Chapter 407: Coaxing for a lifetime, are you willing?
Like a string stretched to its limit, ready to burst at any moment, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
He Sang's heart was in his throat, and he answered with a stiff upper lip, "You are not despicable."
Liang Chihui poked her heart with his finger. The touch was very special, like an invisible soft blade, clearly tormenting her, yet she remained unscathed. "You lied to me one way, but you were thinking another in your heart."
She lowered her head.
"But it doesn't matter." Liang Chihui kissed her chin, "You can't escape, and the third brother can't take you away." He placed his palm on her lower abdomen, "You laugh by my side, cry by my side, and the same goes for the child."
He Sang's eyeballs moved and he looked up at him.
Liang Chihui's home clothes are soft and fluffy, with the fragrance of laundry detergent and the smell of being dried in the sun.
Not like him either.
Like his gentle and handsome appearance, but unlike his cunning and tortuous heart.
"Will you stay?"
"Of course." He smiled, half teasing her, half serious. "If I don't agree, I'll offend Mrs. Liang. I've experienced your badness."
Liang Chihui postponed the company's meeting and had lunch with He Sang at the mansion at noon, with the nanny serving him carefully.
The relationship between them is very delicate. The male owner sometimes dotes on her, pampering her like the best in the world, and sometimes he neglects her, so much so that even outsiders can't stand it. The female owner appears virtuous and docile, but in fact she is distant. Their days are like a roller coaster, and the nanny can't figure out how they get along.
"Sir, you asked a friend to pick a basket of fresh green plums from the orchard. I made a pot of sour plum sauce. You can drink it with water. It will stimulate your appetite and stop vomiting."
He Sang raised his eyelids and asked, "Orchard?"
"Have you been to the Green Plantation Garden?" Liang Chihui met her gaze. "Mr. and Mrs. Zhou Kun's orchard."
She was inexplicably amused, "Zhou Kun is planting green plums?"
"There's a green plum tree outside the garden. It's grown naturally, and the fruit is of acceptable quality."
He Sang's tongue oozed juice, "Is it sour?"
"Do you like sour or spicy food?" the nanny asked expectantly.
She smacked her lips, "I like spicy and sour food."
"That's great! Maybe they'll be twins, a boy and a girl. We'll have both a boy and a girl in one go, saving us the trouble of having another baby."
He Sang was frightened and stole a glance at the man opposite him.
Liang Chihui's face was solemn. "After giving birth to this child, you need to recuperate for three to four years to restore your body and regenerate. You are young and I am physically strong. We can both wait."
Her five fingers, gripping the spoon handle, turned white from scratching.
"What do you think?" Liang Chihui naturally did not let her go, "Give birth?"
He Sang smiled and said, "If you have any ideas in this regard, I will try my best."
He looked at her for a long time, but it was all a blank check. After she gave birth to this baby, her future was still unknown.
That's how clever she is.
Go along with him and never argue.
Liang Chihui cut into the steak on his plate. "The White Diamond strawberries from the Green Plantation are quite good. Most strawberry farms in China don't have the technology to grow them. Zhou Kun and his wife invested one million to plant a field. They produce over ten kilograms a year, and they're at their sweetest in autumn and winter. If you like them, I'll order next year's batch."
He Sang was fiddling with the purple sweet potato puree in the bowl. Zhou Kun was a sensitive person, and whenever he was mentioned, Liang Jishen would inevitably be mentioned. She didn't say anything.
"The Third Young Master sent me a bamboo basket of White Diamond strawberries today, and Secretary Liang sent me a box of donkey-hide gelatin cakes. I put them in the kitchen."
Liang Chihui narrowed his eyes slightly, chewed his steak, and did not respond.
"These are not seasonal strawberries, are they?" He Sang's breathing almost stopped.
"They are stored in a cold storage. The market price is 70 yuan per piece. The Third Young Master gave me over 50 pieces. You should eat less. After all, they were picked in March."
"Third brother is so thoughtful." Liang Chihui put down his knife and fork, wiped the sauce, and looked indistinct.
He Sang was so anxious that her abdomen felt like it was stitched in the side, and she groaned, "My stomach hurts a little."
The nanny was terrified, "Is it serious?"
He Sang was more shocked than hurt. "It was sudden."
"Sir!" The nanny was about to suggest going to the hospital, but when she noticed Liang Chihui eating calmly, his attitude of nonchalance, she trembled with fear. "Miss He doesn't feel well... Can you ask a doctor to take a look?"
"It's normal to feel vomiting, have poor rest, and feel uncomfortable during early pregnancy." He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful. "Come here."
He Sang walked around the dining table. Liang Chihui helped her sit on his lap and fed her soup. "Try it. I asked the nutritionist to make it."
She obediently held the tip of the spoon in her mouth and sucked it. The soup moistened her lips, which were covered with a layer of wet pink ripples, glistening with a kissable luster.
Liang Chihui laughed, "Is it delicious?"
The more He Sang drank, the more he felt sick. "It tastes like Chinese medicine..."
"Medicinal food for pregnancy maintenance." The man fed her spoonful by spoonful, "Pregnancy maintenance injections and medicine. You are afraid of pain and bitterness. Soup tastes better and will save you pain, right?"
She cooperated by taking the bowl, holding her breath and drinking it in big gulps. Liang Chihui watched her giving up everything for her child, and his expression gradually froze.
"I've never envied Liang Jing and the third brother. My mother is more capable than their mothers, and I'm no less capable. Now, I envy the third brother."
She slowly put the bowl down, "I feel sick drinking this soup...it's because of your kindness that I gritted my teeth and drank it."
"You're really good at coaxing me." Liang Chihui immediately regained his smile, "I'll coax you for the rest of my life, are you willing?"
He Sang found him eerie, so sinister that it chilled her bones. She wasn't sure when he would explode, tearing off his mask to reveal his sharp fangs.
She never said a word.
Liang Chihui did not force her to speak, but held her in his arms, intimate with her.
He went to Yunhai Building in the afternoon and the manager was waiting for him in the finance office.
Liang Chihui didn't say any more nonsense. He took off his suit and turned on the button of the secret room. "Destroy all the account books, letters, photos, and videotapes."
The manager was stunned. "All of them?"
"All of it." He finished his instructions, walked to the sofa not far away, and opened a bottle of red wine. "Don't throw the ashes into the trash can. Throw them into the sewer. Leave no trace."
Liang Chihui knew Zhao Kai's temperament well. A rough exterior, he was a delicate soul. He was an expert at gathering evidence. Even if it were reduced to ash, he would piece it together, repair it bit by bit, and never give up until he achieved his goal. This included Zhou Kun, the Zhou family's only child. The family was reluctant to let him become a top official, fearing an accident would sever the family's foundation. So, Mrs. Zhou, through tears and vexation, forced him to switch to art education, a less demanding civilian position. In reality, Zhou Kun and Liang Jishen were of the same ilk, both possessing a broad vision and strong sense of righteousness. Their only flaw was their penchant for romance and immaturity. Overall, they were quite passionate, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten along.
As the CEO of Zhonghai Group, Liang Jishen controls the official secrets of provincial enterprises. He is restricted from traveling abroad, but Zhou Kun is not restricted. Liang Chihui checked Zhou Kun's flight records and found that he stayed in Chiang Rai and Chiang Mai, Thailand for two days each. This time, he was the one who arranged the contact with the Thai police station, bribing the director with a "clearance fee"; otherwise, it would not have been so smooth. When people are around, the relationship is there, but when they leave, the tea is cold. Liang Jishen has gone into business, and his network of influence has been greatly reduced. Even if he can make a name for himself, he still has to spend real money. 30% face, 70% money.
The manager brought out a nanmu lockbox from the back room, the surface of which was painted with anti-corrosion and moisture-proof paint. "Inside the box are the original account books of Yunhai Building, the actual data of Guanghe Group's large remittances, and the bills for official expenses. Once destroyed, they cannot be restored."
Liang Chihui flipped through it casually, but didn't have much impression. "Public funds?"
"You treated the city officials to a banquet, a bath, and card games. Didn't you say they were the worst at getting rid of people after they've done their work? Especially when it comes to businessmen. If they turn against you, they'll be ruthless and take action."
"No need. They're not the ones threatening me." Liang Chihui leaned back on the sofa, sipping his red wine slowly. "Guanghe Group was shut down six years ago and relisted in February this year under a new name. Since they haven't taken any action, it proves that they have concerns. As long as I don't drag them into this, there's no way they'll reveal their past relationship with me."
The manager nodded and said, "Then I will destroy it."
Liang Chihui closed his eyes.
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