Chapter 71 I'm Not That Man
The temperature in the ward was very high, so Liang Jishen took off his coat and only wore a shirt and trousers.
He was still dressed in pure black, solemn and neat. The light was scorching white. He was facing the light, and his thin and slightly narrow profile was also cast a faint shadow.
"Do you know why Liang Chihui came to another province?"
He Sang looked at him and said, "Mr. Liang is here to do some business."
"What's his business?" Liang Jishen's calm eyes suddenly cracked, like a diverging tide, one wave after another. "The Liang Group has no investments in other provinces. They only hope to make more money in Hebei Province, so they won't expand easily. The Zhou family has returned, but the people above them are no longer the same as before, and Old Zhou has also kept a low profile. The Liang family has no competitors at all, so why bother getting involved in business in other provinces?"
His breathing was unstable, and he lowered his head and calmed down for a long time. "I'm warning you for the last time, stay away from Liang Chihui. Whatever he does or says, three-tenths true and seven-tenths false, I can't tell, let alone you."
The medicine in the infusion bottle flowed into the blood vessels along the needle tip, feeling slightly cool and swollen. He Sang clenched his fingers loosely.
Liang Chihui's reputation was indeed mixed. His praises were mostly for his shrewdness and toughness, suiting him to lead the business world, and his generosity and grace. His criticisms were varied, ranging from being a dishonest businessman, cunning and unscrupulous, to being unkind and ruthless, and ungrateful. The only thing he wasn't was the rumor that he was "bad with women."
"Mr. Liang has no reason to cheat me. I have no money and no sex—"
"You are quite modest." Liang Jishen interrupted her, raised his hand and tugged at his collar, his collarbone flushed red.
He has a dark complexion, covered with a layer of blush, which makes him look sexy and full of hormones.
After every lovemaking, his body would be sweaty and red, as if washed with water, dripping onto He Sang's nose and lower abdomen, burning like wax.
She was most fascinated by Liang Jishen at that moment.
It's so aphrodisiac that it's deadly.
He Sang would also muster up the courage to ask for his tenderness. She rarely indulged in the process. She was more likely to indulge in the passionate foreplay and lingering afterplay, feeling him loving and caressing her fiercely, feeling his strong tongue invading her. No woman would not be obsessed with such an intoxicated feeling.
"You've been working in the theater for three years since graduation. Who wouldn't cheat you except me?" Liang Jishen pinched her face and pouted it upwards, feeling a little disappointed in her.
He Sang pushed his hand away, but he smiled and squeezed it again.
"Do you know Lin Min?" she suddenly asked.
Liang Jishen replied calmly, "I know."
Liang Yanzhang attended several top actresses in the Hebei Province drama circle, but he attended some of them only for one show, while others attended ten shows.
When Lin Min was at the peak of her popularity, Liang Yanzhang paid for her entertainment and gave her a "bouquet of cash" worth one to eight hundred thousand yuan. Later, when Lin Min was dating a big shot in the city at the Yanjiao Resort, he immediately stopped when the news got out.
I just want to have fun and not take it seriously, so there's no need to offend anyone.
Based on this, no matter how lustful or intimate Liang Yanzhang appeared, He Sang did not feel much of a sense of crisis.
This kind of man has slept with countless women in his life, and he can't even remember how many there are. If he can't conquer one, he will conquer the next one. He won't hang himself on a tree.
But Liang Jishen understood that Liang Yanzhang had completely different attitudes towards He Sang and Lin Min.
Lin Min is a beauty, and He Sang is the shadow of Weng Qiong.
There are so many beauties, just give them up, but shadows are so rare.
"After Lin Min's accident, the actresses in the theater were worried that they would repeat her mistakes."
Liang Jishen's eyes fixed on her face, "Are you worried too?"
"No woman doesn't worry." Her eyelashes trembled slightly. "It's been three years since the underground relationship, and that man has never acknowledged Lin Min."
"In the beginning, that man used his power to coerce and bribe Lin Min. Not only did she not dare to refuse, but no one dared to refuse. Dinner parties, social gatherings, commercial performances, even some boss's birthday party, invitations were delivered to the theater, and once the director agreed, he had to go. He refused one today, and then another tomorrow. If he ran into someone with a strong background and a bad temper, the theater couldn't afford the consequences, and he couldn't afford to lose his job either."
Lin Min's supporting role, the second female lead, was a golden opportunity in the industry. She'd been pursued for a long time by the richest man in another city. He was unlucky with his wives, having lost both of them to illness. While superstition is a widespread belief in the entertainment industry, even filming starts with burning incense and praying. Who would want to marry a man who was unlucky with his wife? The second female lead never accepted. The rich man's uncle was having a funeral, and they invited her to sing at the funeral banquet. According to the rules of the industry, she couldn't refuse invitations to both the wedding and the funeral. The second female lead went and got drunk. The next day, the dean drove to the hotel to pick her up.
The only nude photo scandal in the circle served as a wake-up call to all girls.
Suffer small losses and avoid big losses, tear their faces apart, make them lose face and unable to win the fight.
Liang Jishen listened silently for a long while. "Are you done?"
He Sang spoke in a weak voice, "Cui Manli will not be the second Lin Min." She paused for a second, moved her lips, and then pursed them.
I wanted to talk about myself, but I didn’t.
"How long have you been thinking about this?"
Liang Jishen sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't expect He Sang to be so sensitive. He thought she didn't care much, but it turned out that she was keeping this in mind.
He can endure and show off his strength at the same time.
"I'm not that man." He hugged He Sang. The faint fragrance of her hair mixed with the smell of sweat, "I will never be that man. Are you still worried?"
The cold and heartless man, with his magnetic voice, gasping and shouting in my ears, is really life-threatening.
"Don't think too much, take the medicine first."
Liang Jishen tore open the medicine bag, poured warm water to dissolve the granules, and obtained half a cup of black powder.
"Open your mouth."
He Sang hated drinking Chinese medicine the most, so she subconsciously clenched her teeth.
"Don't you want to open your mouth and wait for me to pry it open for you?"
She thought of Liang Jishen hugging Miss Song like this, feeding her medicine, intimately, gently, and with more patience than with herself. Her heart felt suffocating, and she snatched the medicine bowl, "I'll drink it myself."
The man's hand retreated, and she missed, only grabbing his shirt sleeve.
"Sit still."
Liang Jishen scooped a spoonful. He Sang sucked quickly, and he fed him quickly too. He didn't taste any bitterness, and the cup was empty.
But when she drank the medicine, she felt restless all over, rubbing against each other in his arms, and even moaning.
"What are you grinding?"
"I'm itchy..."
Liang Jishen's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes dimmed, "Where is itchy?"
He Sang didn't notice that the man's voice was wrong, "Below the lumbar spine."
He put his finger inside and it was damp.
"Why is it wet again?"
"I'm sweating. My pants are too thick."
Liang Jishen reached down again and pinched her butt, "Does it itch?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted great force, pinching her so hard that she saw stars and tears gradually welled up in her eyes.
The invisible temptation is the most suffocating.
The man took out a cigarette and a lighter from his windbreaker pocket, opened the window, stretched out his arm, and took a big puff of the cigarette.
With the tailwind from south to north, the smell of smoke drifted away, and the fire in the belly burned fiercely and became more and more intense.
Liang Jishen finished the cigarette and the drip bottle was empty. He extinguished the cigarette butt and pressed the pager.
The nurse came into the ward and hung a bottle of anti-inflammatory liquid. She said with envy, "Your husband stays awake and guards you in the ward."
The sour and bitter taste of the Chinese medicine made He Sang nauseous. The liquid surged up and then flowed back down. She smoothed her chest and said, "He is not my husband."
"Your fiancé has been following you all the time—"
"I don't know him well."
The nurse was stunned on the spot. There was a bloody mass of pus in the flesh of He Sang's heel. Normally, only local anesthesia would be needed. However, this man took into consideration that she would be scared if she woke up in the middle of the operation and might have an accident during the struggle, so he suggested anesthesia of the lower body. He even signed the consent form for the operation.
Careful, considerate, and handsome.
He took care of all the family members' work, dressing her in hospital gown and underwear, and rubbing his knuckles against her delicate private parts without any hesitation.
They are not husband and wife.
Liang Jishen glanced at He Sang indifferently and thanked the nurse, "Thank you for your help. Her wound hurts, and she's angry with me."
The nurse checked her post-operative condition again and said, "Ms. He's feet are too thin, and the incision for removing the abscess is deep, so the pain will be greater."
The man frowned, "Is there any way to relieve it?"
"Apply ice to your toes and ankles, but make sure the gauze doesn't get wet."
After the nurse left, Liang Jishen grabbed He Sang. She knelt on one knee at the head of the bed, and her other foot was wrapped in gauze and fixed to the foot of the bed. She was completely unable to move, and her body was twisted.
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