Chapter 359 I thought you would be jealous, even a little bit
Liang Chihui rested his chin on her shoulder and bent over, "I'm asking for leave."
"Why?"
"I miss Mrs. Liang." He smiled and looked at her.
He Sang was surprised, "Didn't you see me during the day?"
"I've seen it and I miss it."
A moment of dead silence.
Liang Chihui couldn't hold it anymore, so he let go of her hand as if nothing had happened, and rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Have you learned baking from Mrs. Lin?"
He Sang stared at the edge of his earlobe. He had fair skin and short hair, which just revealed a hint of unnatural red.
Liang Chihui was known for his playboy reputation and was a master at acting according to circumstances. The "fake Neptune" played the game more flamboyantly and openly than the "real Neptune" in public, but when it came to the real thing, he was no match for him.
"I learned how to make sugar-free cakes and grape mochi, and I was planning to learn a few more. But then Mrs. Lin's daughter found out she was pregnant. They were originally going to be engaged at the beginning of the year and married at the end of the year, but Mrs. Lin wanted to hold the wedding before the baby bump showed, and wear a beautiful wedding dress. A wedding is a woman's most important day, so don't compromise."
Liang Chihui leaned over and asked, "How old is Mrs. Lin's daughter?"
"About twenty-one or twenty-two. The pregnancy was an accident." He Sang tied her hair into a ponytail. "Mrs. Zheng is impatient. She's already named the baby: the boy Zheng Liye and the girl Zheng Chengjia."
"Get married and start a family?" Liang Chihui smiled.
"Yeah, it's really rustic."
"A bit earthy."
He Sang's eyes lit up when he started gossiping. "Mrs. Lin said the Zheng family is prominent and has a family tree. She also thinks the name is unfashionable, but the Lin family can't decide on the Zheng family's bloodline."
"The Liang family also has a family tree." Liang Chihui stared at her quietly, "My father and uncle's generation were from Yan, our generation is from Chi, and the next generation is from Kang."
"Recovery?" she wondered. "Delayed recovery?"
Liang Chihui laughed stiflingly, "No more nonsense."
He Sang hadn't expected a wealthy family like the Liang family to have such arbitrary rankings. It was really unpleasant to hear, "If you have a son in the future, name him Liang Kangjian or Liang Kangtai. What will you name your daughter?"
"From purity."
"Liang Chunzhen." She applauded. "My daughter sounds good."
Liang Chihui reached out and brushed aside the small raised hair on her forehead. "If you give birth to a son and don't like Congkang, you can give him any character you like. After all, with the example of Liang Jing, your father won't interfere."
He Sang's smile froze. "I've had a physical examination and it's not easy for me to have children."
"It's because it's hard to give birth. She doesn't want to give birth to a child with me." Liang Chihui half-seriously and half-teasingly said, "What if she recovers?"
She smiled bitterly, "It's not that easy."
"He Sang, are you hiding something from me?"
She was almost stiff all over. The nanny would never dare to betray her. If she betrayed her, the nanny would be blamed.
He Sang firmly believed this, so he gritted his teeth.
"I didn't hide it from you."
Liang Chihui stared at her for a long time, laughed, and stroked her brow with his thumb, "I'm teasing you, your face is pale."
"You hurried back from the company just to tease me." He Sang sighed secretly and turned around to rummage through the cosmetics in the drawer.
Half of them were unopened, as they were gifts from Liang Jishen. He had a pure straight male aesthetic, and most lipstick shades were not suitable for her. Her facial features were suited to dark colors, which made her look charming when she put them on. But Liang Jishen didn't understand, so he bought the best-selling ones, and He Sang couldn't use them.
It would be a pity to throw them away, so she unscrewed them one by one and tried on the makeup one by one. If she found them acceptable, she would keep them. If she found them unpleasant, she would throw them away.
A rough count revealed that there were more than thirty of them.
In fact, Liang Jishen is not unromantic. He buys gifts very frequently. He gives girls their favorite bags, cosmetics, and small jewelry worth tens of thousands of yuan every month. He gives expensive gifts on major holidays and thoughtful gifts on minor holidays. He is willing to spend money to create surprises.
But he is also a straight man with a straight tongue. Women may not hear a single romantic and tender word of love in eight hundred years, including when given gifts. The sentence He Sang hears most often is: I like to receive it, I don’t like to throw it away.
It always feels like they are not in a relationship, but like an old married couple, or even a business deal.
He Sang came back to his senses and asked, "Should we prepare a gift for the Lin family?"
"Let's do it tomorrow. The Lin family is busy today and they don't have time to entertain us."
Liang Chihui stood in front of the dressing mirror and tugged at his tie. He Sang walked over and touched his tie, and her hand paused.
It's not the bow tie she wore at noon.
He Sang knew how Liang Chihui tied his tie. It was definitely not something he did himself, and Assistant Fan was not responsible for his appearance. It was obviously tied by a woman. It was graceful and traditional. It was probably her first time tying a tie for him, so she was a bit awkward and cautious. The tie was an inch below his collarbone and was tied loosely so as not to be tight.
But it turned out to be a good idea, as it matched Liang Chihui's calm, easy-going and gentle temperament.
This girl must have carefully studied Liang Chihui's demeanor and dressing style.
Smart, and willing to lie dormant.
He Sang is Mrs. Liang in name only, and there are some people outside who are eager to take over and become the "little Mrs. Liang" who is "in name only".
She ignored it, untied it, and hung it on the tie rack in the cloakroom. Liang Chihui slept in the guest room, and his clothes were in the master bedroom. Next to the door of the suitcase was a briefcase with the zipper open, and a faint sweet fragrance wafted out. "Did you buy the ripe pear cake?"
Liang Chihui came over and took off his home clothes, "Do you have a dog nose?"
"I love to eat, so of course my nose is good."
He Sang opened his briefcase and pulled out a box of hot ripe pear cakes. Underneath was a Winnie the Pooh lunch box. She was startled.
The men of the Liang family are precocious and intelligent. Not to mention that Liang Chihui is 34 years old, even a 14-year-old might not like this kind of style. Thinking about his tie, He Sang understood.
She took it out along with the lunch box and asked, "Is the company hiring a secretary?"
Liang Chihui turned his back to her and took off his trousers, "No."
He was only wearing a pair of linen grey boxer briefs. The sunlight filtered through the window screen, making his waist and hips look strong and masculine.
He Sang looked away uncomfortably, "Assistant Fan is gay? 0?"
The man suddenly laughed, "Who told you that?"
She also thought it was ridiculous. Assistant Fan had a stable fiancée and they had been in a long-term relationship for many years. It was said that they were getting married next year.
"Did you buy this?" She shook the lunch box, and the aluminum spoon clanged.
Liang Chihui explained calmly, "He Yan prepared the lunch."
"That girl who works part-time at the restaurant?" He Sang remembered it vividly. "You made an exception and hired her to the secretariat. She's really grateful."
"What's your impression of He Yan?"
"She's pretty. She's your employee. Just make a good impression on her." He Sang opened the lid of the box. "She's a good cook. Her food is delicious and tasty."
He Sang picked up a piece of asparagus and tasted it. "Did she tie your tie too?"
"Yes." Liang Chihui was very frank.
"You're better than me." After tasting it, she put down the spoon and ate the cooked pear cake.
The room was quiet and Liang Chihui's breathing could be vaguely heard.
Ups and downs, magnificent waves.
He Sang noticed his breathing approaching him, and subconsciously turned his head. Liang Chihui was indeed very close.
"Mrs. Liang is so generous. If you allow a woman with ulterior motives to get close to the man who takes care of you, there is a danger of replacing you and snatching you away."
She didn't have time to swallow the ripe pear cake in her mouth and kept backing away.
"I thought Mrs. Liang would be jealous, even if it's just a little bit." Liang Chihui continued to press forward, "It turns out you really don't care at all, not at all."
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