Chapter 68 Ruining Your Reputation
Mr. Qiu received a notice from Liang Jishen at the dinner party and set off immediately.
The man repeatedly reminded him on the phone that He Sang was stubborn and didn't want to trouble others, so she would probably walk down the mountain, and let Mr. Qiu drive up the mountain from the north sidewalk to find her.
He was confused and asked what happened, but Liang Jishen didn't answer.
Mr. Qiu did meet He Sang at the foot of the mountain.
Her clothes and hair were soaked, her sweater was dripping with water, and her pants were thin, leaving small patches of water marks. Mr. Qiu honked the horn, but she seemed to be deaf and kept walking blindly along the road.
Mr. Qiu hurriedly got out of the car holding an umbrella. When he was almost in front of He Sang, she suddenly came to her senses.
"You really didn't wait for me at the horse farm." He sighed helplessly, "Deputy Secretary Liang really understands you. You'll catch a cold if you get caught in the rain like this."
He Sang's eyelashes were wet, her vision was foggy, and she shivered. "Mr. Qiu, thank you for coming here."
"It's okay." Mr. Qiu helped her into the car and put away his umbrella. "I'm at Hongliu Villa, only a twenty-minute drive away."
He turned on the heater. "Is the temperature okay? Turn it up a degree?"
"Okay."
He Sang looked at the rain outside the window with a gray look in his eyes.
The rain was neither heavy nor light, but it chilled her to the bones.
No matter how warm the carriage is, it still can’t keep you warm.
"Did Deputy Secretary Liang bring you here for horseback riding? The racecourse here is more luxurious than that in Hebei Province, and the track is also thrilling. Many professional horse racers come here to compete. Come back in May, there will be performances every day in the summer."
He Sang remained silent, his eyes dimming even more.
Mr. Qiu looked at her in the rearview mirror. He really couldn't understand what the girl was thinking, so he simply stopped talking.
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The afternoon after Liang Jishen accompanied Song He away, He Sang resumed his performance.
Dean Huang noticed that she was not in good condition, so he cut down her role, leaving only her face showing without any lines. However, he was afraid of offending her, so he promised to arrange for her to perform the finale at the weekend.
Tao Yan had been rehearsing for the finale for more than a month. When the female lead was about to be replaced, she naturally refused to accept it and went to the dean's office, insisting that He Sang play the second female lead. Dean Huang coaxed her for a long time and she finally stopped making a fuss. He thought he had coaxed her, but Tao Yan angrily kicked open the door of the lounge and knocked over all the bottles and jars on He Sang's dressing table.
"You're trying to steal my role? Didn't you swear you have three principles? Why are you pretending to be indifferent to the world?"
He Sang ignored her, moved his chair and picked up the cosmetics on the ground.
The lounge leads to the dressing room, which has always been a hotbed for jealousy and fights among women. Therefore, the makeup boxes distributed by the hospital are customized to be drop-proof. None of them were damaged, and He Sang didn't care. After picking them up, she continued to remove her makeup.
"On the day Susu treated us to a meal, you left midway. Where did you go?" Tao Yan pressed on. "You even got into a Mercedes-Benz."
He Sang was annoyed, "Are you spying on me?"
"You're widely recognized as having a strong background in the theater. I'm curious! Just how big is your background?" Tao Yan said leisurely, casually fiddling with He Sang's eyebrow and lip brushes. "I really caught you."
"What did you catch?"
She knocked on the table and greeted her colleagues, "Our Sister Sang is no ordinary woman. She has four backers. One is the deputy secretary of the Zhonghai Group Committee, another is Liang Chihui, one of the Four Young Masters of Hebei Province, and the other two are Mr. Qiu and Gu Jianghai from the Chang'an District Bureau."
He Sang was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Tao Yan! I never stole your role. If you have any dissatisfaction, go to Dean Huang for justice. Stop spreading rumors! I have nothing to do with them!"
"I went to him!" Tao Yan glared. "But is there justice in this industry? Whoever has the stronger background is right. You didn't steal the role. The studio offered it to you. How proud of yourself! I worked so hard rehearsing, dieting, and soliciting investment at drinking parties. And when you came along, you easily replaced me."
He Sang stood there without saying a word.
Tao Yan circled around her, "This is not your old employer. You are not famous in the province. I am the only one who supports the theater's box office. I earn 90% of the theater's revenue. You must be under me."
"Tao Yan!" A colleague quietly complained to Dean Huang. He rushed over and shoved Tao Yan, "Nonsense!"
"I won't play the second female lead, I only play the first." Tao Yan risked her life and broke away from Dean Huang. "Everyone, show your true abilities, otherwise I won't admit defeat."
"Based on your ability? Xiao He was a mainstay at the Hebei Provincial Drama Theater when he was twenty years old, and you were still just playing supporting roles back then!"
"Huang Yuan."
The man stopped and looked at He Sang.
"I will play whatever role I am supposed to play. Tao Yan has more experience in the hospital than me, so I will play a supporting role to her."
Dean Huang was stunned, and the dozens of people in the lounge fell silent.
He Sang took off his coat and went out.
There is a tea restaurant at the back door of the theater that combines Hong Kong and Western styles. It doesn’t quite suit the tastes of northerners, but it has the advantage of small customer flow, no queues, and an elegant environment. It is basically a canteen for theater actors.
She sat at a table against the wall in a daze, and only ordered a bowl of shrimp porridge. She poked at it again and again with her spoon, but didn't eat a single bite.
At the single table opposite the cashier counter, Liang Chihui was drinking soup.
As soon as He Sang walked in, he noticed it immediately.
I've come into contact with her so many times, but this time was her most embarrassing.
Dejected and aggrieved.
He has been in the love field for more than ten years. In order to win the man's love, all kinds of girls have a "tragic story", most of which are true and some are false. Liang Chihui is born with a heart of stone, and no one can move him or win him over.
On the contrary, it is girls like He Sang who appear strong on the surface but are actually pure and weak and in need of care the most who arouse men's pity.
Liang Chihui called the waiter, "What does that lady like to eat?"
"Boiled, steamed, not salty, not sweet, not spicy, not oily."
He subconsciously glanced at He Sang and asked, "Isn't it too bland?"
"They're in theater, and they keep in shape. Since my restaurant has become the theater's cafeteria, we've saved on the sauces."
Liang Chihui opened the menu and selected a few nutritious dishes. "Serve them all to that young lady."
The waiter brought the dishes and filled the table. He Sang stopped him, confused, and said, "I didn't order the fish soup and red wine shrimp steak—"
"A gentleman invited you to eat."
She followed the direction pointed by the waiter and found Liang Chihui.
He Sang was about to get up when the man nodded for her to sit down, so she didn't move and forced a smile.
Although they were four dining tables apart, Liang Chihui remained patient and never crossed the line.
In order to avoid making He Sang feel uncomfortable, he didn't even glance at her.
Very gentlemanly.
Liang Chihui was also quite good at ordering dishes, and all of them were low-fat and nourishing foods for women.
He Sang couldn't refuse his kindness, so he tasted every dish and planned to pay the bill before him, but was told that it had been paid, a total of 2,620 yuan.
"Mr. Liang?" Her voice was hoarse. "I don't have enough cash."
Liang Chihui put down his knife and fork and walked towards the table.
He was very tall, and besides being gentle, he had an overwhelming aura. He was wearing a pine green windbreaker, which was well-cut and straight, making his Adam's apple and wrists look almost dark white.
The man unbuttoned his shirt around his abdomen to make it easier for him to sit down. "What do you mean?"
“This meal is too expensive...”
"I'll treat you." Liang Chihui interrupted her with a smile, "It's only natural for a man to pay, and it's not expensive."
She held her phone tightly, thinking of the scandal at the theater, "Mr. Liang——"
"If you could gain a little weight and become a little rounder, you might look better than you do now."
Liang Chihui's words were not frivolous at all, but sincere and appropriate.
He Sang couldn't describe the feeling. Her heart was swollen and numb, as if she had been floating alone in the tide for too long. Finally, someone handed her a life-saving float. She took a deep breath and said, "Miss Song is more beautiful, isn't she?"
He draped his arms leisurely over the back of his chair, his posture relaxed. "Who said that?"
"I'm just asking."
"It's impolite for men to comment on a woman's appearance. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Some people think you're beautiful, while others think she's even better." Liang Chihui stared at her. "I'm the former."
He Sang raised his head and their eyes met. His serious expression made her laugh out loud, "Thank you, Mr. Liang."
"I'm not trying to comfort you." He asked for another set of tableware and handed it to He Sang. "Now that you're in a good mood, continue eating."
She took the spoon and apologized hesitantly, "I'm sorry, my colleagues at the theater misunderstood and ruined your reputation."
Liang Chihui didn't care much, "I know, it's not your fault."
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