Chapter 403: Out of ten good, I give you eleven points
Liang Chihui's eyes were as sharp as a sword, cutting her centimeters, "Does it hurt?"
He Sang's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
“It doesn’t hurt…”
Liang Chihui stared at her, "Why doesn't it hurt?"
She took a deep breath, "You didn't use any force."
“Why didn’t I use any strength?”
He Sang's cheeks became paler and paler.
"Why don't you answer?" Liang Chihui dragged He Sang fiercely and dragged him in front of him. The teacup on the corner of the table fell to the ground, and the sound of it shattering echoed throughout the living room.
"You're too clever, and you used that cleverness against me." His chest felt hard, swelling. "I suppressed all my desires, my cunning, respected you, and adapted to you, and yet you stabbed me in the back again and again."
Liang Chihui glanced at the oyster omelet on the coffee table. He Sang had eaten one third of it. She didn't like the fishy smell of seafood, so she had to pretend under the supervision of the nanny. Otherwise, if Mrs. Lin had taken great pains to send it to her and she didn't eat it, she would be exposed.
She knew that the truth would be revealed, so she left some of it behind on purpose. Mrs. Lin acted as a messenger to prove that He Sang said nothing but what to eat; secondly, it proved that the third brother did go to the Salt Lake to buy oyster omelets and personally handed them to Mrs. Lin. It just so happened that Tong Er was in the Salt Lake and caught him.
From the beginning to the end, Mrs. Lin was a pawn kept in the dark. The Lin family was quite prestigious, and Mr. Lin was not Liang Chihui's subordinate. Both parties were colleagues in the financial circle. A mere unintentional mistake was not worth making enemies. Liang Chihui really had no right to blame Mrs. Lin.
In this game, He Sang hit the weakest part of the snake, and the fox's tail was hidden tightly. Liang Chihui could only guess, without evidence, and had no way to vent.
In fact, Liang Chihui also noticed that shop. It was diagonally opposite the Korean restaurant, and the blue cloth sign read "Old Minnan Oyster Omelet".
After all, Tong Er was in a Korean restaurant, so Liang Chihui would be more or less alert to the surrounding environment.
"Mrs. Liang is so thoughtful." He called her Mrs. Liang again after a few days. "You and the third brother really have a tacit understanding. You played a trick of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. Mrs. Lin has been manipulated by you and she hasn't woken up yet."
He Sang didn't dare to look him in the eye.
"There are 86,400 seconds in a day. Has Mrs. Liang ever truly stayed by my side for even one of them? You're constantly plotting revenge and trying to destroy me, aren't you?"
"Sir!" The nanny ran out of the room upon hearing the noise. Broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the floor. Liang Chihui's trousers were also splashed with water. The dripping sound frightened her. "Miss He is pregnant, and you are working overtime. She has been waiting for you all night. She cares about you so much, even if she did something wrong——"
He Sang was sobbing. Liang Chihui lifted her head and she lowered it. He simply pinched her face to prevent her from hiding.
"Are you proud? I'm so powerful, no one can plot against me, but you always succeed. Zhao Kai and Gu Jianghai must be counting on you. They don't need to start a big war, just plant a woman, and my lifelong reputation and invincibility will all be in vain."
A tear from hers flowed down Liang Chihui's hand and slid into his sleeve. The lingering water marks pricked his heart.
The nanny squatted down carefully to pick up the porcelain pieces.
"Go down." Liang Chihui ordered the nanny, his eyes fixed on He Sang, refusing to move away.
"I'll clean it up, just in case my feet get cut—"
Assistant Fan came in with a briefcase and pulled the nanny up, saying, "You should take a rest."
The nanny was worried about He Sang and kept looking back, "Sir, the fetus is just over a month old, so it's easy to have a miscarriage..."
"Get lost." The man's eyes flickered slightly.
The nanny was so frightened that she convulsed and hurried back to the servants' room.
"Pregnancy" stimulated the anger in Liang Chihui's heart. Although He Sang's belly was flat, there was really a child there.
The child he hated.
"Don't you think I don't know? The day Luo Zhili took your pulse, you begged him to hide the truth and lie to me that you weren't pregnant, right?"
His palm pressed on the softest and most vulnerable part of He Sang's abdomen. Unable to withstand his 0.01% strength, she trembled violently, grabbed his wrist and tried to push it away.
"Can you keep it a secret for a month, a year? He Sang, I'm so stupid I can't even reach my current position. You know you can't fool me. You're just overconfident about how important you are to me. No matter how angry I get, you always find a way to melt me. No matter how angry I get, I can't ignore you forever. You sneeze, get sick, and you look so pitiful right under my nose, and everything is over again, and you're still safe and sound."
He Sang couldn't pry his hands open no matter what she did. She felt that Liang Chihui was disgusted with her belly. The pampering and care he had shown her during these days and the harmonious relationship they had with each other did not mean that he accepted this accident. He just didn't want to ruin it.
Between her and the child, Liang Chihui chose to love her and her child, and endured it by pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Patience is not voluntary after all; it is a dormant volcano ready to erupt at any moment.
"Chi Hui..." He Sang panicked and twisted his body to shake off his pressure. "The child is innocent."
"Of course the child is innocent. Director Liang isn't as despicable as you imagine, wanting to kill the child." Assistant Fan put down his briefcase and stood straight. "According to Director Liang's plan, Tong Er will surrender to the Municipal Bureau at nine o'clock tonight, confess the cause of He Jinping's death, and bring justice to the He family."
He Sang's pupils shrank and he was completely stunned.
Liang Chihui pinched her chin. His fingers were strong and her skin was thin, leaving a thrilling red mark. "I told you, your father's death has nothing to do with me. I will let you avenge yourself."
His eyes were dark and gloomy, and that sharp gleam pressed into He Sang's innermost being, as if to shoot through her. "I'm keeping Tong Er for now, not because of He Jinping, but because Tong Er will betray Ni Hong, and Ni Hong is involved in Guanghe Group and my mother."
He Sang's cheekbones were numb and he had lost all feeling.
Assistant Fan had a blank expression on his face. "You want the murderer to be brought to justice. The murderer is Tong Er, and the mastermind is Liang Yanzhang. You don't need to worry about other things. As for this matter, Chairman Liang will fulfill your wish. Why don't you wait a while?"
Liang Chihui looked at himself in her eyes, and also looked at her.
At the moment of intersection, He Sang closed his eyes.
Every time they had a quarrel, Liang Chihui was reluctant to ignore her for too long, and always took the initiative to give her a way out. If He Sang gave him a little concession and said something to please him, he would give in and coax her ten more times.
This time is different.
She was pushing the issue further and wanted to kill him.
Tong Er is the lock of the ship. If the lock is broken, the ship will leak and eventually sink.
If Tong Er had calmly surrendered and faced Liang Jishen, he would have mechanically confessed what he should and swallowed what he shouldn't, manipulated by Liang Chihui behind the scenes. He was just a puppet. But Liang Jishen took the initiative and was the first to open the lock. Tong Er was in a state of panic, unable to hold his tongue, and Liang Chihui no longer had any confidence in victory.
He Sang prostrated herself in Liang Chihui's arms. He was like a huge shackle, trapping her tightly, forcing her to surrender and cry.
"Miss He, when you were with the Third Young Master, Miss Song bullied you and dominated you. Assistant Xin Xin also couldn't tolerate you. They even teamed up to persecute you. Have you forgotten?"
He Sang shuddered.
She tensed all the nerves in her body, using every last bit of her strength to hold them tight, as if if she relaxed her blood vessels would burst and turn her into ashes.
Assistant Fan pressed on. "The Third Young Master has his reasons and responsibilities. He weighed the pros and cons and wronged you. Doesn't that mean Director Liang has no responsibility? Director Liang is the heir to the Liang Group and the Third Young Master's second brother. No matter what your purpose is in seeking refuge with Director Liang, he is playing dumb while accepting you despite the world's disapproval. Madam Ji is fierce and cunning, slandering and mocking you in every way. It is because of the Third Young Master's foolish filial piety and tolerance that Madam Ji is so unscrupulous. Madam Yao may not be impressed by your family background. Director Liang once had the opportunity to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official in the city. If you were a mother, would you prefer your son to marry a powerful person or a commoner? Director Liang's situation desperately needs the protection of a prominent father-in-law."
He Sang lowered his eyelids and did not move.
"It was Director Liang who mediated and suppressed Madam Yao, forcing her to treat her future daughter-in-law well. Director Liang was understanding and caring. If you weren't hypocritical and determined to bring him down, he would give you eleven out of ten in money, status, and affection. You would never suffer the slightest injustice. Can Third Young Master do that?"
"That's enough." Liang Chihui remained calm from beginning to end, his face covered with frost.
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