2 Weiwei is good
◎You are the most beautiful in my heart◎
"Liang Youwei..."
Seeing Liang coming out, Zhao Lingyu subconsciously called her name. But soon, her eyes fixed on the other person's red eyes: "Who bullied you?"
The voice turned cold so quickly that she didn't even notice it.
Without any hesitation, Zhao Lingyu stood up and walked towards Liang Youwei, wanting to wipe her tears.
But the man was still angry and refused to comply with her request. He simply pushed the hand away and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first. I'll have the clerk deliver the item to my apartment. Thank you."
Liang Youwei pursed her lips until they were pale, the thin lipstick floating on them like a cloud, easily wiped away. She held her breath, walked faster than usual, and soon left.
"Why is Youwei still crying? Didn't she call Mr. Liang?"
"Who would know? Mr. Liang will definitely not say anything to her. Could it be because of Uncle Liang?"
"How awful would that be?"
The girls were talking in low voices, only Zhao Lingyu frowned, pinching the tears that were still sparkling between her fingertips, watching Liang Youwei walk further and further away.
The tears on her fingertips melted and she turned and left.
"Hey, Lingyu, why are you leaving too? We finally got to go out and have some fun."
"The company sent a message saying something urgent has happened. Have fun."
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"Youwei?"
Hearing the noise, the driver turned around with a smile, but when he saw the person in front of him crying, worry instantly appeared in his eyes: "What's going on?"
"Don't ask that. I want to go find my eldest brother and second sister. Take me to whichever one is closer." Liang Youwei wiped her tears aggrievedly, "Please hurry up."
The driver immediately looked away: "Mr. Liang is discussing business. Can I take you to the group to see Mr. Liang?"
"Yeah." The girl's lips were tightened into crescents, and she looked sternly as she flipped through things. She put on her sunglasses, mask, and hat, and no longer cared about her exquisite makeup and her new hairstyle.
The driver had been driving for Liang Youwei for over a decade and had a good understanding of her personality. Just by listening to the tone of his voice, she knew that the Third Miss had likely suffered a great injustice, probably at the hands of Director Liang.
There is no need to say much about the Liang family's status in the imperial capital. Internally, the Liang brothers and sisters and their wives always dote on her; externally, Liang Youwei never lacks flattering suitors - although she may not be able to see it.
The only one who can give this person the benefit of the doubt is Director Liang.
After all, among so many people, only Director Liang did not fall for Liang Youwei's coquettish tactics.
He seemed particularly cruel and indifferent.
Looking at the fully armed man in front of him, the front desk clerk was stunned for a long time before asking tentatively: "Miss San?"
The height looks a bit similar, without the high heels, about 165cm.
"Well," Liang Youwei said in a muffled voice, "Sister, what is my eldest brother doing? Is he busy?"
"Mr. Liang is handling the daily affairs of the group. He is not busy. I will take you upstairs." The receptionist subconsciously felt that something was wrong with her and spoke in a gentle voice.
Liang Youwei nodded and thanked him softly.
The special elevator slowly ascended to the familiar floor, and the grievances that had just been suppressed in the car also rose. After seeing Liang Tingan, this emotion reached its peak.
"Brother!" Liang Youwei cried, "Go take care of Liang Jiangsheng, he's sick again!"
When Liang Ting'an learned that his sister was coming to the company, he left his office chair in advance to greet her. However, as soon as they met, he was hugged by his sister, and her fragrance filled him.
Hearing the sobbing, Liang Ting'an subconsciously grasped the back of the person in front of him, and with his other hand, he covered her cheek and wiped her tears, his brows furrowed. "What's wrong? Did he scold you again?"
When Liang Youwei said the first sentence, Secretary He, who had brought the people in, suddenly changed her expression. She didn't dare to listen any more and immediately turned around and left, closing the door behind her.
"He insisted on asking me to do a paternity test!" Liang Youwei sobbed, her fingertips rubbing the corner of his suit. "What does Liang Jiangsheng mean? He scolded me and my mother. It was obviously him who messed around, but he still judged others with his own mean-spirited mind and thought there was something wrong with others!"
"Well, you don't do that."
Liang Ting'an paused for a moment, changed her facial tissue again, and whispered, "Don't worry about him. He has one foot in the coffin."
Liang Youwei felt wronged: "But what if he insists on me doing it? Brother, I don't want to do that. It's so embarrassing. If people find out, what will they think of me? They will definitely make fun of me behind my back! And Mom, there will definitely be people who will take the opportunity to bully her..."
Liang Youwei knew that she had a very bad reputation in the circle. If the paternity test matter was exposed, the consequences would only make it even more difficult for her to accept.
The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt, and she couldn't stop crying.
Liang Ting'an looked at his sister who was hugging him and crying, feeling upset and distressed: "Don't cry anymore? Your eyes hurt from crying for too long."
Liang Youwei was much shorter than him. She leaned on his chest, sobbing and not saying much, just calling him brother. Now Liang Youwei just wanted to vent her emotions and would not listen to anyone's advice.
Liang Ting'an lowered his eyes and stared at her. Then, he took off the hat of the person in his arms and smoothed her hair: "Brother, can you take me home? Not back to that big house."
"Yeah." The girl finally stopped crying, perhaps because her throat was dry. "Brother, can you let me come to your apartment tonight? I want her to sleep with me."
"Brother will support you. Zhihui is busy these days." Liang Ting'an lied skillfully, "Having brother by your side is enough, isn't it?"
"Why is my second sister always busy?" Liang Youwei didn't understand and looked up with red eyes. "Every time I asked my second sister to sleep with me, you always said she was busy."
Liang Youwei really didn't understand. Her second sister had clearly sent her a message saying she wouldn't be working overtime tonight. She asked Liang Ting'an this question just to fight for her second sister's right to reside.
"She has high standards for herself, you know." Liang Ting'an lowered his brows and stroked her face gently: "Weiwei, be good and go home with your brother first."
Liang Youwei subconsciously looked at the desk: "But it's not time to get off work yet..." Her eldest brother attaches the most importance to work, and she rarely sees him relaxing and having fun. Throughout the year, he rarely even takes a vacation.
"It's the same when working online," Liang Ting'an said, holding her hand. "Let's go."
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The three siblings had dinner together tonight - Liang Ting'an saw his second sister's white leather shoes as soon as he entered the door, and there was no room for refusal.
The Liang family is particular about rules and has many regulations, one of which is not talking while eating or sleeping. All the Liang family members have adapted well to it.
But Liang Youwei seemed like she wasn't born to be here. She couldn't stand all the scruples and just wanted to be happy at the moment. In the absence of a patriarch, Liang Youwei didn't pretend at all. She just liked to talk and chat while eating and drinking soup. When she felt like it, she would even play with her phone and watch videos.
Liang Zhihui and Liang Ting'an didn't want to disturb their sister's good mood while eating, so they didn't mention Liang's father from beginning to end, but only talked about future arrangements.
There was a jewelry auction in a month, a spring show of xx brand, and a ball celebration that would gather celebrities and gentlemen. Liang Youwei picked out the ones she liked and talked about them one by one.
After listening to the good arrangements made by her brother and sister, the girl finally suppressed her anger. She smiled again, picked up some food for them, and her tone of voice softened again.
"Brother, eat this. It's good for your eyes. You're always staring at the electronic screen, and your myopia will get worse."
"Sister, would you like to try this? It's not spicy at all and it can beautify your skin. You've been staying up late these days."
The Liang brothers and sisters followed her lead and ate whatever she picked up.
"Weiwei has grown up." They praised with a smile.
That night, Liang Zhihui accompanied Liang Youwei to sleep.
The girl, with all her makeup removed, was lying on the bed playing with her cell phone. When she heard the bathroom door open, she subconsciously looked over.
Liang Zhihui also finished washing up.
She is thirty years old this year, the same age as Liang Ting'an, and is in the prime of her life. With the nourishment of money and power, her complexion, appearance and demeanor are far superior to those of her peers.
Seeing her sister's hair was wet, Liang Youwei volunteered to get up: "Second sister, I want to blow your hair!"
Clear and lingering eyes drifted across his sister's casually exposed chest. Liang Zhihui turned his eyes away, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Well, come here."
The little girl is always so defenseless, both above and below.
With the light and pleasant scent of gardenia filling her nose, Liang Youwei couldn't help but move closer, her warm breath hitting the back of her sister's slender neck.
"What's wrong?" The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the person in the mirror.
"Sister, you smell so good," Liang Youwei smiled, a hint of pride in her eyes, "Sister, you're so beautiful too."
Liang Zhihui laughed in a vague way, then turned slightly and ran her long, bony fingers across her sister's chin, moving slowly and gently. The two fingers finally landed on her cheek and gently pinched it. "Youwei is the most beautiful."
Like coaxing a child.
Liang Youwei smiled awkwardly, saying, "But I just think my sister is the most beautiful."
Hearing this, her sister smiled and said no more.
Liang Zhihui is indeed very beautiful, but her beauty is different from Liang Youwei. If Liang Youwei is the bright and flamboyant little rose, then Liang Zhihui is the reserved and calm white crane, dignified and calm, and always showing the peaceful and grand atmosphere of a prosperous era.
So strictly speaking, Liang Zhihui does not meet the public's definition of a "beautiful woman". She does not look like a flower, nor does she look like a harmless creature.
Although she has a beautiful face and long curly chestnut hair that is very feminine, she looks different from many people and has a neutral and strong temperament.
Maybe it's because he's tall, or maybe it's because of his cold voice.
"It's late, time to go to bed."
At eleven o'clock, Liang Zhihui stopped her sister from playing with her mobile phone. Her eyes fell on the chat page, and there was a hint of worry between her brows.
It was Shao Yue and Qin Zhen again.
A playboy and a power-hungry man, both led Liang Youwei astray.
"Yeah, I know." Liang Youwei didn't realize that her sister was peeping at her chat history, and her fingers were typing quickly.
Youwei: My sister called me to go to bed, so I won’t talk anymore. Good night!
Shao Yue sent a voice message, and Liang Youwei clicked it directly. A lazy, casual, and slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Are you being monitored by your second sister? You went to bed so early today."
Liang Youwei's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly covered the sound jack of her phone. She looked up timidly, feeling a little unsure, only to see the half-smile on the face of the person opposite her.
"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Shao Yue. Brother Qin Zhen, sleep well too~" He tapped the screen quickly with his hands, and responded to the "Good night, sleep well" sent by "Qin Zhen".
After sending this message, Liang Youwei turned off her phone, offered her hands to her sister in a flattering manner, and looked at her with her beautiful eyes.
Liang Zhihui raised his lips and took the phone: "Weiwei, be good."
The surroundings became quiet, with only a small warm yellow light dimly lighting the head of the bed.
Time passed by bit by bit. Perhaps because she had been shopping for too long today, her calves were sore and Liang Youwei suffered from insomnia which she hadn't experienced in a long time.
Everyone tends to let their thoughts wander at night, and Liang Youwei was no exception. Her mind was filled with her father's disdain, and then with the strange looks others gave her. It all made her irritable and anxious.
She couldn't help herself, tossing and turning, but she couldn't help but hug her sister's arms gently, and her body couldn't help but move closer to her. Usually, when she got into trouble, she would hug her sister like this, and smell her unique fragrance, and her heart would not be so scared.
Liang Zhihui usually goes to bed early, but today is an exception.
She noticed something and broke the silence: "What's wrong?"
"Sister, are you saying I'm really that bad?" The girl's voice softened. "I always feel like a lot of people don't like me. They always say behind my back that I'm stupid, useless, and that I only rely on my brothers and sisters and can't do anything myself..."
However, Zhao Lingyu, Shao Yue and Qin Zhen should be exceptions.
Because they all teased him in person, especially the little girl Zhao Lingyu.
Liang Zhihui interrupted her sister's self-doubt: "Don't worry about what others say, that's all nonsense, they are jealous of you. In my heart, you are the best."
"Really?" she said in a low voice.
"Of course," she insisted.
Liang Youwei suddenly felt a pang of pain in her nose: "But... Sister, why are you so nice to me?"
Obviously, obviously they weren't sisters. Her usual belief that blood was thicker than water was often a self-deception, an excuse she made for herself to avoid the urge to be lazy.
The tone of the people around me is very intimate.
"Because I love you. From childhood to adulthood, I've been with you the longest, haven't I? Youwei, I love you even more than your stepmother. As long as you don't leave me, I'll always protect you."
Liang Youwei sniffed, her heart moved, and she wanted to cry. But she still didn't understand, "Then why love?"
The night was dark, and Liang Zhihui's response was a little slow this time: "Maybe because... we are sisters. Maybe also because you have always been with me."
Hearing this, Liang Youwei hugged her tighter, pressing her soft body against hers: "Then I will never leave you, sister."
"...Yes. As long as Weiwei doesn't leave, I will always protect you."
This time, Liang Youwei finally felt at ease after receiving the promise, and fell asleep with the night. In her hazy sleep, she felt a warm coolness fall on her forehead. But it seemed to be her own illusion.
【Author’s words】
After being reminded by a reader, the slip of the tongue has been corrected. [Rainbow fart]
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