Chapter 95: Even if it’s the woman I like, I still dare to ask for her
Ji Xilan folded her arms and leaned against the elevator wall. "Mrs. Chen is a big mouth. The news that the Liang family has adopted He Sang as their goddaughter will spread quickly, even to Ji Province."
Liang Jishen glanced at him nonchalantly, "The Liang family recognized him, but I didn't."
"It's done, you can't do anything about it." Ji Xilan was very proud. "She is your godsister. If you continue to pester her, it will be incest."
"You still don't understand me." The man raised his head and shook his neck from side to side, his muscles flexing. "If you have the guts to find me a godmother, a woman I like, I'll still take her."
"You bastard!" Ji Xilan was annoyed. "Don't forget, you are the deputy secretary of Zhonghai appointed by the higher-ups. Dirty words can destroy you, and the province will not let you go either."
"I'm a clean person and I have no evidence to prove my innocence. The dirty water won't necessarily stain me." Liang Jishen's eyes gleamed coldly, "You have the time to deal with Yao Wenji. She lives with my father in the old house day and night. If my father really has a daughter in his old age, it will be too late for you to regret it."
Ji Xilan looked at him dismissively. "Yao Wenji is old and ugly. How can she get pregnant? It's not worth wasting my energy."
"Are you determined to touch He Sang? My falling out with you won't do you any good." He spoke in a dull tone, his face hardened to the extreme. "I know what you're thinking. If you acknowledge He Sang, it will cause a big uproar in the city, making it difficult for my father to take action, and you've also severed my relationship with her."
The elevator door opened, and Liang Jishen stepped out with long legs. His back was indifferent, without warmth or emotion. "You touched Xiao He, and I didn't say anything. But if you touch He Sang, I will embarrass you in public. Don't blame me."
Ji Xilan stood there, shivering all over.
As early as four years ago, on the day Liang Jishen took office as the Municipal Procuratorate, she felt unsure.
She thought that being the second-in-command of the district prosecutor was the limit of his resume. The province had trained a Liang Jing and would not train another Liang Jishen. The circle of power emphasized checks and balances. If the Liang family was too prominent and its influence was too large, the "four-legged tripod" situation in Hebei Province would get out of control, and there would be a major earthquake.
The Zhou, Ye, and Liang families each had their own factions. The Zhou family's transfer and the Ye family's uprooting were the result of failed factional infighting. Liang Yanzhang, a shrewd man, chose the right side, and as a result, the Liang family has continued to prosper.
But Liang Jing and Liang Jishen have different routes, and the camps behind them have more or less some contradictions. Liang Jing's camp will improve his status, and Liang Jishen's camp will also support him, checking and balancing each other and competing with each other.
After all, they are members of the Liang family and have expanded the power of the Liang family.
If the Liang family becomes ambitious, it will be quite troublesome.
Among the four major families, the sons of the Liang family are the most cunning and ruthless. Once they become too powerful, they become influential figures in the world of fame and fortune. Those people are unwilling to give up their positions, so they naturally want to weaken the power of the Liang family, leaving only Liang Jing to suppress Liang Jishen.
Ji Xilan didn't expect that Liang Jishen was so highly regarded. He was first transferred to the municipal procuratorate, and after resigning, he was parachuted into the provincial leading enterprise, taking on the responsibility alone. His status was higher than Liang Yanzhang and was on par with Liang Jing.
She couldn't control him anymore. When she attacked Song He, Liang Jishen had many concerns and acquiesced. Now he was able to protect He Sang. Ji Xilan couldn't be treated lightly or harshly, and had to be controlled by his temper.
In the box, Mrs. Chen teased He Sang, "Climbing up the Liang family's mighty tree, Miss He is a golden branch and jade leaf. With three brothers around, she won't have to worry about wealth and glory."
"Xiao He is so lucky." Mrs. Gu nodded. "When you get married in the future, Mrs. Liang will at least give you a dowry, right? The Liang family's dowry is at least tens of millions."
Mrs. Qiu glared at her and hinted at her.
Mrs. Gu was also confused, and suddenly woke up as if from a dream. This was not a happy event, but a troublesome one.
There are thousands of difficulties in this world, and love is the most difficult.
After what the Liang family did, He Sang no longer had the chance to become Liang Jishen's woman openly.
"Mrs. Chen is making fun of me." She sat properly. "I'm not qualified to marry into the Liang family. Mrs. Liang's impulse is irrelevant.
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The rain stopped in the evening and started again at night. Mrs. Qiu sent He Sang back to the apartment. The cordon had been removed. When she reached the 19th floor, there was thunder outside and the surroundings were gloomy.
The neighbor across the street was a man in his early twenties, very stylish and handsome, who often brought different women home. The property security guard said he worked as a male host at the Chang'an Club, which was under Director Gu's jurisdiction. He Sang had just moved into 1902 when he knocked on the door to borrow cheese. He Sang, who didn't eat high-fat foods, gave him a carton of skim milk. The next day, the man knocked again to borrow peanut butter. He Sang confessed that he was an actor and had strict dietary restrictions, avoiding anything sugary or caloric.
The man asked, doesn’t your family eat?
He Sang realized something was wrong and notified the property management. He found out that he had indeed not harassed her again and had disappeared for some time.
She was probably trying to attract clients and do her "business." Li Zhen had also visited the kind of clubs that rich women loved to hang out in. Most of the people were in their thirties and forties, and there were even some wealthy widows in their fifties and sixties who went there regularly to have fun. They simply couldn't get young clients with money and good looks. The man Li Zhen had her eye on was lucky: he was good-looking and had great skills, and they fell in love and got married.
Li Zhen judged that the neighbor next door might be planning to become a good woman, and guessed that He Sang was rich and beautiful, and wanted to seduce her into a relationship.
So much so that He Sang felt nauseous whenever he passed by this door.
Unfortunately, the power circuit breaker tripped, and there was lightning and thunder in the skylight not far away. The sound of thunder startled her.
He Sang carefully turned on the screen of his mobile phone, and his eyes accidentally swept across the wall. There seemed to be a figure, tall and slender, motionless.
Immediately afterwards, lightning flashed across the skylight, and in the flickering light, He Sang could clearly see that it was a man.
She screamed and staggered in fear. A figure stepped out from the darkness, grabbed her waist, and pulled her into his arms. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so timid."
"Mr. Liang..." He Sang was still in shock, gasping for breath, "What are you doing hiding there?"
"I didn't hide." Liang Chihui gently stroked her back to calm her fear, "There's a vent there."
Only then did she realize that the man was holding a cigarette between his fingers.
He Sang squatted down and lifted the doormat, but couldn't find the key, so he simply pulled it open, and his face turned paler.
Liang Chihui opened his palm in front of her, and surprisingly it was her key. "Ms. He, the bad guys found it faster than you."
In just a few minutes, He Sang's heart was up and down. She took the key, opened the door, and invited Liang Chihui in. "How long have you been waiting?"
"Why don't you answer the phone?" He said with a serious expression.
He Sang took off his coat and said, "I'm having dinner at Taohuawu. Mrs. Liang and Director Gu's wife are here. I don't want them to misunderstand me."
"There was a girl your age who was murdered in 1001. It happened at noon, and the murderer has escaped."
She was stunned. "Murder?"
It wasn't until this moment, when Liang Chihui saw her alive and well and unharmed, that the anxiety in his heart dissipated. "If you can't answer the phone, you can reply to my text message."
He Sang's eyes swept over his shoe covers. The window on the terrace was closed and the curtains of the double bed on the second floor were lifted. However, the private items were still in their original places, not moved at all.
"Do you suspect I died at home?"
The man didn't respond.
She took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Have you been here for a long time?"
"More than three hours."
Liang Chihui pulled out his cigarette case, only one cigarette left. He'd quit smoking for about half a year, only intermittently, and when he couldn't help it, he'd smoke one to satisfy his craving. Yao Wenji had lung disease, not a serious one, but she'd inherited it. He rarely experienced how long those three hours felt. In fact, even Liang Chihui himself didn't understand what it had to do with him.
Perhaps it was because he had the idea of helping Liang Yanzhang get He Sang and put it into action. He plotted against her and approached her in an improper way to gain her trust.
And He Sang thinks he is a good person.
Or maybe something else.
Liang Chihui couldn't describe what he felt.
In short, he was almost successful in quitting smoking, but broke it again.
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