Chapter 382 Trying on a Wedding Dress
He Sang was dozing off in her bedroom in the afternoon when she heard mixed laughter from men and women outside. She opened the door and saw Mrs. Huo holding the wedding dress box and unable to let it go. Liang Chihui and Mr. Huo were playing Go in the living room.
"Awake?" He placed a white stone. "Have you eaten the bird's nest on the bedside?"
She shook her head, said hello to Mrs. Huo, and sat down at the chess table. Her eyes were hazy and dazed, and there were red marks on her face from the pillow. Liang Chihui suddenly laughed and rubbed the corner of her eye, "There's eye boogers."
He Sang closed her mouth obediently, and when he finished rubbing her, she opened it again, "Did you win?"
"He wins!" Mr. Huo was so frustrated with his defeat that he fought hard for one round after another. "He beat me by six games."
"How many games have you played in total?"
Mr. Huo took advantage of Liang Chihui's unpreparedness and secretly regretted his move, "A total of... six games."
Liang Chihui gave Mr. Huo three and a half stones in the last game, which was a free gift. Mr. Huo still lost one and a half stones. "Mr. Huo is a bad chess player. You are no better than him."
He Sang glanced at the situation on the chessboard and said, "Boss Huo's chess skills are not as good as mine. I can't lose this game."
Mr. Huo laughed heartily. Liang Chihui picked up the chess pieces and said, "Old Huo, you've embarrassed yourself terribly."
"Mrs. Liang knows how to play Go." Mrs. Huo walked forward, holding the box. "You are so talented."
"I'll teach her some entry-level moves." Liang Chihui joked, "Mrs. Liang is my most unsuccessful apprentice."
Mrs. Huo took He Sang's hand and said, "Mrs. Liang, take a look at my daughter's wedding dress." She spread it out on the sofa. It was a deep V fishtail style with hollow lace on the back and transparent tulle fifteen centimeters wide above and below the knees. It was particularly sexy and noble.
"This brand is so popular for a reason, it's because it's beautiful." He Sang stroked it gently.
Mrs. Huo was delighted. "Did you pick up the piece Mr. Liang ordered?"
"We're working on it." Liang Chihui's eyes were fixed on the wedding dress, as if he was thinking about something.
"There are four main styles of wedding dresses: floor-length, mermaid, straight, and wavy. Mrs. Liang is slender and graceful, so the mermaid style suits her best. It flatters her figure." Mrs. Huo handed the wedding dress to He Sang. "Please try on my daughter's dress. If it suits you, Mr. Liang can customize the same style. Mrs. Wang and I have the same style. She picked it up three days later, and I picked it up myself. We have templates for the same style, so it ships quickly. Otherwise, you'll have to wait in a long line!"
He Sang evaded the question, "How can I try on Miss Huo's wedding dress? The bride has taboos."
"What's the taboo? There are so many people coming and going in bridal shops, aren't they all trying on dresses?" Mrs. Huo pulled her to the cloakroom. "Please share in my daughter's happiness and become a bride soon. Mr. Liang is not young anymore. He said last time that it's you who doesn't want to marry, not him..."
Mrs. Huo was a chatterbox who spoke without restraint, and her noises gave He Sang a headache. She changed into her wedding dress in a daze with the help of Mrs. Huo.
She was not wearing any makeup and her hair was not tied up. It was just draped over her shoulders. Her hair was like black algae, and it seemed that it would break at the touch of a finger. That feeling of breaking struck the soul and captured the man silently.
Capture Liang Chihui.
He knew that He Sang would look beautiful in a wedding dress.
But I don’t know what kind of beauty it is.
Clear, pure, without impurities, and with well-proportioned contours.
Her plumpness is actually more distinctive and charming than her slimness.
Liang Chihui looked at her silently for a long time, "Come here."
He Sang walked over.
He wrapped her hand, which was cool and soft, and asked, "Do you like this one?"
"I like it." She nodded.
"Turn around."
He Sang turned his back to him.
Liang Chihui stroked her narrow spine, sliding down along the joints inch by inch until he reached her waist. He pressed his fingertips on the lumbar vertebrae, one of the most sensitive parts of the body, arousing an instinctive numbness. In an instant, He Sang couldn't help but shudder, and turned back abruptly to face him.
He looked at Mrs. Huo and said, "I ordered a floor-length veil that's three meters long, but she seems to be more suited to a mermaid style. I'll order another one."
Mrs. Huo unzipped He Sang's back and said, "Director Liang's wedding will definitely be grand, so it's only right to prepare a few more wedding dresses."
He Sang took off her wedding dress, changed back into her own clothes, and then went to the kitchen to bake a cake.
Mrs. Huo followed suit and helped.
"Mrs. Yao is going abroad."
"Go abroad?" He Sang was stunned.
"Yes." Mrs. Huo spread the egg wash evenly with a spatula. "Back in Chiang Rai, Thailand, there's a local gang gathering place. The police don't go far enough there, leaving their own business alone. Many illegal immigrants live and work there, and it's like being in prison. They don't get paid or given time off."
"I know my aunt has property in Thailand, but I don't know the exact address. Is it in Chiang Rai?"
"Mrs. Yao has bought ten manors in Bangkok and Pattaya. Her fixed assets are worth 5 billion Thai baht. She's a well-known Chinese female tycoon." Mrs. Huo stuffed the cakes at He Sang. "Southeast Asia is a chaotic place. Rich businessmen have close ties with local tyrants. If they get into trouble, they can just spend a lot of money to resolve it, no matter how big the problem is."
He Sang took it absentmindedly and put it in the oven. "Auntie is dating Duan Zhiguo?"
"They are sworn enemies!" Mrs. Huo wondered. "You are the daughter-in-law of the second wife, and you don't even know who your future mother-in-law has grudges against or is friendly with."
She smiled awkwardly, "I'm not married."
"That's right. Rich parents-in-law hate their daughters-in-law asking around, especially when it comes to their property." Mrs. Huo washed the fruit and cut it into small pieces on the chopping board. "Mrs. Yao and Old J are friends. Old J is well-connected in Chiang Rai, while Duan Zhiguo is well-connected in Chiang Mai. They each dominate their own territory and are enemies. Mrs. Yao had trouble in Thailand, and Old J was the one who solved it."
He Sang followed the clues and dug deeper. "Did the money my aunt invested in Thailand come from an underground bank in another city?"
"Yes!" Mrs. Huo was not at all wary of He Sang. After all, she was Mrs. Liang, and Liang Chihui protected her, so she spoke freely. "The money shop is a private bank for wealthy businessmen to use in emergencies. The interest rate is lower than that of usury, so it's not illegal. Lao J opened an account at the border and first transferred the money domestically. Lao J received the money, laundered it, and then transferred it to Thailand. Director Liang's money shop was clean from beginning to end and had no connection with overseas. As for Lao J, it doesn't matter if something goes wrong. He is overseas and the domestic police can't control him."
He Sang suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Liang Jishen had found nothing after investigating for so long.
Old J is the hook.
The hook is outside the country.
The big local tyrants basically buy Internet domains, hire hackers, and have overseas accounts and financial pipelines. They form an independent and secretive system. Once monitored and hacked, the other party will notice it immediately. If the local police station does not cooperate, the domestic police will be helpless.
When He Sang first met Yao Wenjie, he guessed that this woman was no ordinary person.
I never expected that she was so extraordinary.
The second wife and her son of the Liang family, one monopolizes the Chinese factories in Thailand, and the other monopolizes the financial resources of Hebei Province. On the surface, everything is calm, but all the limelight and power are concentrated on Liang Jing and the third wife and her son. In fact, they are extremely rich and terrifyingly smart.
Unfortunately, men and women are social animals.
There are no such things as secrets.
If you ask your subordinates to do something, you are bound to fail to keep it secret from them.
From the day Liang Chihui took office as an executive of the Liang Group, President Huo had been a loyal supporter of his ship. He had experienced prosperity, adversity, promotions, and demotions, but President Huo had never wavered or betrayed Liang Chihui in the past ten years. On the one hand, Liang Chihui valued President Huo; on the other hand, he was far-sighted and unwilling to reveal his true identity. As a top student in the Department of Finance, a rare sight in the 1980s, President Huo was his right-hand man in some of the bank's loan businesses, and many complex contracts were negotiated by President Huo himself.
In addition to Mr. and Mrs. Huo, even Liang Jishen, who has been undercover in Thailand for many years, may not be aware of the conflict of interests between Old J and Mrs. Yao.
He Sang tried every possible means to use Liang Chihui's influence to infiltrate the circle of wealthy wives, create the image of his extremely beloved and trusted future wife, and get close to the core network around him, and Mr. and Mrs. Huo are the core.
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