Old Zheng, so come in immediately."
"Brother, didn't you take a rest?" He Sang locked the door.
He turned a page of the book, "Waiting for you."
"You saw through me?"
Liang Jing chuckled, "The second brother is confused by the situation and was fooled by you. It's not that easy to fool me."
He Sang was a little surprised. "Mrs. Qiu said that among the three sons of the Liang family, the dumbest one is the eldest son."
The man frowned.
"The most courageous and skilled in fighting is the Third Young Master, and the most intelligent is the Second Young Master."
Liang Jing continued flipping through the book, "It's true that I'm not as strong as the third brother in martial arts, and not as cunning as the second brother."
"But Wen Zheng, they are not as good as my eldest brother." He Sang observed his reaction and there was a smile in his eyes.
"Old Three taught you to flatter me first and then ask me to do something, right?"
She pursed her lips.
"How much did you drink?"
"I can't drink much, so I only dare to have one glass." She patted her chest, "If I don't drink, my burps won't smell like alcohol, and I'll be exposed."
Liang Jing looked at her and asked, "Why do you reek of alcohol after just one glass of wine?"
"I spilled another half cup on my clothes." He Sang blew into his palm and sniffed. The rose water Sister Fang had cooked was very effective, and the smell of alcohol was no longer a problem. "I was holding a mouthful of wine in my mouth, but I didn't swallow it. I spit it out in the car. My second brother and the driver had a headache from the smell and couldn't tell if I was really drunk or not."
Liang Jing couldn't help laughing.
The second brother is an old fox. No matter how clever the conspiracy is, he can't be fooled.
He is the ancestor of tricks.
From the perspective of criminal investigation and psychology, He Sang's move is a loophole.
She performed exceptionally well, and the second one let down his guard.
And there are great assists.
"Who helped you?"
She didn't hide it, "Ni Hong."
Liang Jing was slightly startled, "Second Brother's people?"
"Ni Hong shot herself in the foot and helped me," He Sang whispered. "She drugged the wine. Even if I slept for a whole day and night, my second brother would believe it, and Ni Hong would believe it too. She was the one who did it. She thought I drank it."
He Sang's triumphant look amused Liang Jing, "Does Lao Er know that she drugged him?"
"Second brother must be suspicious."
Liang Jing was helpless, "You're full of tricks. Without the third brother to protect you, something must have happened in Hongxing Village. Take care of your own safety first. A girl going to Wanxi County where there are bachelors everywhere." He paused, realizing that he was also a bachelor, and added, "There are good bachelors and bad bachelors. Single girls have to consider the worst-case scenario. If you meet a bad one, can you handle it?"
He Sang hooked his slippers into the shape of a boat and then flattened them.
Liang Jing looked at her and asked, "Did you listen to me?"
"Yes."
His face was solemn and his tone was serious, "What did I say?"
"There are good bachelors and bad bachelors."
The veins on Liang Jing's forehead bulged. "I've said so much, but the point is, you didn't listen to a word."
"Take care of your own safety..." He Sang also added.
"Remember this." Liang Jing took a long breath and closed the book. He Sang glanced at the cover and saw that it was a book on diplomacy and culture.
"Father will go to the hospital for rehabilitation tomorrow. Lao Zheng will drive him. Liang Group also has a meeting this afternoon, so the second brother won't be able to take care of you. After they all leave, I'll arrange for Lao Yang to take you to Changling County."
"Ji Shen left a note with the contact information of a bodyguard. Come with me."
Liang Jing unlocked the door, confirmed that no one was outside, and asked He Sang to go back to the house.
In the morning, Liang Chihui went to the guest room and Sister Fang opened the door with dark circles under her eyes, looking tired as if she had not slept all night.
"Is she awake?"
"Not awake."
He walked in and saw He Sang with his head buried in the quilt, with only his feet hanging outside, motionless.
"He Sang." Liang Chihui leaned over and called her gently.
She whimpered in her throat.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"hot."
"Hot?" Liang Chihui tested her body temperature. Her wrists and the back of her neck were at normal temperature, but her face and palms were hot.
"Burning?"
Sister Fang said, "I don't have a fever. I measured it this morning and it was 36.4 degrees."
Liang Chihui straightened up and asked, "Do you have any cold soy milk?"
"Yes, Lao Zheng squeezed a barrel of wine right now. It's in the refrigerator." Sister Fang propped up her pillow and complained, "What kind of wine is Miss He drinking? Did they add any seasoning?"
He was silent, staring at the floor with a frighteningly gloomy look in his eyes.
After a long while, Liang Chihui instructed, "Sister Fang, thank you for taking care of He Sang."
"Don't worry, the eldest master has also told me that Miss He is only responsible for sleeping soundly. Even when the old chairman came to her, I refused in person and did not allow her to be disturbed."
Liang Chihui vaguely felt that something was wrong. Liang Jing was meddling too much, which was inconsistent with his usual style of turning a blind eye.
"Second Young Master, are you going to the company?" Sister Fang called him.
He came back to his senses and said, "I'm going to the place."
"If Miss He wakes up, I'll call you."
Liang Chihui nodded lightly, turned around and went downstairs.
Sister Fang lifted the quilt as if relieved, "Miss He! The second young master is gone."
He Sang climbed out, his skin dripping with sweat, as if washed with water. "Where's my brother?"
"I'm accompanying the old chairman for a follow-up examination." Sister Fang squatted down and put on He Sang's shoes. "The eldest master will try to delay you. You must return to the old house before evening. Old Yang drives fast, so please fasten your seat belt."
......
Ni Hong arrived at Yunhai Building at nine o'clock. The manager greeted her at the elevator door, "The boss is in your office."
"He came this morning?" Ni Hong paused, "Only by himself?"
The manager was evasive, "There's someone else."
"client?"
"You'll understand...if you go and see for yourself."
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