Chapter 34: Exercise All Night
When she woke up in the morning, she was the only one in the bedroom, with Liang Jishen's pajamas draped over the leather footstool.
The quilt was warm, just woke up not long ago.
She got out of bed and walked outside. The open kitchen was filled with bright sunlight. The man in the sunlight was wearing cotton straight pants and a beige turtleneck sweater, with his back to the door.
He cracked an egg into the pot with unskillful movements and said in a clear voice, "Have you washed up?"
He Sang was startled. "You have eyes on the back of your head."
Liang Jishen raised his head and saw two figures reflected in the glass in front of him: himself and her.
With a slight move, they overlap perfectly, and with another move, they separate again.
She thought that if she kept quiet, he wouldn't notice.
It turns out that I was just deceiving myself.
Love blinds the mind.
The person with deep feelings is always the one with less deep feelings, and is easily taken advantage of.
The man brought out a bowl of plain noodles and a fried egg with ham, and he felt refreshed.
"I worked up a sweat after exercising all night." Liang Jishen untied his apron and threw it on the chair. "Breakfast is a thank you gift."
She'd been able to hold her own for the first half of last night, kneeling, lying, and standing. Luckily, Liang Jishen's methods had been quite wild before, and he'd remained consistent. But in the second half, He Sang's energy was exhausted, and he got more excited, repeatedly forcing and torturing her, wanting to vent all his life's energy.
To be fair, she deserves his "generous gift".
But He Sang thought about it and didn't understand what their relationship was, so he didn't pick up his chopsticks.
Liang Jishen sat down and looked at her. "Not to your liking?"
She hesitated, "When did you learn to cook?"
"I haven't learned it before." The man spread out his napkin. "It's not difficult."
There was a fresh tooth mark on his middle finger, which matched the size of her front teeth. It was a little after two in the morning, and He Sang was so exhausted that he almost died. Liang Jishen was going crazy at that time. He found that she was out of breath, so he asked her to hold her finger in her mouth. She bit it hard, and under the double stimulation, he surrendered.
The man is too powerful, and although the woman feels happy, it is also dangerous.
At this moment, a car horn was heard in the courtyard. Cheng Xun went out to check and then returned. "It's the Second Young Master's car. He only stays at the old house for show and rarely interacts with you. How could he come to your house in person?"
Liang Jishen wiped his hands with a handkerchief, a chill in his eyes. He Sang stood up with him and said, "I'd better not show up."
As she passed the corridor, she instinctively glanced at the living room.
Liang Chihui wore a pair of brown sheepskin gloves and had his leather coat open. He looked around at the furnishings. It was obvious that this was his first time here.
He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, taller than Liang Yanzhang and Liang Jishen. He Sang has never seen Yao Wenjie. It is said that she is the tallest among the three ladies. She was the third runner-up of Miss Asia in 1980. She shot a one-piece underwear advertisement in Southeast Asia that year. Her bold style and 38E hot silhouette were all the rage. She was nicknamed "the big peach girl in the world."
Liang Yanzhang met her through a beauty pageant, and because he had a grudge against the "big peach girl in the world", they had a quick marriage and divorce.
After having two wives, a movie star and a porn star, Liang Yanzhang returned to his original nature and married Ji Xilan, a commoner woman.
For a woman without a family background or special skills to gain a foothold in a wealthy family, it is a gift from heaven.
The man walked out of the restaurant slowly, a cigarette in his mouth. "Second brother, passing by?"
"I came all the way here to see you. Aren't you welcome?" Liang Chihui noticed the women's white socks on the corner of the sofa as he entered. He didn't point it out and sat down as usual. "You live alone in such a spacious house?"
"You can move in with me." Liang Jishen opened the refrigerator and took out two cans of beer, keeping one for himself and giving one to him. "Don't bring those questionable women of yours."
Liang Chihui raised one leg, looking like a dashing nobleman. "Liang Jing is about to return to China. There are rumors that he will resign as secretary-general and take over the Liang Group. We will all work for him from now on. He can kick anyone out at any time."
Liang Jishen lowered his eyes, concealing the gloom in his expression. "I don't know what Second Brother means."
Liang Chihui squinted his eyes and looked at him. He was the same character as Ji Xilan, cunning and difficult to deal with.
The outside world has three words to describe Liang Yanzhang's third son: watertight, preemptive, and both yin and yang.
"Zhonghai Group is rotten to the core. You're responsible for rectifying it. This is a political task assigned by the province. Once the rectification is completed, you should also withdraw. That is not your territory. In the end, you will return to the Liang family." Liang Chihui said straight to the point, "Why not prepare early? You fight for the third branch, and I will fight for the second branch."
Liang Jishen glanced at him from head to toe, his eyes shrewd, "Second brother is trying to get me to join his gang to fight against Liang Jing together."
The latter smiled and lit a cigarette.
"I have no ambitions for the Liang family. My mother also respects the eldest son." Liang Jishen bent his arms forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He sat in a rough and tumble posture, lazy yet unhurried. "Second brother, you've got the wrong person."
He Sang listened at the door and couldn't help but be curious about how capable and cunning the eldest son of the Liang family was, why he was so powerful in Liang Chihui's words.
She opened the door a crack. Liang Chihui, who was not far away, hit a snag. He didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "Contact me when you figure it out."
He put out his cigarette and walked towards the door. A gust of wind blew towards him. The woman took off her down jacket and walked into the entrance.
Liang Chihui stopped and said, "Miss Song."
"Mr. Liang?"
He smiled and dusted off his coat with his gloves. "What time did Miss Song leave?"
"My mother came to visit me from my hometown, and I'm staying with her for the next two days."
Liang Chihui caught the key information and raised his eyebrows mischievously, "Miss Song didn't stay here last night, right?"
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