Chapter 338 This relationship cannot blossom
He Sang looked up and said, "Your gauze is loose."
She placed the jewelry box on the round wooden table, pressed it down carefully, tore off the adhesive tape, and glued it back on.
While gluing the wound, Liang Chihui pulled it, and the gauze broke open again in the blink of an eye.
He Sang stood on tiptoe and scraped along the curve of the brow bone with his fingertips, centimeter by centimeter. Once it was smooth, he stuck it on. "I always thought that strong and sturdy men were made of iron and were not easily injured or sick. In fact, you are the most delicate."
She pressed back and forth, her hands casting shadows. Liang Chihui stared at her in the shadows, "Am I being delicate?"
"You and the third brother are both spoiled."
He laughed sullenly, "One is tired, the other is tormented, but not squeamish."
"Who did you fight with?" He Sang also stared at him.
"Duan Zhiguo."
She paused, "What if he takes revenge on you again?"
"He's going back to Thailand the day after tomorrow." Liang Chihui bent down slightly to accommodate her height. "Zhao Kai applied to his superiors and they didn't allow him to enter the country."
"Your underground bank has 2.2 billion, and Zhao Kai knows about it," He Sang probed. "Will this cause trouble?"
"It's okay." Liang Chihui was still wary of her and didn't explain too much.
Judging from his tone, he is likely to transfer cash from underground banks.
Even if Zhao Kai joined forces with police from other provinces to seal up and count the bank on the grounds of "huge amounts of property of unknown origin", the actual amounts were too discrepant to be traced.
Because the agreement signed by Liang Chihui was illegally forced by Duan Zhiguo at gunpoint, the data clauses in the agreement are legally invalid, and the 2.2 billion yuan has no real basis. Liang Chihui can defend himself that it was a false report.
He Sang felt that he was like an indestructible wall of steel, and it was too difficult to find a hole in it.
"Director Liang." Assistant Fan stood at the stairs. "I have some official business to report."
Liang Chihui took out a lighter and a cigarette case.
She knew what to do, "I'm going back to my room to memorize my lines. There's a play at 4pm and I'm a special guest."
"I'll take you to the theater."
He Sang smiled and picked up the pile of jewelry boxes, "Okay."
She walked slowly, passed the rest areas on the second and third floors, and glanced upstairs.
Liang Chihui was smoking sideways, hidden in a corner away from sunlight, her outline blurred, and Assistant Fan was staring at her back.
"Ms. He, do you have any instructions?" Assistant Fan suddenly asked.
Liang Chihui tilted his head and glanced at the second floor.
"I have to leave at 3 o'clock at the latest. Will I be in time?" He Sang was calm and composed. The gauze curtains on the window were lifted, and the smoke filled the air, making his face clearer.
"There's still time."
"I might take a shower and need to put on makeup. I'll meet you in the living room at 2:50." She disappeared around the corner.
Liang Chihui retracted his gaze and asked, "Why are you so nervous about her?"
"It involves the Third Young Master." Assistant Fan stepped forward and lowered his voice, "I've already arranged for someone to spread the inside story. The ladies are talking about it, and it's quickly spreading all over the city."
"Teach the third brother a lesson, so that he will remember this. He was so intent on digging up my secrets that he ended up digging up his own debts." Liang Chihui smiled and dusted off the ash from his cigarette. "Erase the traces and don't let it lead back to you."
Assistant Fan was worried. "The Third Young Master had done a great deed, after all. And Song He's father had volunteered to be a guide. The primeval forest was full of dangers, and as a local, he knew the conditions well. The Eldest Young Master had increased the compensation fivefold. Song He's mother also understood the incident and accepted the compensation, resolving the matter peacefully."
"You don't understand the key." Liang Chihui pushed open the floor-to-ceiling door of the terrace. Yishan's back garden was planted with a field of crabapples, and the sea of flowers was endless.
"The third brother disobeyed his superiors' orders and acted on his own, which is a violation. The Song family accepted money and reached a private settlement, which is humanitarian compensation and has nothing to do with public punishment. Now that it's been exposed, the third brother's position in Zhonghai Group will definitely be unstable." He poked the cigarette butt into the cigarette extinguisher. "The third brother can only resign voluntarily to calm public opinion. Without the halo of Zhonghai Group's general manager, his influence will be greatly reduced. The upper class recognizes status and wealth, not people. After he resigns, his only title will be the third son of the Liang family. I am the chairman of the Liang Group. He is below me. What right does he have to fight me?"
Assistant Fan was enlightened. "No wonder you kept Song He as your trump card and never announced it. It really came in handy. We can rest easy now."
"People who are greedy for money are the easiest to control." Liang Chihui walked into the study. "Song He has been sentenced and has no right to dream of the title of the Third Young Master's wife. The Third Young Master was also ruthless and banned any channels for bail and sentence reduction. Her mother was unwilling to accept this. I promised to give the Song family a large sum of money, so of course they are willing to work for me."
Assistant Fan closed the study door.
He Sang was holding a makeup mirror and applying lipstick on the stairs between the first and second floors with an expressionless face.
The sound of the door closing was heard, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.
After a long while, she got up by grabbing the handrail of the stairs and sat on the sofa in the living room.
At 2:40, Liang Chihui went downstairs.
He Sang forked a piece of honey pear, as if nothing had happened, "It's iced, very sweet, would you like to try it?"
Liang Chihui changed his leather shoes at the entrance and said, "I don't like pears."
"What do you like to eat?"
"Fig."
She pulled out a wet tissue to wipe her hands. "Figs don't taste like anything."
"It only blooms but doesn't bear fruit, or perhaps it has never bloomed at all. Its name is worth remembering." Liang Chihui grabbed his wallet and went out first.
He Sang stood there for a second, vaguely understanding what he said.
Some feelings never blossom or bear fruit.
Liang Chihui honked the horn in the courtyard. She ran out and sat in the passenger seat. "Where's Assistant Fan?"
"Organize the documents."
He fastened He Sang's seat belt, turned around and drove out of the south gate of the community. The Swan Lake was sparkling in the afternoon, the wooden corridor was covered with fallen petals, and two pairs of mandarin ducks were wandering on the lake.
"We haven't taken a photo together." He suddenly said.
He Sang was concentrating on reading the script and did not respond.
Liang Chihui glanced at her and asked, "Take a picture?"
She smiled, "If you like taking pictures, we'll take one."
“I’m not very photogenic.”
"I don't look photogenic either." He Sang put down the script and stretched. "My dad told me that beautiful people, whether men or women, don't look photogenic."
Liang Chihui looked forward, "Is that a compliment to me?"
He Sang nodded. "Do I need to praise you? Which woman in Ji Province doesn't praise you?"
He looked at He Sang again. Something was not right with her, but he couldn't describe it, so he simply didn't say anything.
It was 3:40 when He Sang arrived at the theater. She put on her costume, tied her hair into a bun, and prepared to go behind the curtain to prepare for the performance. As she passed the VIP reception room, Mrs. Qiu came out and grabbed her anxiously, "Mr. Liang has caused a big mess!"
Mrs. Qiu gave a rough account of the situation. "I don't know the specific details, but Song's mother caused a scene at Zhonghai Group, accusing Mr. Liang of being ungrateful and saying her daughter was wrongly accused."
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