Chapter 84 I Can't Bear Her
Su Su's popularity in the province is not inferior to He Sang's in Hebei Province. They are of the same level and a big star in the drama circle. She hasn't been on stage for a long time. Today's performance of "In the Mood for Love" was packed with audiences. Many second-generation children came to support her hot body. The theater also knew what the box office selling point was, that is, the slit of the cheongsam was opened to the hip line.
Su Su and Xin Xin are both plump, but she looks more classy when exposing more flesh than Xin Xin. She is charming, while Xin Xin is erotic.
In this industry, charming women are more likely to become popular.
A long line of luxury cars stretched from the theater gate to the intersection of West Street. Lao Zheng parked the Land Rover under an ancient banyan tree and opened the car door.
Liang Yanzhang, dressed in a suit and tie, got out of the car and stood in front of the performance board. "He Sang is in the morning show."
Lao Zheng pointed to the employee parking lot and said, "Ms. He's car is still there."
Liang Yanzhang took a quick glance and saw that the price was quite high. "She drives this car?"
"The Third Young Master bought it."
He hesitated for a moment, lingering on the steps for a moment, "Old Zheng, does she look like Weng Qiong?"
"Their posture and demeanor are similar, and their way of delivering lines is similar, but their appearance is different."
"Yeah..." Liang Yanzhang looked into the distance and sighed involuntarily, "It's hard to find a beautiful woman again, so it's good to find someone to rely on."
Liang Chihui's Bentley also arrived at the theater entrance at this time and stopped quietly ten meters away. The driver said, "Ji Xilan didn't come."
The man held the handrail and watched Liang Yanzhang walk in.
The brick-red building was lit up, the sun was setting in the west, and the iron gate of the theater was like a deep hole, constantly shrinking and expanding. Black and white, clean and ugly, took turns to play out, oppressing Liang Chihui.
Over the years, Liang Yanzhang has been obsessed with finding Weng Qiong.
Lin Min, Xiao Ling, Meng Lu.
Whenever someone looks a bit like Weng Qiong, Liang Chihui will personally approach them and negotiate whatever conditions are necessary. The men of the Liang family are never stingy in love.
The day Liang Yanzhang met He Sang was actually the day after his 60th birthday. He had always been observing the lunar calendar, and the next day happened to be the solar calendar, so he held an extra party.
After Liang Chihui finished organizing the lunar birthday banquet, he flew to another province on a business trip. The solar calendar party was hosted by Liang Jishen.
A week later, he returned to the old house and heard Ji Xilan mention He Sang. He had also heard of her in the social circle. She was the mainstay of the drama theater and the great beauty mentioned by Hu Dafa. She was different from those girls like Lin Min. She was self-disciplined and did not rely on wealthy sponsors based on her own strength. She did not accept "money and flower baskets". If anyone gave her money, she would find ways to return it.
He felt it was a pity.
He was chosen by Liang Yanzhang.
People like them don't care whether the girl is willing or not. Of course, there are no girls in this circle who are unwilling to climb up the social ladder. What do they want to gain by joining the circle? They want the glory, fame and fortune, and to marry into a wealthy family.
Liang Jishen was there that night, smoking a cigarette and feeding the parrot on the rooftop.
Among the three members of the Liang family, Liang Jishen’s foundation is most similar to Liang Yanzhang, heroic, resolute, and upright.
Liang Jing inherited his foundation from his mother, and Liang Chihui also took after her, so they are both fair-skinned, gentle, and have a slimmer figure.
In the 1980s and 1990s, when there were so many beautiful women, Weng Qiong and Yao Wenjie were always stunning when they appeared. Their beauty was unique and the sons they gave birth to were naturally excellent.
Liang Jishen called him and asked his father if he had taken a liking to He Sang.
He replied, "Yes."
Later, He Sang was kept in a golden house by a mistress, and there were many different opinions about who the mistress was.
The girls in the drama theater are too eye-catching, and I don’t know who is behind them. The Liang family is rich and powerful, but after reaching this status, they have become cautious. No matter people or things, they follow the principle of first come first served and always behave in a friendly manner.
Liang Yanzhang had to give up.
Liang Chihui also lit a cigarette at this moment, resting his head on the seat, puffing out smoke rings. In the misty fog, he said hoarsely, "Let's leave."
The driver restarted the car, but drove very slowly. Even the green buds on the ginkgo and birch trees on the side of the road could be seen clearly at the snail's pace. Liang Chihui closed his eyes to rest, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.
Passing through an alley, the evening market was bustling with hawkers, selling hand-woven trinkets, including folding fans, bronze mirrors, and rag dolls. A group of little girls joined in the fun, picking and choosing, bargaining for prices. He clenched his fists, tightening them further and further. When they couldn't tighten any further, Liang Chihui opened his eyes and said, "Go back."
The driver turned smoothly without saying a word.
From the first time Liang Chihui followed the Land Rover back to the theater, the driver had an idea in mind. First, he confirmed whether Liang Yanzhang was in the car, and second, whether Liang Yanzhang had entered the theater.
Since he needs to confirm it, there is no reason for him to withdraw.
If you really decide to withdraw, why bother to go back?
"Think it over. Director Liang has been waiting for this opportunity for a month. He first got rid of Ji Xilan and then got rid of the Third Young Master. If you get involved, will you be able to keep your position as the general manager of the Liang Group?"
Liang Chihui held a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and outside the window was the fleeting light of dusk.
Projection, disillusionment.
The flame of his cigarette was also extinguished in the wind.
The elevator was on the 5th floor. Liang Chihui pressed the button but there was no response. He turned around and climbed the stairs. His long legs and big steps made it faster than going up and down the stairs by the elevator.
On the second floor, the opera house was performing "The Palace of Eternal Life". On the third floor was the training room where men and women were taking a physical education class. In the theater on the fourth floor, workers were repairing the sound system and the lift. A line of text appeared on the big screen: "In the Mood for Love" was on intermission.
Liang Chihui walked towards the auditorium, screening and searching row by row, patrolling from front to back. Not finding any familiar figure, he went straight to the backstage of the drama theater on the fifth floor.
He grabbed a male actor and asked, "Where's He Sang?"
"She's off duty—"
“No!”
The actor was stunned.
The man in front of him had extremely fair skin, a modest and gentle temperament, and was as tall as a model on a runway, but his aura did not match his appearance, and his eyes were sinister.
"She has a guest appearance this afternoon, maybe in the dressing room?"
The dressing room door was locked and he had already been there.
Liang Chihui didn't waste any more time, letting go of the actor and pushing the other doors in the corridor. In a room with a sign that read "Men's Lounge," a man and a woman were sitting, naked from the waist down, having sex. The woman was Su Su, and the man was the theater's second male lead. Liang Chihui hadn't expected to witness this scene. The second male lead cursed, "Are you blind? What are you doing barging in here?"
He lowered his eyelids and didn't look at it any further. "Sorry."
The door closed, and the second male continued to exercise, "Baby, focus!"
Su Su looked at the swaying door and said, "He is Liang Chihui, the fourth young master of Hebei Province."
The second male lead shuddered, "Did I just scold him?"
"Yes, you scolded him. Liang Chihui has been a noble man in his life. Apart from his parents, where else has he ever been scolded? But he didn't even care to be angry." Su Su hooked her arm around the second male lead's neck. "Why is he in such a hurry?"
The second male lead lost all interest and was frightened to death.
There is a saying circulating among the powerful and wealthy circles in Hebei Province: It is better to offend Liang Yanzhang than to offend Liang Chihui.
Liang Lao Er's methods are very cruel.
Su Su straightened her skirt and walked out of the lounge. The actor was waiting for the elevator. She leaned against the wall and asked, "Is the man in the gray suit looking for He Sang?"
The male actor was also confused. "You're looking for her? This is weird, like something big has happened!"
Liang Chihui made his way to the sixth floor. The bright and clean cafeteria was deserted at the time. The chefs at the food counter weren't busy either, as they gathered to play cards. He Sang crouched at a table in the corner, only the top of her fuzzy hair showing. Liang Yanzhang sat on a bench, his back to the cafeteria entrance, his body mostly obscuring her. From a distance, he looked quite suggestive.
"Are you ready?"
Liang Yanzhang asked softly.
"It's almost there." He Sang's voice was unclear.
"Take your time."
He raised his hand and was about to hit He Sang on the back, but Liang Chihui's leather shoes kicked the table with a dull sound, which startled Liang Yanzhang.
The man walked over and asked, "Father, why are you here?"
Liang Yanzhang frowned, "I have another question for you."
"I'm here for a social event." Liang Chihui looked at He Sang while taking off her suit. She took a wet wipe and cleaned Liang Yanzhang's trousers, leaving a dark red stain. Only half a bowl of tomato and egg soup was left.
"Didn't you have dinner?"
Liang Yanzhang seemed to think that he had come at an inopportune time, and his attitude was cold and icy. "I didn't eat."
"I haven't eaten either." He rolled up his sleeves and went to the window to buy food. The huge stainless steel plate seemed much smaller in his broad palm.
He Sang stood up and said, "The food is cold. Buy a bowl of noodles."
Liang Chihui turned around and smiled when he heard this, "I'll drink the soup."
He brought a bowl of light green spinach soup, which was watery, placed it opposite Liang Yanzhang, and slowly scooped a spoonful.
"Xiao He, where do you live?"
He Sang sat up straight and said, "I live in an apartment."
“Is the environment okay?”
"fine."
"If you need anything financially, remember to look for Xilan, or me."
Liang Yanzhang was as loving and caring as a father was to his daughter, but by calling He Sang "Xi Lan", he put her on the same level as him.
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