Chapter 341 Crazy
Liang Chihui grabbed her chin without any warning and kissed her.
He Sang instinctively tilted her head. He didn't kiss her lips, but her cheek. His stubble wasn't as thick as Liang Jishen's. Liang Jishen's hair grew vigorously, and he shaved every five or six hours. His hair was trimmed only once every two weeks. When they rubbed against each other's ears, it always scratched her and made her feel both painful and itchy. Liang Chihui's hair grew at a normal rate, so although his kiss was wild and aggressive, the touch didn't sting.
Liang Chihui restrained her while trying to kiss her lips. He Sang kept struggling, leaning forward to push him away. He had lost his mind, like a lost trapped beast, fighting against himself and driving himself crazy.
"Chi Hui..."
She pushed hard.
The man's warm lips and tongue brushed across the corner of her mouth, with the bitter taste of buckwheat tea. He Sang shouted his name, "Liang Chihui!"
Suddenly.
He came to his senses.
His vision gradually became clear.
He Sang was a small, soft ball with her long hair loose. She was terrified and curled up at the head of the bed, looking at him as if facing a great enemy.
She felt his hands kneading her waist and stroking her back chaotically. She also felt that his body under his shirt and trousers was getting hot, releasing an aura that was unique to men, unique to Liang Chihui.
A strong, burning flame.
He took a step back and turned hastily.
The door was closed. Liang Chihui lowered his head, his chest heaving repeatedly, his heart beating like a drum.
After a while, he calmed down, fumbled out a cigarette, and lit it with his right hand.
Yao Wenji stood at the entrance of the third floor stairs, looking down at him from above, "Second brother."
Liang Chihui stiffened slightly and looked up.
He was very cautious and strangers found it difficult to get close to him. At this moment, he was distracted and didn't notice that there were people around him.
"I've warned you to sleep lightly, and to wait for others to eat first during social gatherings. You can only eat the dishes they've eaten, and you can only drink the wine they've drunk, including unopened wine, which isn't 100% safe either. Don't be absent-minded in any situation." Yao Wenjie said in a serious tone.
Liang Chihui held the cigarette and said nothing.
"Are you off work?"
"Um."
"Liang Yanzhang called your office, but you weren't there, so he called the secretariat." Yao Wenji whispered, "The secretary said you were on a private trip."
Liang Chihui took a long puff and stubbed out the cigarette, "I don't feel well."
"Have you checked?"
He cleared his hoarse throat and said, "It's just a minor problem, nothing serious."
Yao Wenji frowned slightly. "Regularly check for lung nodules. It's time to quit smoking."
The door to the guest room was carefully opened, and He Sang came out. "Aunt Yao."
Liang Chihui pursed her lips, looking awkwardly, looking to the other side, leaning with her back to her.
"Xiao He, are you crying?" Yao Wenji asked her concernedly, "Your eyes are red."
She lowered her eyes and said, "I'm memorizing my lines. I'm feeling sleepy."
The man clenched his fist silently, loosely at first, then slowly tightened and loosened it.
"I'm going back to the study to handle official business." Liang Chihui didn't stop for a second and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
Yao Wenji noticed that the atmosphere was not right, "Xiao He, did you have a fight?"
She shook her head, feeling depressed.
"Second Brother, you have a reputation for being a playboy, but I know him. He's all talk and no action. Most of his affairs with women are just casual flirtations, and some aren't even romantic." Yao Wenji comforted He Sang, "Please be more considerate of him and bear with him. I apologize for his shortcomings."
"Second brother..." He Sang changed his tone, "Chi Hui... is good everywhere."
Yao Wenji relentlessly criticized him, "No matter how good he is, if you're angry, it's still his fault. It's only natural for an old man to coax a young girl. He doesn't know how to be affectionate or humble. Why should you be with him? The streets are full of young men."
He Sang burst into laughter.
Liang Chihui just walked into the study and stopped for a moment.
It was dark outside the window and a small reading light was on in the room.
The pale light and Liang Yanzhang sitting in the light made him feel so cold that his bones went numb.
"I came back early yesterday morning and didn't wake you up."
Liang Chihui stood straight, "Father, do you have any instructions?"
"I don't deserve your order." Liang Yanzhang said sarcastically, walking around the desk. "My most proud second son, in a fit of rage, gave up his underground bank in exchange for a woman, is that right?"
Liang Chihui was silent.
"The bank has 2.2 billion. He Sang's worthless life, and you're risking 2.2 billion?" Liang Yanzhang was half-smiling, surprised, annoyed, and absurd at the same time. "Are you sure you can take back the bank?"
"Not sure," he confessed truthfully.
"Giving it away with open arms, are you serious?" Liang Yanzhang's smile was ferocious, like a skull. "Duan Zhiguo is asking for the Liang Group?"
"Father, I'm different from you. Money is important, but He Sang's safety..."
With a slap in the face, Liang Chihui stopped speaking in the second half of his sentence.
Men are stronger than women. Ji Xilan once slapped Liang Chihui so hard that blood oozed from his teeth. Liang Yanzhang slapped him in anger, leaving a red handprint with fine and dense bloodstains.
"I worked hard to establish the Liang Group and develop it in the Hebei Province market, not for you to play with women."
Liang Chihui tilted his head and did not move.
"A hundred He Sangs are not worthy of my Liang Group. Even if Weng Qiong were still alive and Duan Zhiguo had kidnapped her, I would not give in to the bank or the group." Liang Yanzhang's expression was cruel. "The Weng family is rich, the surname is Weng, and the Liang family is rich. It is the Liang family's confidence. Redeem Weng Qiong, the Weng family will do it, not my Liang family's money."
Liang Chihui suddenly laughed, "Aunt Weng is your first wife."
"So what? She is she, and I am me. If the god of death takes someone's life, will she die for me? It's human nature to choose to live and enjoy one's own happiness." Liang Yanzhang stood in front of him. "I hope my heir will have my style, not indulge in romantic affairs. A so-called wife who is a burden to you and useless is not really a wife."
"Do you really love my mother?"
Liang Yanzhang narrowed his eyes.
"Do you really love Aunt Ji?"
Liang Chihui continued to ask, "Do you really want to train me, care for my eldest brother, and dote on my third brother?"
"I am your mother and Xilan's husband, and your father." Liang Yanzhang said with full energy.
"You only care about profit, a treacherous and cold-blooded person who climbed up from the bottom of the quagmire." Liang Chihui paused after each word. "That's why my eldest brother has been stationed at an embassy abroad for seventeen years and is unwilling to return home. That's why the third brother schemed and set up a trap to get his mother out of trouble and divorce you. That's why my mother was willing to be ruined and sacrifice the innocence that a woman cares most about, just to break free from your control and domination."
"You are so presumptuous—"
Another slap hit his left cheek hard, and a new red mark covered the old one. Liang Chihui's body shook.
Liang Yanzhang panted, "I won't argue with you now. Your top priority is to find a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain." He put his hands behind his back and gave orders, "Spread the word. Several local tyrants in Thailand have kidnapped a group of illegal workers, including Chinese women and child laborers. Lao San's sense of justice will definitely make him apply to be an undercover agent. He is very familiar with the network of evil forces over there. He has made a name for himself in Southeast Asia. The local tyrants will probably give him face and rescue the Chinese illegal workers without losing a single soldier. The border police will agree."
Liang Chihui retorted, "Even if we send the third brother, the news is not true and he will return home immediately."
"You have friends and influence in Thailand. Put on a show and hold the Third Brother hostage." Liang Yanzhang glanced at him with determination. "As long as the Third Brother isn't in Hebei Province, Zhao Kai won't have time to deal with you. Destroy the evidence against the Guanghe Group as soon as possible. Arrange for Tong Da and Tong Er to leave the province and go to the northwest countryside to avoid the limelight. Then, deal with He Sang. I don't need to teach you how to deal with her, do I? There are many entertainment venues in Southeast Asia, and any of them can accommodate her. If you don't deal with her, I will do it myself."
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