Chapter 370 Rumors
The more he remained silent, the more frightened He Sang became. "The older generation gave birth to children in a muddleheaded way, but they raised them strong and healthy. Young Master Wang is tall and mighty, which is a blessing for you, Ma Hu." Her smile widened and she changed the subject, "Isn't Young Master Wang here?"
"He's with his wife." Mrs. Wang was angry. "I liked my previous daughter-in-law, but he insisted on getting a divorce. The current daughter-in-law is not a decent girl. He met her at the club. Is there anything fun working at the club?"
"Your words are too harsh," Mr. Wang scolded her. "Are there no decent women in the club? You're the mother-in-law, and you're talking bad about your daughter-in-law behind her back. How can you expect a good relationship between them?"
"You go to the club every day, and have a hot relationship with Xiao Tingting and Xiao Qingqing. Do you think it hurts you? Are you planning to follow your son's example, divorce me, and marry a woman from the club?"
"What do you look like!" Mr. Wang's face turned pale.
He Sang let out a long sigh.
Although the ladies in the backstage were dressed simply, their makeup was not perfunctory. They all put on makeup. He Sang's lips were light-colored, and her white dress did not make her look healthy, and she looked listless.
She took out the lipstick from her bag, hurriedly fled the place, and went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.
Turning the corridor, Mrs. Tang and Mrs. She just came in from another door, also touching up their makeup. "The second and third branches of the Liang family are finally reconciled for once."
"Standing in a row and saluting is harmony?"
"At Ji Xilan's birthday party last year, the second young master gave her a large Buddha statue made of 88 kilograms of gold." Mrs. Tang removed her red lipstick and applied purple-red lipstick. "The gift arrived, but the person didn't. Why?"
Mrs. She was curious, "Why?"
"A show of force!" Mrs. Tang smacked her lips. "Second Young Master, what you're saying is that etiquette, benevolence, and filial piety are the Liang family's family mottos. I have family mottos, and I don't take you seriously."
Mrs. She suddenly realized, "You are very knowledgeable."
"How old is the eldest son?" Mrs. Tang finished applying her lipstick and fixing her hair. "He's probably forty."
"Thirty-seven or thirty-eight."
Mrs. Tang looked in the mirror, turned around, and adjusted the hem of her dress. "You're still not married at such an old age, but the second young master is getting married soon."
"The Second Young Master's wife seems to be pregnant." Mrs. She happened to witness He Sang vomiting. "She and the Second Young Master have been together for more than a month."
Mrs. Tang winked and said, "She was still with the Third Young Master in early April. It was a seamless transition."
"The second branch has a grandson, and Yao Wenjie is very proud." Mrs. She sighed.
Mrs. She was a victim of Yao Wenji's glamorous days. She had a brief encounter with Yao Wenji and had been obsessed with her ever since, spending millions treating her to dinner and karaoke. Yao Wenji simply refused because she was married. However, Mrs. She felt she was playing hard to get, playing the long game, and determined to become the unattainable white moonlight of men. She viewed her as an imaginary enemy, which resented her greatly.
"Who knew he was the eldest grandson of the second or third wife?" Mrs. Tang nudged Mrs. She. "Does He Sang know that himself?"
Mrs. She chuckled, "Of course she knows, but the Second and Third Young Masters may not know."
They were immediately happier.
"She's quite capable. When she was in the theatre, she was arrogant and looked down on Hu Dafa. Now she has great ambitions and has set her sights on the Liang family."
He Sang did not go over to touch up her makeup. She stood there for a moment, turned back to the inner court, poured a glass of white wine, and went to the main seat to complain to Liang Jing.
"Brother, they are saying bad things about you."
Liang Jing looked over her head and looked down at the group of ladies. "Why are you saying bad things about me?"
"You're old."
"Fact." He accepted it calmly.
"But you're not old." He Sang responded quickly, "You're ripe."
Liang Jing almost broke into laughter, but he suppressed his raised eyebrows and asked, "Really?"
She was not wearing any makeup today, her skin was fair and smooth, and her eyebrows were thin and newly trimmed. She liked to shave her eyebrows narrowly, which made her upturned eyes look lively and pretty, like a clever little fox. Occasionally, on stage, she would draw her eyebrows into willow-leaf eyebrows, and match them with long or short Chinese cheongsams, which made her look charming and bright.
Liang Jing initially thought she was a silly and stupid woman, but when he saw how she controlled the second and third sons, and how she moved around the Liang family and the upper class with ease, and how she was quite popular, he gradually changed his mind.
This girl is quite thoughtful.
The third brother has little experience in love, he is a pure straight man, if a girl catches his eye, she will at least fool him a little, and he will be excited and cherish her; the second brother is a veteran in the love field, he is a master of "catching monsters", it is not easy for the little fox to fool him.
Whether it was the power of her "trickery" or the second brother's willingness to play dumb, these were all methods that ordinary girls didn't have.
"Let them talk."
"How can that be?" He Sang moved a chair and sat down, trying to persuade him earnestly, "Where is Big Brother's dignity? It's Aunt Weng's death anniversary, a happy day—"
She choked.
Liang Jing glanced at her indifferently.
"A day of great sorrow..." He Sang bit his tongue. It was neither joyful nor sorrowful. It was too much of a thunderbolt. "A day of neither joy nor sorrow—"
"Okay." Liang Jing didn't make things difficult for her.
He didn't originally approve of celebrating a ghost's birthday. Why would someone who'd passed away years ago celebrate a birthday if they were still alive? He understood that the high-ranking officials in Ji Province frequently held banquets: full-month banquets, wedding banquets, funeral banquets. But they also sent out invitations year after year for graduation banquets, divorce banquets, and even wedding anniversaries. It was simply because they didn't have the guts to be corrupt but had the guts to accept gifts. The more powerful the host, the more gifts the guests would give, making a legitimate profit.
Liang Jing didn't care about money, but Liang Yanzhang urged a grand wedding, muttering that "a cycle of sixty years" meant it was time to be reborn. Weng Qiong was his first wife and deserved this honor. The Weng family was also respectable and offered not to accept gifts.
The Weng family hated the Liang family so much that they would never have any contact with them until their death.
Liang Jing was determined to repair and ease the relationship, so he agreed.
"They provoked you, didn't they?" He took the white wine from He Sang's hand and took a sip.
She slowly lowered her eyelids.
"You're playing tricks on me." Seeing her acquiesce, Liang Jing softened his tone. "Is what you said offensive?"
"Mrs. Tang is spreading rumors." He Sang pursed his lips. "I have a lot of scandals, I'm not afraid. The third brother has a position in Zhonghai Group, he's afraid."
Liang Jing looked at her. No matter who she followed, she always protected the reputation of the third brother. After all, she was loyal and had a conscience.
It's not that it's none of my business.
Rumors must be strictly suppressed as soon as they emerge. The longer you let them go, the more chaotic it will become. If you wait until they spread widely before taking action, the outside world will only think that you are angry and want to silence them with force.
"Feeling wronged?" Liang Jing handed her a piece of bear cake. This cake was made by the pastry chef for the children among the guests. "Strawberry flavor."
He Sang held up the rice paper and said, "Fat."
"Sugar-free."
She sucked the cream on it, "Not sweet..."
Liang Jing snatched it away and said, "Eat it if you like."
Mrs. Tang and Mrs. She came over with their respective husbands to pay their respects. Liang Jing stood up from his chair, "Mr. Tang, Mr. She."
"Oh, a car accident! What bad luck!" Mr. She waved his hand. "A celebrity was performing in Hebei Province, and the intersection was completely jammed. My driver got annoyed and drove too fast, hitting the bodyguard who was maintaining order. I'm late. Please forgive me, Secretary Liang."
Liang Jing smiled and said, "It's okay. Where's Mr. Tang?"
"The male star in the commercial performance is my wife's favorite. She went to see the performance and wasted time."
"I love listening to him sing, what's so special about him!" Mrs. Tang was unhappy. "What nonsense are you and Secretary Liang talking about?"
Mr. Tang continued to tease her, "You spent millions buying his magazines and endorsing his products. Everyone in the industry knows about it. Are you embarrassed now?"
Mrs. Tang beat him.
Liang Jing shook his wine glass meaningfully. "Everyone has hobbies. Mrs. Tang's hobby of praising celebrities is understandable. But if she has a hobby of gossiping behind people's backs and offends the wrong people, then it's not a beneficial hobby. It's a rotten hobby that brings disaster."
Mrs. Tang froze.
Mr. Tang also frowned, "Why does Secretary Liang say that?"
Liang Jing didn't answer him. Instead, he smiled and introduced He Sang to them. "My future sister-in-law. You should have seen her. She's an actress at the drama theater."
He paused, "He Sang."
He Sang raised his glass towards Mrs. Tang and Mrs. She, "Mrs. Tang's lipstick is beautiful. Did you reapply it in the sink?"
Mrs. Tang became increasingly stiff.
Even Mr. Tang noticed that something was wrong with her. "What are you talking about behind her back?"
"Mrs. Tang and Mrs. She like to joke. Don't forget to take me with you next time. I like jokes too." He Sang took a sip of orange juice.
Mrs. Tang's smile is uglier than her crying.
Not long after, she and Mrs. She used the excuse of going to dinner and dragged her husband away.
"Brother, you are a few years older than me. It's true that old ginger is more experienced." He Sang was praising Liang Jing, but when it entered Liang Jing's ears, it was not a compliment.
"Are they saying I'm old, or are you?"
She shrank back and stepped back cautiously.
Liang Jing watched her move further away, then suddenly smiled and said to Old Yang beside him, "She really knows how to kill with a borrowed knife."
Old Yang also laughed, "So you were just teasing her."
He Sang slipped back to the guest area and searched for Mrs. Huo. After searching for a long time, he didn't find her, but found Liang Jishen.
The man took off his suit and wore only a black shirt. His features were very dark, except for the shiny belt buckle around his waist, which shone with a faint white light, brightening the overall look and making it less depressing.
He walked straight towards her from the north dining area.
He Sang guessed what he was going to do. The news that she vomited and was suspected of being pregnant was most likely spread to him. In fact, she herself didn't even know whether she was pregnant or not. Liang Chihui had not returned to the mansion for the past two days. The nanny and bodyguards were closely monitoring her. He didn't ask for a test, and she didn't have the tools to test for pregnancy.
In public, she was worried that the situation would get out of control, so she turned around in a panic.
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