Chapter 82: The Blooming Beauty
He Sang had been so shocked today that he lost interest. "I'm not going to watch it anymore."
The man coaxed her, "Just take a look."
She hung up the phone and switched to the video call.
The next second, Liang Jishen appeared on the screen.
He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, the most classic business style, without a tie. The computer screen on his desk displayed the cost list of Metro Line 7, and the wallpaper was a picture of a dense forest.
He Sang couldn't describe his feelings.
Tangled and struggling.
How much restraint did she have to have to resist the urge to question him?
He Sang was afraid that it was him, but also afraid that it wasn't him.
It was him who stood in the way of such resentment, the lives of loved ones, and six years of injustice. He deceived her again and again, teased a fool, played with her in the palm of his hand, and caused her family to be broken up and shattered. But she loved him and depended on him, day after day, in this dishonest, unfair, and dishonest relationship.
It's not him. If she asked, it would only increase the estrangement.
After sleeping in the same bed together for so many times, she rejected all his kindness and favor based on Zeng Mingwei's one-sided words.
He Sang didn't respond for a long time. Liang Jishen laughed and said, "What are you daydreaming about?"
She shook her head, "Do you have a drinking party tonight?"
"No."
Liang Jishen was really exhausted. The backlog of documents filled up his desk and then piled up on the floor. The floor was piled up again and piled up in Cheng Xun's office. He would never finish reviewing them all.
He had been feeling dizzy all day, and when he saw her, his highly tense spirit just began to relax a little.
The background of the apartment was a burnt yellow light. He Sang was sunken in a soft blanket, her long hair half wet, spread out lazily on the bed, like the most primitive charm of a woman after every lovemaking, coquettish and passionate.
"Have you taken a shower?"
She was not happy. “Didn’t I tell you on the phone?”
Liang Jishen turned off the wall lamp and focused his vision on the screen. "Come closer."
He Sang leaned forward, her pale pink nightgown embracing her graceful, curvaceous form. Every time she moved, an inch peeled back, revealing her pale back and thighs. Another movement obscured another inch, her curves pressed against the silk satin, a play of hide-and-seek. She was completely oblivious, adopting whatever position felt comfortable, tossing and turning over and over, sometimes revealing, sometimes covering. That invisible allure was the most deadly.
"Don't move."
The man's voice was hoarse.
He Sang stopped and faced the camera, her chest pressed against the pillow, revealing its deep ravines and perky shape.
It's even more terrible.
Liang Jishen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "A little lower."
She didn't understand what was going on, but just did what she was told.
The breathing rose and fell, the arc also bulged and bulged, the slender suspenders slowly slid across the shoulder blades, the most private and most voluptuous seemed to be breaking out of the shell, and the man's breathing became heavy.
"Get off now."
After he finished speaking, he closed the video without waiting for He Sang's reply.
Liang Jishen opened the armrest of the chair and lay down flat.
A year ago, He Sang was a pretty, young girl.
A year later, after countless passionate nights, she grew into an extremely sensitive and unrestrained woman.
......
He Sang returned to the stage four days later.
In the morning, she starred in "Farewell My Concubine" and in the afternoon she made a guest appearance as Yang Guifei in "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". This drama is a male-dominated drama. Emperor Xuanzong of Tang missed Yang Guifei and cried drunkenly in Huaqing Pool. Yang Guifei appeared in the dream and floated out in the air on a wire and then floated away. It was mainly in the style of opera and was a stage drama jointly innovated by the Drama Theater and the Opera Institute, which received good response.
There were two plays in the afternoon, the other one was Su Su's "In the Mood for Love", in which she played the role of Maggie Cheung. The copyright of this play was about to expire, and the theater was rehearsing almost every day to reap the final box office revenue.
Su Su thought He Sang had left after the curtain call, but she didn't expect that she was still in the lounge. They were now the three leading actresses of the theater, sharing the most luxurious dressing room. There were three dressing tables next to each other, with semicircular ones on both sides. One of them was for Su Su, and the square one in the middle was used as a stage pillar, which He Sang and Tao Yan took turns using.
Tao Yan accompanied Dean Huang on a trip abroad to inspect tour venues, so He Sang sat in the middle, with Su Su on the left. They were the only two in the dressing room. It was their first meeting since they separated in the apartment, and the atmosphere was subtle and awkward.
When Su Su saw her, she recalled her failed attempt to seduce Liang Jishen and said sarcastically, "Congratulations, Sister Sang, you've been a huge success. Your opera costume looks great too."
"Thank you for the compliment, Sister Su." He Sang smiled gently and harmlessly, but in Su Su's eyes, it looked different.
"Did you hear something?"
"What did you hear?"
Su Su gritted her teeth, "Mr. Liang...he misunderstood me."
He Sang looked at her silently.
Her ears were burning. "I'm used to joking and playing with men. Mr. Liang is serious and upright. He probably isn't used to it..."
"That thing..." He Sang continued to remove her makeup, "He told me."
Su Su's heart suddenly rose to her throat, "I..."
"Sister Su."
Su Su's face was blushing, and she clenched and unclenched her fists for a long time. "Will Mr. Liang tell me about my man?"
"He won't."
Su Su seemed to have been stripped of her bones, slumping in the chair. She calmed herself down and said, "You can make the conditions. Just don't betray me in front of my colleagues in the theater."
It doesn't matter if she plays with men in the circle and the matter gets out of hand. If big shots suspect her, she can explain that it's the theater's hype. Her colleagues are jealous and spread rumors. But once the news gets out that she seduced Liang Jishen and Liang Jishen didn't want her, no explanation will be of any use. Whether it's the theater or her colleagues, who would dare to use her for hype? The big shots will be cuckolded and will torture her to death.
Su Su was so scared that she couldn't sleep well for several nights, fearing that He Sang would find out and persuade Liang Jishen to teach her a lesson.
The rest of her life was ruined.
"You're overthinking it." He Sang turned up the light in the mirror and carefully cleaned off her eye makeup. "I won't blackmail you."
She stared at He Sang in surprise until she was sure that he really didn't want to pursue the matter. "Sister Sang, I'm impressed by your character." Su Su stood up. "My In the Mood for Love will be your show from now on."
Su Su became famous for her role in "In the Mood for Love". After she hooked up with a big shot, she lost her career ambition and took leave every now and then. She changed seven or eight female leads, but none of them was suitable.
The charm, figure and hairstyle of cheongsam are not easy to grasp.
If you are not careful, you will look old.
Dean Huang had seen He Sang's cheongsam stills from "The Bund" and wanted her to play the role, but Su Su kept dragging her feet and didn't give her the role.
Furthermore, to play the leading female role in two films at the same time, one must at least be middle-aged and have more than fifteen years of stage experience. He Sang is the only mainstay in Hebei Province and is not qualified to monopolize the role. It is shared equally with Cui Manli, so if Su Su doesn't give it to her, she won't snatch it away.
Susu has made a lot of money from the pockets of big shots over the years. The big shots promised her that if she had a child, they would ensure that she and her child would live a prosperous and wealthy life. She doesn't care about the performance fees, let alone whether she is famous or not.
Giving He Sang the role was a favor that went hand in hand.
Su Su went out with her bag and met a man at the entrance of the corridor.
"Liang..."
The man raised his index finger, signaling her to be quiet. She smiled and made way.
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