Chapter 334: One thing conquers another
He has good physical fitness and a very high daily training volume. He can run five kilometers without getting red in the face or out of breath. He has a body of strong and muscular muscles and a strong skeleton.
There was no air conditioning in the gym, only one window was open, letting in the evening breeze, and the air smelled of rain and earth.
Beads of sweat slid down Liang Jishen's shoulders and neck, gathering into a line, submerging in the grooves of his skin, soaking a large area.
He Sang tugged at the edge of his trouser leg and said, "I plan to go tomorrow."
"Where are we going tomorrow?" He stopped, lowered his head slightly, and wiped the sweat from his back.
"Changling County."
After Liang Jishen finished wiping, he lifted up his vest and wiped his waist and abdomen. "What are you doing?"
"reconnaissance..."
"You're spying?" He was indeed annoyed. He was annoyed that Liang Chihui answered the phone, but she didn't even clarify a single word, and it took fourteen hours before she remembered him.
She was going to vent her anger during the day, but she was kidnapped by Duan Zhiguo and even nearly suffered a loss at the hands of her bodyguards. He didn't care about venting his anger and was only concerned about her safety.
Now that the crisis is over, his anger has returned.
He Sang's "reconnaissance" made him laugh.
"Since it's inconvenient, you don't have to go. Just be a good chairman's wife." Liang Jishen walked past her and went to the rowing machine not far away.
He sat firmly, stretched his arms forward, pulled, and moved them backward, with standard posture, and the muscles in his legs and abdomen bulged.
Even though He Sang was a little confused, he understood.
She checked the call logs on her phone and found no incoming call from Liang Jishen. However, there was an outgoing call, which lasted 8 seconds. He didn't answer the call, so she canceled it.
"You called me, didn't you?"
Liang Jishen got up from the rowing machine and said, "I have."
"I didn't answer." He Sang swiped the screen from beginning to end. "There's no number for you."
"Yes, he answered it." Liang Jishen pushed her away and walked out of the house.
He took a few steps and stopped again.
It was deleted intentionally by Liang Chihui.
He turned his head and saw He Sang with red eyes, clutching his cell phone.
He looked confused and soft, as if he had no idea what to say.
Liang Jishen held a towel in one hand and put his other hand on his waist, staring at the swaying light on the floor. After a moment, he returned, held her hand, and coaxed her, "I shouldn't have distrusted you. I was wrong."
......
Liang Chihui came down from the third floor and Assistant Fan was waiting for him in the study.
He sat on the chair and picked up the teacup. Sister Fang had just brewed a cup of tea. It was not astringent and had a light flavor. Strong tea would not make it easy to fall asleep.
"Where's Ni Hong?"
"Released from the dungeon."
"Grasp."
Assistant Fan was puzzled. "Didn't you agree to release him at noon?"
"Let you catch it again." Liang Chihui took a sip of tea.
"yes."
Assistant Fan contacted Ni Hong, and was told that the phone was turned off.
His scalp tingled, "Mr. Ni..."
"Has it lost contact?"
Assistant Fan was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
"It's her indeed."
Duan Zhiguo has been an immigrant in Southeast Asia for 20 years. Although he returns to China every Qingming Festival to visit graves and friends, he knows nothing about the situation in Hebei Province.
He Sang was just a drama actress. She had never acted in a movie or appeared in a magazine. She was not famous at all. She only went on tour in Southeast Asia occasionally. Duan Zhiguo was not interested in drama and did not pay attention to actors, so how could he know her relationship with the second branch of the Liang family?
He didn't know her and had never seen her before, but he knew that she lived in the old house and knew her importance, so he intercepted her accurately and used her as a bargaining chip.
Ni Hong hated him, and hated He Sang even more.
The hatred for him is mixed with too deep love and attachment. The purer the love, the more violent the hatred.
Liang Chihui threw the teacup hard, and it hit the door panel with a crisp "crack" sound, exploding in the silent night.
"Director Liang..." Assistant Fan squatted down to pick up the debris, "I will immediately arrange for bodyguards to search for Mr. Ni's whereabouts."
"No need to go to great lengths." Liang Chihui rested his head on the back of his chair, looking confident of victory. "She will show up. Her adoptive mother and brother are in my hands. I need you to do something else."
Assistant Fan finished cleaning it up and threw it in the trash can. "Your orders."
"I'm going to expose a secret of the third brother." Liang Chihui smiled coldly. "The third brother was working undercover at the border many years ago and had an accident. At that time, criminals took hostages and fled into the primeval forest. There were swamps and deep pits in the forest. If you accidentally walked into one of them, the risk of casualties would be very high. After comprehensive consideration, the provincial government ordered a retreat. The third brother acted on his own and was ambushed due to insufficient preparation. Song He's father, who served as a guide into the forest, was killed by the criminals. Although the third brother successfully arrested the criminals and made great contributions, he engaged in personal heroism and disobeyed the instructions of his superiors. It was against the rules to be on the front line of danger."
Liang Chihui stood up and faced the window. The skyscrapers in the city center were brightly lit, and the dark sky looked like a huge, hideous hole.
This city is magnificent, but also has undercurrents.
"Song He's father is an ordinary citizen. Because of the third brother's arbitrary actions, he suffered an undeserved disaster. If the news spreads, the third brother will be held responsible for serious dereliction of duty. Not only will his career be completely ruined, but public condemnation will drive him to death. The Liang family didn't allow him to participate in that operation. He secretly submitted the application, and Old Zhang approved it, helping the third brother deceive the Liang family. My father and Ji Xilan were completely kept in the dark. Old Zhang is also jointly responsible."
Assistant Fan suddenly realized, "So the truth was concealed from everyone, including the Liang family."
"Liang Jing knows." Liang Chihui played with the lighter on his fingertips. "He flew back to Hebei Province to personally handle the Song family's pension and condolences to their families. The third child was poisoned by a snake and fell into a coma. After he woke up, Liang Jing had already rushed back to the foreign embassy."
"Where are Song He and her daughter?"
"Song He and her daughter knew the third son's predicament, so they naturally wanted to take advantage of Old Song's accident to make money and build a future. The money will be spent, and only by becoming the third son's wife can they keep the wealth and prosperity for the rest of their lives." Liang Chihui opened the metal cover and lit a cigarette. "The third son bought an RV and originally settled them in his hometown. The gang of criminals is a gang that sells banned drugs. These drug dealers are the most vicious. The third son arrested the backbone of the gang. They couldn't chase them to Hebei Province, so they targeted Song He and her daughter locally."
Assistant Fan held up the ashtray and caught the ashes he had dusted off. "Later, Song He escaped death and moved to Hebei Province. It was only natural for her to move into the unused house owned by the third brother. Song's mother suggested living in another province to treat her stress disorder. Song He lived alone, was afraid of strangers, and had a weak constitution, so the third brother naturally took time out to take care of her."
"The blood-soaked bun and the righteousness of status are the most conscientious." Assistant Fan sighed. "If they can't control you, they can definitely control the eldest and third sons. Anyone with a position, a halo, and a future will definitely be afraid. Besides, Song He is simple and weak. Unless you are a playboy who has seen countless women, it will take a year or two to see through her."
"What do you mean?" Liang Chihui glanced at him, "I can't handle this romantic wanderer, can I?"
Assistant Fan laughed, "Women's little tricks just don't work on you."
"You overestimate me." Liang Chihui took a few deep puffs, satisfied his craving, and stubbed out his cigarette. "The law of the food chain in this world is that one thing always conquers another, without exception."
Assistant Fan stood quietly.
"You do the work."
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Liang Chihui came out of the study and went to the guest room.
He Sang lay on the bed, with one leg exposed outside the blanket and the other leg hooked under the blanket. Her sleeping posture was unrestrained and uninhibited, in stark contrast to her pretty and pleasing appearance.
The extreme contrast, beautiful on one side and interesting on the other, always attracts men's attention.
Liang Chihui slowed down his pace and approached the bed. He was exhausted and overly panicked after the day, so it was no wonder that He Sang was sleeping soundly and snoring softly.
He chuckled in his throat, gently tucked in the corner of the quilt for her, and opened the curtains a little to let in the scattered moonlight. She was afraid of the dark, and too much light would be too glaring, so she was rather delicate.
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