Chapter 322 Fierce
Old Yang and Xiao Liu were eating popsicles in the car. They lifted the windshield and witnessed this scene. Old Yang honked the horn. He Sang ran barefoot and jumped into the car, "Uncle Yang, drive faster!"
Lao Yang started the car, turned around and drove towards the dirt road at the entrance of the village.
He Sang leaned against the car window and waved at the rearview mirror. Liang Jishen's pants were wet. He supported himself on the stone slab with his arms, and his strong and bulging muscles bulged and contracted. He climbed ashore nimbly. Although he was angry, he also waved.
Old Yang just felt inexplicably funny. It was rare for the Third Young Master to be in such a miserable state. Who among ordinary people would dare to provoke him? There was a saying circulating in the circle of power and nobility: Instead of provoking the three young masters of the Liang family, it is better to provoke Liang Yanzhang directly, as the damage would be less severe.
"Secretary Liang said that you appear well-behaved on the surface, but you are actually naughty at heart. He really has a keen eye."
He Sang immediately straightened his posture and asked, "Brother, are you still saying bad things about me in private?"
"It's a compliment to you."
She pondered, "What did Big Brother praise me for?"
"I praise you for being a good wife and a gentle person, loving to be clever, looking cute and naive, stupid--" Old Yang stopped abruptly.
He Sang lowered his eyes and said, "Tell him not to praise me anymore in the future."
The car was parked at the old house. Sister Fang was squatting at the entrance stealthily. "Second Young Master is in your room!"
"How long has he been back?"
"I got home at five o'clock." Sister Fang was terrified. "I didn't go to the study to work, nor did I have dinner. I was waiting for you the whole time."
He Sang couldn't help but panic, "Is it exposed?"
Sister Fang was also unsure. "The Second Young Master called twice today, asking if you were awake. I tried every possible way to smooth things over for you, but he's nothing compared to me, and I'm nothing. How could I possibly fool him?"
"I'll deal with him." He Sang went upstairs with gritted teeth.
The floor lamp in the guest room was set to the dimmest setting. Next to the chaise longue was a lamp with a pear-shaped wick. Deep in the shadows, Liang Chihui was half lying and half sitting, wearing olive green pajamas from the spring and autumn style, white slippers, and her short hair was freshly washed, refreshing and fluffy.
He Sang tiptoed over, bent down, and observed his eyes.
Motionless.
Really fell asleep.
"Chi Hui..."
He didn't respond.
"Second brother!" she raised her voice.
Liang Chihui was silent, breathing long and steady.
He Sang gently pulled the blanket over his belly button and turned on the air conditioner to 24 degrees.
As soon as he turned his head, the man suddenly opened his eyes.
The dark eyes are darker than the dark night at this moment.
It seems like there is no limit. Once you fall into it, you will be completely disillusioned.
He Sang almost suffocated. The strong sense of guilt caused her lungs and internal organs to beat faster and spasm. She locked her eyes tightly on the face that was approaching in an instant.
The burnt yellow light bulb was covered with a layer of anti-glare gauze, making the light even more hazy. Outside the window was the quiet moonlight, which penetrated the glass and gently poured onto the ground.
In contrast, Liang Chihui's strength was ferocious, as if welded, and he held her wrist tightly.
"Where did you go?"
"I went to Changning District in the afternoon and stayed in my eldest brother's office for half a day." Sweat oozed from her palms.
"do what."
"In April, the third brother commissioned the eldest brother to investigate the Guanghe Group. He came to me to learn about the situation." He Sang picked up the wine glass, which was one-third full of red wine, but he didn't seem to drink a single sip. She handed it to Liang Chihui, "There were too many residents petitioning during the day, so the eldest brother didn't have time to spare, so it's been delayed until now."
He didn't even touch the glass of wine, his face was gloomy and he turned his head away.
He Sang leaned forward again. "My eldest brother's driver, Uncle Yang, sent me this. There's a camera in the yard. Can you go to the study and check the footage?"
Liang Chihui looked at her.
After staring for a long time, he picked up the mobile phone on the couch and dialed Liang Jing's number.
The call was answered quickly.
"Brother, He Sang has caused you trouble."
"It's okay." Liang Jing said calmly, "If she doesn't marry you, she will marry the third brother anyway. My own sister-in-law can't be a problem."
"I don't know what she and Big Brother were talking about. They were chatting so late."
"She flipped through a few of my books and got sleepy, so she took a nap on the sofa. When she woke up, it was already dark, so I told Lao Yang to take her back to the old house."
Liang Chihui's eyes were stern and he said nothing.
"Why, you don't believe it?" Liang Jing's tone was not very good.
He laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Of course I believe what Big Brother says."
"Are you okay?"
"Sorry to disturb your rest, big brother." Liang Chihui's attitude was as respectful and humble as ever.
Liang Jing hung up the phone, leaned back on the chair, and felt dizzy.
Lied.
I never lie.
The Weng family motto: It is better to hurt people with the truth than to deceive people with falsehood.
There is no such thing as a white lie, fraud is fraud.
He broke his vow.
After cleaning up the kitchen, the nanny was about to close the door and go to sleep when she noticed that the light in Liang Jing's study was still on. She walked into the room in her loose pajamas and came up to him. "Secretary Liang, would you like some milk?"
Liang Jing was startled and leaned back to avoid it. "What milk are you drinking?"
"There's honey goat milk in the refrigerator. It's specially supplied by the sheep farm in Jin County. It's sterilized and has no goat smell."
"No." He leaned back, massaging his forehead. "Cancel the special supply. Go buy it at the supermarket."
"It's the province's idea. You're on the special supply list."
"Don't you understand?" Liang Jing said irritably, "Where's Lao Wang?"
"His daughter-in-law is giving birth in the hospital back home. I'll take over and take care of you for a week."
Liang Jing nodded, "Do you have work clothes?"
The nanny looked at herself and buttoned her clothes. "I was going to sleep... Besides, I'm already 48 years old. Your circle is all about old men and young wives. There's no such thing as young men and old wives. What kind of scandal is there between us?"
She was well versed in worldly wisdom and the gossips of the upper class. Liang Jing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know what to criticize, so he motioned for her to leave.
Liang Jishen washed his pants and took a shower in the public bathroom of the guesthouse. He lifted the door curtain and came out. He was greeted by Erya, who was carrying a basket of mangosteens.
In Changling County, mangosteen is a rare fruit and is freshly harvested, so it is not cheap.
"Brother Xiao Liang, I didn't know which room you lived in, so I searched from the first floor to the second floor, and then downstairs, and I just happened to find you."
Liang Jishen didn't button his shirt, his collar was open, and water droplets were dripping from his clothes. He turned his back to Erya, straightened his shirt, and turned around again.
"Don't send me food anymore. I have a lot of dietary restrictions and I can't get used to it."
Erya nervously stroked the weave of the basket, "Is she your wife?"
He was silent.
"You didn't kiss or hug, you don't look like a couple."
Liang Jishen couldn't help laughing, "Kissing makes them look like a couple?"
"My mother told me that kissing and hugging don't necessarily mean they are married, but not kissing or hugging is definitely not the case. Tong's sister-in-law moved to her parents' home for more than a month, and every night a man hugged her to sleep. I saw them kissing."
"Is Tong's sister-in-law Li Xiaorong from Gate No. 3 on the east side of the village?" Liang Jishen's smile faded and he stared at Erya.
"She's the only one in the village who married someone with the surname Tong. Didn't you go to her house this morning?"
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