Chapter 396 I Want to Take Her Back
Liang Jishen was standing at the skylight on the second floor of the Municipal Bureau making a phone call, but He Sang's phone was turned off.
He would call her from time to time, so that if she got the chance to contact the outside world, he could at least say a word or two to her.
But he kept calling and kept turning off the phone.
A police officer came upstairs carrying a notebook. "Hey, Inspector Liang, aren't you going to the interrogation room?"
He came to his senses and put his phone in his pocket. "I don't have the authority to interrogate the suspect. Liang Yanzhang cooperated with the investigation yesterday and was not convicted. I understand his vulnerability, so I came forward. Since he has pleaded guilty, you are formally bringing him to trial today. It would be against the rules for me to intervene."
"Oh, I forgot. You resigned more than a year ago." The police officer entered the interrogation room and closed the door. The thick iron window blocked the conversation inside.
Liang Jishen stood in the smoky yellow sunset, with faint dark circles under his eye sockets.
Liang Jing's Red Flag had been parked in the compound for an hour. At five o'clock, he finally walked out of Zhao Kai's office and bumped into Liang Jishen. "Are you taking a statement?"
"Um."
Liang Jishen was a heavy smoker, and his throat was slightly hoarse as he chain-smoked. "He Sang is in Liang Chihui's hands."
"What do you mean?" Liang Jing sat on the bench.
He confessed, "I meant to take her back."
Liang Jing was at a loss, "Second Brother won't let me go, right?"
He hummed again.
"I can't accept her either." Liang Jing had many concerns. "He Sang is the future daughter-in-law of the second wife. Everyone in the circle knows it. She has been called Madam Liang for a month. As the eldest brother, is it appropriate for me to forcibly take back my second brother's wife and send her to my third brother?"
Liang Jishen couldn't help but said, "I'm worried that she's not safe."
"The Second Brother has feelings for He Sang, so he wouldn't resort to violence. He Sang is nominally his, and if you snatch her away at this juncture, you'll only push the Second Brother into a corner, making him harder to control." Liang Jing stood up from his chair. "The Liang family is in the spotlight, so don't create unnecessary complications."
Liang Jishen lowered his eyes, suppressing the slightest ripple.
......
The car drove into the General Hospital at six o'clock in the evening.
Liang Chihui had already made arrangements in advance and reserved an outpatient number for the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, waiting for He Sang to come.
The director was a middle-aged woman, quite friendly. She registered her name and age and asked, "When was your last menstrual period?"
"March."
"It's been two months, right?"
"I have irregular periods..."
"Have you tested it at home?"
He Sang shook his head.
Liang Chihui listened carefully, "Are you pregnant?"
"Let's do the test, the results will be out soon."
She straightened her back instantly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Liang Chihui comforted and cared for her. At first glance, they looked like a loving newlywed couple, looking forward to the arrival of a new life.
In fact, He Sang knew very well how big a weakness pregnancy was for Liang Jishen, and how big a handle it was for Liang Chihui.
She tried every possible way to conceal the truth, but in the end she failed.
The truth is revealed.
He Sang trembled even more violently.
After entering the information, the doctor handed Liang Chihui the payment slip and said, "Turn left on the third floor, the blood draw window."
He remembered how He Sang cried in pain when he had a fever and got an injection, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, "Does it hurt?"
"Drawing blood will be painful to some extent." The doctor looked at He Sang and asked, "Are you afraid of needles?"
She looked pale and forced herself to smile, "I'm not dizzy..."
"It's okay, you're lucky. Xiao Liu was on duty. Xiao Liu is the best nurse in our hospital at giving injections. It's as easy as a mosquito bite."
Liang Chihui held He Sang in her arms. Her feet felt weak and she staggered with every step, as if her soul had been torn away.
"Still checking?"
He stopped at the top of the stairs.
"Are you pregnant?"
He Sang was silent.
"I told you I don't like deception. You can talk to me about how to deal with this. You can discuss it. I hate you digesting it all by yourself and hiding things."
She stared at the tangle of shadows on the ground.
"From pregnancy to childbirth, even if it's a miscarriage, it's a life-threatening experience for a woman. It requires meticulous care and countless comforts. Can you endure it all alone?" Liang Chihui ordered her, "He Sang, raise your head."
He Sang shrank back and slowly raised his face.
"You are too bold. You rely on my unwillingness to bear with you and my reluctance to let you go, and you act recklessly." Liang Chihui walked past her and went straight to the blood drawing window. "You must take this shot. I will prick you hard and make you suffer."
She wiped her tears and walked over.
Rolling up his sleeves, he revealed a thin and frail arm. Liang Chihui was furious, but the words on his lips were, "Nurse, please be gentler. She's afraid of injections."
The nurse smiled and said, "My technique is good, it won't hurt."
At the other end of the corridor, Mrs. Wang and her daughter finished their prenatal checkup and happened to pass by here. They noticed Liang Chihui accompanying He Sang to have his blood drawn.
She was surprised, "Isn't that He Sang?"
Mrs. Wang's daughter looked at the blood drawing window. The man was handsome and tall. His shirt and trousers were wrinkled after a day of hard work, but it still couldn't hide his sharp and handsome appearance.
He hugged the woman lightly. The woman turned her head away, avoiding the needle with her eyes. Her soft black hair fell down and piled in the man's slender and strong arms.
Mrs. Wang's daughter met He Sang in the winter. It was at the Armani counter in the China World Mall. He Sang was trying on lipstick with his back to the store door.
Liang Jishen wore brown sunglasses and put his arm around her waist. Although his eyes were covered, the tenderness of his tough man could not be concealed.
"No wonder the second and third sons of the Liang family like her. She's beautiful."
Don't be ostentatious, don't attack.
Suitable for home and family, gentle and thoughtful.
A charming and sentimental taste.
The appearance does not have much appeal to high-class men. Being sensible, beautiful, and smart, half traditional and half independent, these complex traits are the number one killer in the upper-class love field.
"There were rumors at the beginning of the month that He Sang was pregnant, and it turned out to be true." Mrs. Wang narrowed her eyes and watched the scene.
It’s most likely the third son of the Liang family.
Mr. Wang is active in the business world, making money from the Zhang Group on one hand and getting close to Liang Chihui on the other. He is capable of acting as a spy between the Zhang and Liang families, so of course he has a keen eye.
Something is wrong with the second room.
Especially He Sang and Liang Chihui are not right.
The Liang Group is now in deep trouble. The company has problems and the chairman is the first to suffer. Liang Chihui may be in trouble. There are no eternal friends or enemies in the world of fame and fortune. Doing a favor to Liang Jishen is at least useful.
......
Liang Jishen had just returned to China Overseas Group and was working overtime to hold a board meeting.
Cheng Xun received a call from his bodyguard and lost track of Liang Chihui's car.
"Where did you lose him?"
"Horse farm."
"Waste!" Cheng Xun hung up.
Just as he was about to report to Liang Jishen, another call came in from an unfamiliar number.
He pressed it off.
He didn't answer the call until the other party called for the second time.
A woman's voice came from the phone, "Secretary Cheng, I'm the wife of Mr. Wang from the Zhang Group."
Cheng Xun was startled, "I have no dealings with you."
Mrs. Wang was calm and composed. "I'm looking for the Third Young Master. This is about Miss He."
"Ms. He?"
Cheng Xun did not dare to be negligent. He walked to the main seat at the conference table and relayed Mrs. Wang's original words to Liang Jishen.
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