Chapter 147 Attracted
Fang Anyi looked at Liang Jishen's photos. He didn't seem to be photogenic. He looked about 70% handsome in the photos, but he had a strong aura in person and his appearance was even better.
He has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and is tall and handsome, but he is too solemn and cold, too mature, and seems difficult to approach.
On the other hand, Mr. Liang, who was sitting opposite him, was leaning lazily there, occasionally raising his eyelids to look around. He looked evil, fearless, noble and timeless, a kind of decadent yet charming danger. One could not help but be attracted to him, yet dared not get close to him.
Fang Anyi only glanced secretly for a second, her face flushed and her eyes lowered.
"Third brother," Ji Xilan said in a warning tone, "Uncle Fang is on the same level as you. You often meet each other at provincial meetings. The Liang family has its own rules. Outsiders don't laugh at you, but at me, your mother, for not being strict enough in discipline."
"Today is my eldest brother's welcoming party. What are you going to do?" Liang Jishen's face was extremely gloomy.
"The province is hosting a welcoming banquet for Liang Jing, and today's family dinner is here." Ji Xilan and Liang Jishen started arguing, "Uncle Fang is Yan Zhang's friend and a colleague of Liang Jing. They agreed to allow Uncle Fang and his family of three to attend the family dinner."
"Did father agree?" Liang Jishen smiled faintly, but his eyes were cold and not visible.
Liang Yanzhang felt very uncomfortable.
Ji Xilan acted first and asked for permission later; he had guessed this would happen. The third child had a volatile temper. Back at the University of Political Science and Law, the principal and instructors said he was wild and unruly. While he had boundaries, he was too fiery. He was a gentleman with the girls, but with the boys, if they provoked him, he would get angry, fight, or even wrestle. He was as ferocious as he could be.
Among the Zhang family's collateral relatives was a man named Dai, Zhang Chengye's cousin. He was a student in the Directing and Screenwriting Department at the Beijing Film Academy, a classmate of Liang Jishen. Rumors circulated around the school at the time that the four young men from Beijing's inner circle, male dormitory 207 in the Law Department of the School of Political Science and Law, were renowned for their outstanding academic performance in debate competitions and internships. Two of them were single, and both frequently changed girlfriends. They drove luxury cars and lived in a 400-square-meter courtyard house with three entrances and exits, nestled near the Imperial City.
Originally, the one with the surname Dai had the most prominent family background. He was very popular in Beijing Film Academy. The girls studying acting all wanted to make movies and become stars, and they chased him like crazy. After all, if they hooked up with him, they would be rich and could bring in funds to join the crew and play the leading role, so he was very popular among the girls. As a result, Liang Jishen and Zhou Kun became popular and stole his limelight. The one with the surname Dai was definitely not willing to accept this.
So they gathered a team of motorcycles and blocked them in a mighty force.
Liang Jishen worked part-time at a law firm, writing legal letters. A workaholic at heart, he would study for and test anything legal-related. He had a fixed time off work: 9:30 p.m., when a man named Dai surrounded him at the school's back door.
He knew the Dais were deliberately picking fights. The ethos at China University of Political Science and Law was rigorous, so they couldn't cause trouble on campus, so they could only stir up trouble outside. They spread rumors about him, saying he'd bullied a girl into having an abortion and stayed out all night at the Poly Club. For a graduate pursuing a career in government, this was devastating slander. He was already furious, and that day he'd beaten them to death.
A few hooligans ran off on a motorcycle. The Dai family admitted their mistake on the spot, but their nose was broken. The Dai family refused to give in, and the instructor asked Liang Yanzhang to come to the school for a talk. Liang Jishen was stubborn and refused to apologize. Later, after watching the surveillance video, the Dai family took the initiative to make peace. Liang Jishen said, "He better not get into trouble with me."
Three years ago, Liang Jishen, the second-in-command of the Municipal Procuratorate, discovered that a Dai family member had indeed gotten into trouble. It was a sex scandal, and the Hebei District Procuratorate was in charge of the prosecution. He issued an order to report the case, thoroughly exposing the Dai family, including the father, and making all the dirty laundry public. The Zhang family's father and Liang Yanzhang were sworn enemies, locked in a feud over the theft of his wife. The Zhang family had always been evasive, so to protect their relative, they turned to the Liang family for help. Liang Yanzhang was delighted, hosting a lavish banquet. After a satisfying meal, he wrote back: "My youngest son punishes evil and promotes good. I cannot intercede."
The other person was so angry that his blood pressure reached 170 and he almost couldn't bear it.
Liang Yanzhang knew very well that Liang Jishen did not care about closeness to him, but only cared about whether he had been provoked or not.
In the past two years, he has gained more experience, and has become calmer and more restrained, and finally gentler.
Of course, He Sang deserves credit.
Women are the best medicine to comfort and change men.
The little girl is so delicate and soft that everyone feels sorry for her. Even if Liang Jishen is a leopard, he can't bear to show his anger to her.
Ji Xilan raised his voice, "Third brother."
Liang Jishen was impatient. He picked up the wine glass and nodded slightly, "Mrs. Fang."
It was awkward and polite, and Mrs. Fang smiled unnaturally. "No wonder the province values Ji Shen so much. Jingru knows a lot of young men, but they are either useless or not to his liking. Ji Shen is not only handsome, but also young and promising. I like him from the bottom of my heart."
Liang Jishen took a sip of wine and said, "Deputy Secretary of the China Overseas Group Committee, Deputy General Manager of Project Development, Mrs. Fang can call you whatever you want."
Mrs. Fang's smile disappeared completely, which meant that Ji Shen was unhappy and thought she was being too intimate and inappropriate.
Liang Jishen looked at the door and asked seriously, "Didn't you bring your son-in-law with you?"
His words were too rude. Ji Xilan suppressed her anger and said, "An Yi is unmarried."
The man asked calmly, "How old are you?"
Mrs. Fang said, "The 29th of next month."
Ji Xilan said happily, "Two years younger than Ji Shen, a good match." She hinted, "Too young is reckless and frivolous. People of similar age can chat well."
He Sang clutched the tablecloth tightly, his fingernails digging into the tough cloth, making a rustling sound.
It was like sharp saw teeth, sawing at her lungs again and again.
Liang Jishen shook his wine glass and asked, "How old were you when you gave birth to me?"
Ji Xilan ignored him.
He thought to himself, "Nineteen?"
"Shut up!"
"You're calling a little girl frivolous, but haven't you lived from a little girl to this day? Have you had wrinkles around your eyes since you were born?"
Liang Jishen slammed his cup down and sat down with his legs apart. He had a meeting in the afternoon, so he was dressed neatly in a suit and tie. But perhaps out of anxiety, he pulled off his tie and threw it casually. The end of the tie fell into Liang Yanzhang's wine glass, splashing bubbles.
The latter's face was dark with a hint of green.
Liang Jing laughed suddenly, then concealed it.
This smile was clearly visible from He Sang's angle.
Liang Jing smiled in the same way as Liang Jishen.
Perhaps upright men are always similar, with a bright moonlight and a noble and flawless aura.
The crisp sound from the bottom of the cup caught Fang Anyi off guard and shuddered.
Mrs. Fang noticed her daughter's mood and frowned, "Mrs. Liang..."
"He's not targeting you." Ji Xilan comforted her, "Don't worry, the third brother is targeting me."
Mrs. Fang forced a smile. Fang Jingru beside her knew clearly that the third son of the Liang family had a woman outside. They had not been together for long, but he doted on her very much. After the "photo gate", they probably broke up and there was no news about them anymore. Men are obsessed with mysophobia in this regard. Generous ones don't care about love history, while stingy ones will even dig up the dirt on the ambiguous object, let alone the "cuckold" woven by the current girlfriend.
However, even though Liang Jishen no longer had a woman, he was obviously not very interested in An Yi, which made Fang Jingru feel embarrassed.
Liang Yanzhang spoke up to smooth things over, "Move in three more chairs and remove the viewing fish tank. It's too crowded."
Fang Jingru and his wife sat on the left side of Liang Jing, while Fang Anyi was arranged on the left side of Liang Jishen.
After all, they were colleagues and had a lot of interactions on a daily basis. Fang Anyi was not the type to cause trouble. Liang Ji was concerned about the reputation of Fang Jingru and his wife and did not refuse.
"Look, the golden boy and the beautiful girl."
Ji Xilan clapped her hands happily, and Mrs. Fang nodded in agreement, "Vice President Liang's appearance is impeccable."
"A golden boy and a beautiful girl in their thirties?" Liang Jishen smiled playfully, "Stop wasting the term."
Ji Xilan took a deep breath and followed his lead, "We're a perfect match, okay?"
Liang Jishen loosened his belt buckle and didn't touch the cutlery.
A match made in heaven.
A good match.
A perfect match.
He Sang's ears were bewitched, the sound kept echoing over and over again, and his throat was dry and uncomfortable.
It's not that she wasn't mentally prepared.
This day will come sooner or later.
The probability of marriage between the upper class and the powerful is much higher than that of the prince marrying Cinderella.
He Sang didn't expect it to be so hasty.
He never even mentioned it privately.
Liang Jishen might be reluctant, but was he reluctant because he rejected the blind date format, or because he didn't like Fang Anyi, or because he didn't like any other woman.
Three completely different endings.
He Sang's mind was in a mess.
"Miss Fang, don't you want to eat?" Liang Chihui stared at Fang Anyi. The black ebony chopsticks made his fingers look slender, and the back of his hand looked like white jade. He said with a hint of teasing, "Are you trying to maintain your figure?"
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