Chapter 325: A Beauty
The manager stepped back, and He Sang bent down to support Ni Hong.
Ni Hong sneered and slapped her hand away. "Are you proud? Every brick and tile, every penny of Yunhai Building since its opening has been my contribution. The employees obey my orders, and Chi Hui also values me. For a long time, there have been rumors that I am the future wife of the second young master. His clients, friends, and subordinates all recognize me as the most important woman around him."
He Sang looked at her.
"He doesn't like any of the girls in Yunhai Tower." Ni Hong struggled to get up, leaned against the wall, and took a big sip of red wine. "He hates those women who try to get close to him even more. The smart ones are greedy and materialistic; the stupid ones are boring. I'm his right-hand man, and he can only choose me. He doesn't care about love now, but what about when he's forty? There won't be a single light in the thousands of houses that belongs to him. He'll be lonely and yearn for marriage and a family."
Ni Hong had been lying in the dungeon for a day and a night, her limbs numb. She stumbled towards He Sang, step by step, "So I'm not worried. He'll be mine sooner or later. Middle-aged men are different from young boys. Their passion fades. They've experienced the ups and downs of life. They care about companionship and compatibility. Of course, I'm better than the other girls out there." She grabbed him fiercely, the intense force pulling He Sang forward. "Until you showed up. He seemed like a completely different person."
He Sang was forced to face her face, and Ni Hong's pupils were densely bloodshot, which was particularly terrifying.
"You love Liang Jishen, don't compete with me for Chi Hui." Her eyes were bloodshot and she gritted her teeth. "Revenge him? How proud you are. I love him like crazy and would rather bear everything for him. He doesn't know how to cherish you, but you want to bring him down and harm him. He regards you as a treasure. Why do men act so shamelessly? Why?"
Ni Hong shook He Sang so hard that her stomach churned and she almost vomited.
"If you hadn't set me up, I wouldn't even be in the dungeon!"
"Mr. Ni is a veteran. My little tricks are not worthy of public display. You shouldn't fall into my trap." He Sang leaned back, keeping a safe distance. "I did bribe Male PR No. 3, but a verbal deal isn't solid. After all, I didn't have time to fulfill it, so I have a chance to regret it. He's not stupid. As long as Chi Hui can scare him a little, he will definitely admit his mistake and confess that I was the mastermind behind it."
Ni Hong's eyelashes were trembling, she anticipated what He Sang was going to say next.
"I don't want to hear it!" She covered her ears.
He Sang forcibly pried her hands apart, "Are you scared? Don't you have the courage to listen?"
"Get out!"
"My innocence was nearly humiliated. He lost his mind and didn't care about digging for the truth. He just believed whatever was on the surface. Although men are rational, they can also be irrational when it comes to feelings. You've been with him for years. Is it any use crying out for justice?"
Ni Hong's remaining strength was suddenly drained away, and her eyes were filled with despair.
"I can release you from the dungeon." He Sang said each word with emphasis. "What will you give me in return?"
She laughed sinisterly, "If you don't let me go, he will have to let me go one day. Otherwise, will he keep me locked up for decades?"
He Sang stared at her silently for a long time. "The manager told me that the bartender at the first-floor bar had a pervert who frequently harassed the female employees, pinching their buttocks and grabbing their breasts. He was the security director's cousin and had a strong background, so the female employees had to put up with it. Later, a part-time female college student complained to Chi Hui, and he was detained in the dungeon for a month. The pervert collapsed and has been receiving treatment for three years, but his mental state is still up and down."
Ni Hong couldn't help twitching.
"It's pitch black, there's no daylight, not even an ant. You're living a miserable life. Chi Hui is so busy with work and family matters that he might not even think of you." He Sang looked around and walked out the door. "Mr. Ni, just wish yourself the best."
"He Sang——"
The woman behind him spoke.
He Sang stopped.
"I promise to cooperate with you." Ni Hong lowered her head, and it was impossible to see what her expression was at that moment.
"The financial flows of Yunhai Tower and the underground banks in other provinces, as well as all the secrets of the Guanghe Group, must be handed over to me in three days." He Sang turned around. "Any questions?"
"No problem." Ni Hong remained in that posture.
"Chi Hui will release the people this afternoon. I have a way to save you and a way to get you back in. I advise you to keep your word." He Sang said this and took the elevator upstairs.
The manager walked her to the garage and opened the door, "Goodbye, Miss He."
She circled the car and drove out.
An hour later, it parked at the parking lot of Liang Group.
The front desk clerk discovered that He Sang had come to the company, and made an internal call to the office, and the secretary then informed Liang Chihui.
She had no problems all the way and went straight to the board office.
Liang Chihui was talking to a middle-aged man in the reception area of the office.
He left the old house in the morning and He Sang was still asleep.
Sister Fang said that the second young master did not have breakfast, so she took a detour to Guangyang Tower on her way here and packed some Suzhou-style soup noodles, steamed eggs with meat filling, and pork ribs, glutinous rice and lotus root.
She asked Uncle Zheng, Liang Chihui is fond of these three things.
He uses mineral salt for seasoning, he doesn't use sea salt.
Assistant Fan knocked on the door, "Director Liang."
He Sang entered the house.
The man stood up respectfully, "Is this the chairman's wife?"
Liang Chihui smiled and extended his hand towards He Sang.
She walked over and placed her hand on his.
"Director Gu, a director of the Liang Group, has just returned from inspecting factories in Australia."
He Sang nodded, "Director Gu."
The man lightly grasped her fingertips and immediately let go. "I heard that the chairman's wife is a drama actress?"
"I've performed in a few plays, but they weren't very good."
"You're being too modest." Director Gu teased Liang Chihui, "If you're not a top-notch beauty, how can you conquer Director Liang?"
Liang Chihui grinned, looking at He Sang lovingly. "She's a beauty, but not top-notch. She's far inferior to Madam Gu."
"Beauty fades." Director Gu was also modest. "She is in her forties and cannot compare to the beautiful and vibrant Madam Liang."
He Sang was absent-minded, and Liang Chihui noticed it. He put his arm across her back and grabbed her with force, startling her back to her senses.
"Why is there a smell of food?"
She raised the lunch box, "Your three favorites."
Liang Chihui opened the bag and took a look. "Have you asked Old Zheng?"
She nodded.
"What else do you want to ask?" He teased He Sang gently.
"When you were sixteen, you craved spicy soup and choked so hard that your nose and tears ran down your face. From then on, you were haunted by it. You wouldn't eat a single bite of shredded tofu, pepper, or beef."
Director Gu laughed, "Did Director Liang have such an embarrassing experience when he was young?"
Liang Chihui also laughed, "Don't listen to her nonsense."
"Who is making this up, Aunt Yao..."
He covered He Sang's mouth, the smile in his eyes not diminishing, "Is it not over yet?"
Director Gu took the initiative to say goodbye and closed the door. Liang Chihui tightened his grip around her waist. She felt itchy and struggled, "I'm done. I won't mention it anymore."
"You don't give me face in front of outsiders, do you?"
He was not annoyed, he was just pretending to be angry, and He Sang knew it.
"I thought I could say..."
"Still stubborn."
He Sang lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"Eat some with me." He softened his tone, unpacked his chopsticks, and gave them to her first. "Would you like some soup?"
"Is it chicken soup?"
"yes."
"Drink a bowl."
Liang Chihui's knuckles were slender, like porcelain jade, and he scooped a spoonful slowly.
"You imprisoned Ni Hong in the dungeon."
His movements paused slightly, his expression calm and peaceful, "She violated my taboo, and she deserves the punishment."
"I went to see her."
Liang Chihui was silent.
He Sang probed, "Has the manager reported to you?"
"Um."
None of his subordinates, from directors and senior executives to drivers and nannies, were not afraid of him.
No one has the courage to do a job that would put them in danger.
He Sang had long anticipated that the manager would betray her.
Liang Chihui couldn't possibly keep Ni Hong locked up for life. If he went to the dungeon to meet her, he would be exposed.
"Let Ni Hong go."
He remained silent and ate his noodles politely.
"You are punishing her for me. I don't mind it. No accident happened anyway." He Sang stole a glance at his face. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, as if he was indifferent.
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