Chapter 8: A Cloudy Night in Wushan
The floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and the scent of pine resin, amber kernels, and the thick bitter aroma of medicine permeated the texture of his sweater, making the air oppressively thick.
On the table was the property certificate of He Jinping's apartment.
Liang Jishen stood on the balcony not far away, "The passport is tucked inside."
He Sang opened it and saw that the property title was in her name.
The man glanced at her and said, "This is yours even though I gave it to you. I'll be vacating the house soon."
He Sang's mood was very up and down because of this. He wanted to ask him if he was going to marry Song He, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Liang Jishen's joys, sorrows, loves and hates in this life have nothing to do with her.
Everything went dark before He Sang’s eyes, and he fell straight forward.
Liang Jishen was quick to catch her, his tone changing as he asked, "Have you got low blood pressure?"
She opened her eyes hard and shook her dizzy head, "It seems that——"
He Sang's circle is dominated by skinny beauties, and she's particularly conscious of her figure, with her blood sugar and body fat levels being incredibly low. However, her naturally wide, tight hips give her a curvaceous appearance, preventing her from appearing skinny.
Otherwise, Liang Jishen would not be interested in her.
"Need money?" The man hugged her and walked to the sofa. "Are you going to die?"
He Sang licked the dry lines on his lips and said in a cryptic way, "Save money for the lawsuit."
Unexpectedly, she stabbed him in the heart. Liang Jishen calmed down and said, "I'll ask Cheng Xun to transfer some money to your CCB card."
Song He stepped into the entrance hall and witnessed this scene.
Women are weak and men are masculine.
Restrained and yet indescribably intimate.
She calmed herself down and said, "Ji Shen, I bought your favorite Baiji breakfast."
He Sang pulled himself out of the man's arms, quietly picked up the documents on the table, and passed each other with Song He, ignoring each other.
When the door closed, Song He's face fell. She hugged Liang Jishen from behind and asked, "Why did you meet her again?"
"She didn't take her passport."
Song He disagreed with his reasoning, "Can't Secretary Cheng hand it over? Why do you have to give it to him personally?"
The man turned around, took out a necklace from the drawer of the guest bedroom and put it around her neck.
"Do you like it?"
Song He touched the inscription on the diamond. It was the one that had recently caused a sensation in the wealthy circle, the one that the Third Young Master Liang had spent a fortune to customize. "Did you choose it especially for me?"
He said calmly, "I flew abroad and got it at an auction."
Rare jewels worth eight figures were not something that many women could possess. Song He regained his smile and said, "Then you must promise me that you will never see her again."
The man didn't respond. His tall and slender figure stood against the light, casting a silhouette.
"She will snatch you from me." Song He hugged him again, "I haven't felt at ease for a single day. I'm always afraid that you'll forget me and fall in love with someone else."
Liang Jishen lowered his eyes, "Silly talk."
The orange-white morning mist enveloped him, giving him a sexy and firm scent of desire. Song He felt the curve of his waist, and seemed to be responding.
She groped his abdomen and teased him a little bit, "Ji Shen, do you want it?"
Liang Jishen held her hand and gently opened it, "Something happened at the company."
Song He's heart sank, proving that his reaction was not because of her.
She had been back for more than two months, and the man's attitude was ambiguous, with no breakthrough. Song He hugged him tightly, "Will you come to my place tonight? You clearly have desires."
Liang Jishen remained calm, "There's not much time."
"Ji Shen." Song He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. "Do you have frequent sex with her?"
The man paused, then walked towards the shoe rack.
Song He didn't get his answer. She watched Liang Jishen change his leather shoes, tie his tie, and pick up his briefcase until he opened the door and went out.
Last night, Ji Xilan warned her on the phone, "You and I have a tacit understanding about that matter, but Ji Shen still doesn't know about it. If you push your luck and try to get into the Liang family, I will tell him."
Song He was restless all night.
She has a big, unknown handle in Ji Xilan's hand, which is enough to overturn all of Liang Jishen's old feelings for her.
Cheng Xun got out of the car and took the briefcase. He noticed that the man's expression was not good. "Are you angry with Miss Song? She took your wife's money and went abroad without telling you. She didn't even say hello. Now she is pretending to be affectionate."
Liang Jishen bent his arm to support the car door, the edges of his elbow bones strong and sharp, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
Cheng Xun is his confidant, but he doesn't understand his thoughts.
He is cruel, speaks little, and acts ruthlessly.
Outsiders simply can't figure it out.
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After lunch, He Sang returned to the theater. Cui Manli, who had taken the day off, stopped the car and said, "He Sang! I'm playing a supporting role. I won't compete with you for it!" She slapped the hood in frustration, her usual arrogance gone. "Please ask the dean to let me stay!"
He Sang came down, confused, "What favor are you asking for?"
"Stop your pretense!" Manli stiffened her neck and gritted her teeth. "It's dishonorable for me to rely on a man, but is it fair for you to use dirty tricks? I'm begging you to go easy on me, isn't that exactly what you want?"
"Sister Sang!" The little girl winked and waved at her on the steps of the theater lobby.
He Sang walked over, and the little girl gloated, "She went to the Municipal Drama Theater. The director announced it during lunch break."
Manli was very popular and had wealthy sponsors to support her, but she was suddenly demoted, which was beyond He Sang's expectation.
"What's the reason?"
"It wasn't said explicitly." The girl lowered her voice, "Isn't that traffic-rich fresh meat here to gild himself? He was also rejected."
Only then did He Sang figure out who had interfered.
On the other side, Liang Yanzhang attended the signing ceremony of a municipal project. After the ceremony, he came out of the group. There were many people gathered at the door. A middle-aged man was holding a loudspeaker and making trouble, asking to see the boss.
The more the security guards tried to expel him, the crazier he became.
Liang Jishen was also among the executives, headed by Liang Yanzhang. He followed closely behind and gave a wink.
Cheng Xun pushed through the crowd and learned the man's identity from the security guard. He looked at Liang Jishen with a strange expression and said, "Send him away for now. We'll talk to him after Mr. Liang leaves."
Originally, Liang Jing and Liang Yanzhang had a falling out. The latter valued Liang Chihui and also promoted Liang Jishen. Now that the relationship between father and son has eased and the family situation has changed drastically, Liang Chihui is no longer so favored, and Liang Jishen's situation has become even more difficult.
Although his love for Liang Jing remained unchanged, he could only access the scraps of the group, and Liang Yanzhang left most of the core interests to Liang Jing.
It just happened that at this critical moment, I ran into trouble.
Cheng Xun returned in a hurry, "I'm looking for you."
"Who is it?"
He gasped, "Miss He's stepfather."
Liang Jishen stopped and said, "Isn't it out of town?"
"He had just returned to the mainland from Macau and had lost over 700,000 yuan. Miss He's mother worked in a restaurant to support him."
Liang Yanzhang, who was walking in front, heard something fragmented. He turned around and asked, "Is it related to women?"
Liang Jishen stood straight and said, "Yes."
"Resolve this issue quickly and don't let it affect the Liang family's reputation." Liang Yanzhang was disappointed. "You're already thirty years old. Your mother wants you to take over part of the family business. Can I trust your current moral character?"
The man was silent.
Liang Yanzhang drove away with a furious look on his face.
Liang Jishen glanced at the opposite side and signaled Cheng Xun, "Bring the person over here."
Cheng Xun led the man over, his face full of greed. "Mr. Liang, I've long heard of you. How is my stepdaughter? I'm short of money, and she's avoiding me, so I had no choice but to disturb you."
"I've broken up with her." Liang Jishen rolled up the car window and threw out a card, "You're not allowed to come to Liang's again."
He was stunned. "Separated?"
Cheng Xun said at the side, "It was Miss He who proposed it, and Mr. Liang did not hesitate to give the due compensation."
"This little bitch has grown wings." The man was furious. "Her mother eats and drinks my food, she hasn't sent any money in half a year, and she can't even keep a man. What a loser!"
Liang Jishen showed disgust on his face, and Cheng Xun reminded the man, "Be respectful when speaking in front of Mr. Liang."
The man was like a lapdog, "I scolded my useless stepdaughter, how dare I scold Mr. Liang!"
Cheng Xun glanced at Liang Jishen's expression and was extremely displeased.
He Sang's stepfather is not a decent person. Since we don't have any private contact with him, we didn't investigate him in detail. I didn't expect him to be a shameless scoundrel.
Cheng Xun stepped on the card on the ground with the tip of his shoe. "Are you not satisfied with the number of one million?"
"Satisfied, I am satisfied!" The man picked it up and called a taxi. Finally, he bowed attentively, "Thank you, Mr. Liang. If you still think highly of my stepdaughter——"
The car window popped up, blocking the obscene second half of the sentence from outside the car.
Liang Jishen frowned, and the sinister and murderous look in his half-closed eyes could not be dispelled.
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