Chapter 311 What if You Lose the Bet?
He Sang sat calmly on the sofa.
"Third brother, tell me part of it." Liang Jing looked at her. "My father and second brother are the behind-the-scenes bosses of Guanghe Group. At least 90% of the stolen money went into the Liang family's pockets. The inside story is very murky. Especially your father's accident, it was related to them."
"It's all a long time ago. Huang Biao and Feng Zhikui are going to serve their sentences in the Hebei Provincial Prison. If we don't investigate, it will be buried forever. If we keep investigating, we'll eventually find the Liang family." She paused for a second, "My eldest brother's last name is Liang too."
"That's right." Liang Jing clasped his hands and placed them on his desk. "I'm also the eldest son of the Liang family. Since childhood, eldest sons have been taught that the prosperity of the family is paramount, including everything here, including marriage, morality, and even the law."
He Sang also looked at him, "You are not."
He laughed, "I'm not."
After a moment of silence, she stood up and said, "Brother, is tomorrow okay?"
"No." Liang Jing was more cautious. "Old Third just left and you disappeared again. It's too coincidental."
He Sang was extremely anxious. Liang Chihui asked her to move to Bixi Mansion, obviously intending to "live together". Although he was not a man who forced others to do so, after all, living under the same roof would make them become more and more intimate and more and more out of control.
It's not something she can control unilaterally.
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
Liang Jing also understood her anxiety. "I'll arrange for Lao Yang to take you there at noon the day after tomorrow. Changling County has many mountain roads and the terrain is even more treacherous than Wanxi County. It's dangerous for a little girl like you to drive by yourself."
"Ji Shen is in Changling County?"
"The third brother hired a body double with a similar build to go to Wanxi County and deceive the bodyguards who were following him. He is currently in Changling County."
He Sang was uneasy, "Is it safe?"
"He lives in the house under my name, and my father and second son don't dare to do anything."
The big rock she was hanging on fell to the ground.
Back at the old house, the nanny had left some food in the dining room. He Sang ate a few bites and went to the nanny's room to find Sister Rong.
Sister Rong was not at home, and the bed was neatly made, as if she had gone on a long journey.
She ran straight to the next door, "Aunt Fang, where's Sister Rong?"
"Sister Rong and Madam Ji went on a trip to another city."
"Travel?" He Sang admired Ji Xilan's mentality. The second branch won a great victory in the fight for the family property, and Liang Jishen was injured in a car accident. She didn't know that Liang Jishen and Lao Zhang had set up a trap. She took it seriously and cried in the morning. It was only one day, and she actually had the leisure to travel.
"How long?"
"Three to five days, what's going on?"
He Sang said perfunctorily as he walked up the stairs, "It's okay, you can rest."
After washing her face, she put on a facial mask on the dressing table. There was a knock on the door. He Sang thought it was Sister Fang, so she opened the door and found Liang Chihui standing in the corridor, holding a cup of warm milk.
Under the smoky yellow light, the man's face was gentle and soft, unlike the cold and aggressive look he had in Zhouji Restaurant during the day.
He quipped, "Your face is fuzzy?"
“This is a black algae mask!”
He Sang turned sideways, Liang Chihui entered the room and handed her the milk, "What does it do?"
"Whitening, anti-aging, hydrating, three-in-one effect."
He looked at her and asked, "Do you need whitening?"
"Maintaining your skin and figure is a woman's lifelong task."
Liang Chihui chuckled, "Graceful aging is also a form of maintenance, the maintenance of one's bearing and mind."
He Sang didn't believe it. "A young girl in her prime and an elegant old woman, which one would a man choose?"
"Who is the girl, and who is the old woman?" He casually picked up the powder box and perfume on the dressing table and sniffed the scent carelessly.
He Sang peeled off his mask and rinsed it at the bathroom sink. "I'm not referring to anyone in particular."
"If you want my answer, you have to tell me who it is."
"Any girl in her prime is beautiful, but I am an elegant old woman." She came out again, "Are you specific?"
Liang Chihui couldn't stop laughing. After a long while, he stopped and said, "I choose the old woman."
He Sang didn't respond.
"Old women have their own charm, and I still like it." He tilted his head and looked at her thoughtfully. "Besides, you have grown old from a young girl in your prime. I have experienced every stage of your life. I, Liang Chihui, cannot do such a despicable thing as abandoning my wife who has shared my hardships with me."
He Sang leaned against the floor lamp in front of the window. "You're going to make an exception and hire He Yan. Does Ni Hong agree?"
"She has no right to agree or not." Liang Chihui unscrewed the lipstick cap, swirled out the tomato-colored paste, and swiped it on the back of his hand to test the color. "You are more suitable for dark colors, such as oxblood and reddish brown."
He Sang looked at him, and he could accurately identify the color of lipstick and make reasonable suggestions based on the woman's facial features and skin color. Without ten or eight years of experience as a "runner-up" in a store, it would be impossible to develop such a skill.
He took out a bright red bottle of lip balm and a lipstick from his makeup bag, walked towards He Sang, and pinched her chin.
She didn't dodge and let him apply it, first moisturizing her lips, then outlining the lip lines and filling in the color.
Liang Chihui was wearing a dark grey home suit with a narrow collar and a narrow lapel. The silhouette was tight and fitted and the trouser legs were long, highlighting his tall, thin and handsome figure.
A gentle, delicate and spotless face was used to describe her red makeup.
This contrast, abstinence and debauchery.
"You even know how to put on lipstick?"
"I've accompanied many women shopping in the mall." Liang Chihui did not hide it. He had a reputation as a playboy and could not hide it. "Take a sip."
It turns out that it is the experience accumulated by "running alongside".
He Sang pursed his lips in obedience, "How much is a lot?"
"No more than twenty." He wiped the edge of his lips with great patience. "Will the future Mrs. Liang be jealous?"
She couldn't help but smile. Her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her skin was translucent, like a red cherry sprouting from a peeled lychee. Liang Chihui knew she was delicate and pretty, and he had seen her in a cheongsam, with her hair in a bun, looking intellectual, graceful, and radiant. But this was the first time he had ever admired her so closely and so meticulously.
With just a layer of lipstick and an indescribable charm, Liang Chihui finally understood the meaning of "beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin".
"I'm not jealous."
He said calmly, "If I don't eat it now, I may not eat it in the future."
He Sang shook his head, "Never again."
Liang Chihui's aura of determination, "Don't be too confident."
She raised her index finger and thumb, snatched the lipstick, stared at him without blinking, and the air stopped flowing for a moment.
In the gaps between the lights, one could hear his rising and falling heartbeat and his wildly heaving chest.
"Want to make a bet?"
Liang Chihui's Adam's apple rolled, and his pupils darkened. "Bet."
"You lost?"
"It's at your disposal."
He Sang twirled the lipstick shell between his fingers. "It's a deal."
He loosened his pajamas collar. "What if you lose?"
"I'm at your disposal too."
Liang Chihui glanced absentmindedly at the lampshade behind her, as if considering how to deal with her. A smile slowly gathered at the corners of his eyes, "Deal."
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