Chapter 47 Don’t take medicine anymore
He Sang curled his fingers unconsciously.
Liang Jishen also got out of the car and walked past her without stopping, "I'll take you upstairs."
There is a street lamp on at the entrance of the corridor. This community is a new one with a low occupancy rate. Without the lights of thousands of houses, it is empty and deserted.
He couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.
I feel sorry for her because she is helpless in such a big city, like a small duckweed.
"Which floor do you live on?"
He Sang came back to his senses and walked in front of him, "Third floor."
There are four units per floor. This is the cheapest west-facing unit. The unit door is in a corner, so it doesn't get any sunlight in the winter and is damp in the summer.
Liang Jishen walked into the room and looked around. "Two million?"
"One hundred and seventy for the full amount."
He had a gloomy expression and walked straight to the living room on the carpet. He Sang didn't have the courage to ask him to change into slippers because his leather shoes were more expensive than the floor tiles.
"Why don't you ask me for money if you're so short of money?"
"There's enough money."
He Sang was as stubborn as ever, so stubborn that Liang Jishen wanted to punish her.
She had also suffered from the beatings of society. She knew that if she just gave in and cried, the problem would be solved, but she chose to give up this shortcut and refused to learn her lesson.
However, Liang Jishen asked himself, he looked down on those who had no personality at all and could only depend on men and cry and laugh.
The bad nature of men.
If you are too obedient, you will have no desire to conquer; if you are too stubborn, you will feel tired.
Love between men and women is never perfect.
He Sang went back to the bedroom and took out the contraceptive pill. Just as he swallowed it, he heard someone at the door, "What are you doing?"
She shuddered and wiped the corner of her mouth, "Drink some water."
Liang Jishen came in, pried her hands apart, and the medicine box fell to the ground, with two pills missing.
The desk lamp was dim, making his face look gloomy.
"When did you eat it?"
"The time you tricked me into going to Jinyue Mansion."
He wasn't impressed, "I didn't wear it?"
"I wore one." He Sang's voice gradually lowered. "You didn't wear it in the second half of the night."
Liang Jishen said nothing more and went out with the medicine.
Ever since he almost got hit in the underground garage, he prepared another box of ordinary ones in the passenger seat locker, which were not so thin to prevent them from breaking again.
Now that he has been promoted, he has become more cautious in matters between men and women.
He Sang knew that not only himself, but any woman, including Miss Song, could not take advantage of the loophole.
Unless he plans to get married and officially give her the title of Mrs. Liang, her belly will not grow bigger.
She took a shower and blew her hair in the room. The atmosphere on the other side of the wall was very subtle. He Sang didn't want to face Liang Jishen, but after dawdling until after ten o'clock, there was still no movement outside.
He Sang opened the door and saw the man still sitting in the living room, his coat draped over the armrest of the sofa. He looked up at the ceiling, surrounded by endless silence.
"Are you hungry?"
Liang Jishen didn't answer her.
She brought out a bowl of whole-grain rice porridge and a vegetable sandwich from the kitchen and placed them on the coffee table.
It’s so vegetarian without a drop of oil.
The man straightened up, lit a cigarette, and stared at her for a while through the swirling smoke. "Don't eat it anymore."
"I'm trying to lose weight," He Sang said, chewing on a piece of bread. "The provincial theater has hired a new director, a retired physical education teacher from the Beijing Dance Academy. We'll have our body fat percentage measured next week. If it's above 17.3, our salary will be deducted."
The remuneration in this industry is far lower than that in the entertainment industry. The annual salary is less than the daily salary of a star, and after all the miscellaneous deductions, the remaining amount is pitifully small.
She has to go through the procedures to be transferred to another province, and the earliest will be in early March. Regardless of whether the director transfers her or not, she has to obey the rules for the day she is there.
This director is very unkind and harsh to actresses. It is said that he was hurt in his marriage when his wife cheated on him with her first love. Since then, he has been suffering from menopause.
"I'm talking about that medicine." Liang Jishen said in a more serious tone, "Don't take it."
He Sang was stunned for a second, "You didn't take any measures."
"I know."
The man was silent for a long time. "I will be more careful next time. Even if I don't get it right, you don't need to take medicine. It's too harmful to your health."
She lowered her eyes. "There won't be a next time."
"He Sang, I'm not going to feel good if you don't get angry with me?" Liang Jishen leaned against the sofa. He'd been so angry in the hotel that he couldn't let it out. It was all stuck in his chest, so tight that he choked on the cigarette. "I'll stay at your place for one night."
He really slept in the living room that night.
He Sang tossed and turned in the house, paying attention to the sounds outside.
It’s not that I have any thoughts, nor am I trying to avoid him, it’s just that with this extra person out of nowhere, I can’t sleep well.
Moreover, her mind was full of Liang Jishen not letting her take medicine.
In the past year, he had lost control a few times, no more than three times. After each incident, Xin Xin came out and watched her drink the medicine.
It was Liang Jishen's order, and Xin Xin didn't dare to take the initiative to cheat her.
He Sang never thought that he would suddenly give in.
When I woke up the next day, the man had already left early.
On the table was a steaming hot breakfast, red date soy milk, steamed crystal dumplings, egg custard and a plate of sweet pickles.
The rest were bought, and the egg custard was steamed by Liang Jishen himself.
He Sang also only ate the egg custard.
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After the Lantern Festival, the drama theater held a large-scale cultural performance. The audience included cadres from the Cultural and Tourism Bureau, the army, the Federation of Industry and Commerce, as well as celebrities from all walks of life. The venue was packed.
This group of heavyweight audiences were very discerning. In order to make the performance a success, the theater invited Zhou Chen back to play opposite He Sang.
They have been partners for seven or eight years and there is no need for them to get used to each other. The rivalry in the climax is full of tension. Several wives of officials were moved to tears and whispered to each other whether they were a real couple.
He Sang tried her best to control herself from looking down at the stage. She knew Liang Jishen was there too. The committee members of China Overseas Group all belonged to the Federation of Industry and Commerce. Those committee members were older and didn't like socializing anymore, so Liang Jishen was basically the representative at all kinds of large-scale occasions.
No matter how hard she tried to control herself, she couldn't help but glance at Liang Jishen. By an indescribable coincidence, she caught a glimpse of him. He was wearing a crescent-white suit, which was very rare. His temperament was not as restrained and strong as usual. He was very calm, cultured, and dignified. His eyes did not stay on any one person in particular. He paid attention to whoever was speaking the lines or making the movements.
When the leaders around him chat with him, he will also chat, but he will just say a few words and get to the point. He respects the other party but also keeps a sense of distance.
In short, he looked appropriate, generous and decent.
He Sang performed "The Bund" for thousands of shows, and his performance was skillful and fluent from beginning to end. The director led the applause, and Liang Jishen occasionally joined in the applause, but mostly he just watched calmly.
He is a man who is very good at hiding his emotions. It is impossible to tell from his appearance whether he is satisfied or interested. Therefore, almost no one can guess his hobbies and curry favor with him.
The actors expressed their condolences after the curtain call. He Sang and Zhou Chen, the male and female protagonists, were in the center. The director invited the leaders to come on stage. The people from the Culture and Tourism Bureau just walked through the scene, took a group photo and then left the stage. The cadres from the Federation of Industry and Commerce were the highlight of the condolences.
Liang Jishen, who was sitting in the first row, stood up at the director's repeated call, and walked up the stairs step by step towards the stage lights. He was tall and burly, with long legs and arms, and the shadow he cast made him look particularly intimidating.
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