46 Marriage
◎ Pretend. You pretend again. ◎
The next day.
Liang Youwei's first reaction after waking up was to move to her side. Without even opening her eyes, she was already calling out, "Zhao Lingyu..."
No one answered.
"...Zhao Lingyu?" She amplified her hoarse voice.
Still no response.
Almost instantly, a dull, dull ache in her lower abdomen assaulted her fragile heart. Why didn't Zhao Lingyu respond? Why didn't she speak? Why, why, why? Did she dislike him? Did she...
"What's wrong?"
Just as her eyes were rosy, Zhao Lingyu arrived belatedly. She was wearing only a solid dark green silk slip dress, the hem of which rose and fell with her steps, like dark waves, moving back and forth. It was incredibly beautiful.
She sat down beside the bed. Liang Youwei didn't hesitate and immediately embraced her slender, flexible waist. She rested her head on her soft chest and listened to her heartbeat. She said, "I didn't see you when I woke up. I was so scared."
Zhao Lingyu wanted to laugh at her poor acting skills, but she felt strangely relieved. She said calmly, "I was just washing up and didn't hear anything. I'm going to order takeout. What do you want to eat?"
I closed my eyes and my heart finally settled down.
"It's all fine. It depends on your taste." Liang Youwei had no appetite at this time. She buried herself in the other's arms, her eyes falling on the clean hem of her skirt without a trace of dust.
Suddenly, some daily details flashed through her mind, and Liang Youwei tilted her head in confusion.
For some reason, she always felt that Zhao Lingyu was a rather twisted girl. She often said she didn't like the things girls liked, but in private, Zhao Lingyu almost always wore long skirts and high heels. Her well-maintained short hair was especially out of reach of anyone. She just didn't know why she didn't grow it out long.
It's really strange.
Zhao Lingyu had no idea what she was thinking. She tangled her long hair with her fingertips, weaving various patterns, and said casually, "Then let's have some white porridge with pickles."
“…Zhao Lingyu!”
Hearing this, Liang Youwei's attention was instantly diverted. She stood up angrily and called for help, hitting her with a hammer. Even if you have no appetite, you can't eat such boring things!
Zhao Lingyu smiled, stopped her hand, and held it in her palm. "Don't pretend anymore? Don't pout. It must be something with a flavor, just a bit bland. The doctor gave me a list of things I shouldn't eat, so I have to follow them."
"Okay, okay, I got it." Liang Youwei broke away from her, yawned and stretched, and asked again: "My brother and the others haven't contacted you, right?"
Except for Zhao Lingyu, there was no one else's contact information in her backup phone.
Zhao Lingyu let down her long hair and said indifferently, "I've contacted them all. But don't worry, I've fooled them all."
Having grown up together for so many years, there is still some tacit understanding between them.
Liang Youwei smiled with satisfaction. She put her hand close to her ear and hugged her tightly: "I knew you were the best, Lingyu."
"……Um."
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At the same time, in the Qin family's main residence.
Liang Jingyi glanced at the surrounding layout, then picked up the ice-patterned white jade crabapple cup and took a sip of tea slowly.
As the sweet taste entered her mouth, her eyebrows moved slightly, and the frown quickly relaxed, turning into complacency and affirmation.
Baihao Yinzhen? It seems that Mrs. Jiang attaches great importance to her visit today. Then her goal should not be difficult to achieve.
She was not very interested in drinking tea. She simply tasted it, put down the teacup, and looked out the window again.
The Qin family's decor leaned towards the courtyard style of Chinese architecture, slightly different from the Liang family's Song Dynasty-era Chinese architecture. On the way here, she'd noticed the landscape stone bricks and pine and cypress trees along the way. She knew at a glance that a master had calculated the layout, and each had its own particular reasoning.
Soon after my sight fell on the bronze bird-scare bell in the distance, Mrs. Jiang arrived.
She withdrew her attention, raised the corner of her mouth in an elegant and humble arc, and took the initiative to speak to Madam Jiang: "I came here uninvited today, I hope Aunt Jiang will not be offended."
Mrs. Jiang didn't care and said softly, "Jingyi is such a joker. We haven't had a good chat since you came home. How could I not be happy when I have the chance today?"
Liang Jingyi concealed all the sharp edges around her, like a gentle and weak schoolgirl: "I'm glad you're not angry. By the way, I heard that my aunt also graduated from Peking University?"
"Well, Jingyi and I are also classmates. So - since we are sisters from the same school, why not speak frankly? Jingyi came here today, so you must have something to say, right?"
Jiang Yuhe smiled lightly and went straight to the point without making Liang Jingyi feel embarrassed.
"Thank you for your understanding. Then I won't be polite and tell you directly that it was my two brothers and sisters who came here today."
The aroma of tea filled the air, and Liang Jingyi's expression was a little shy.
"The Qin family has been doing very well over the past two years, and our Liang family also has plans to further develop in new media and electronic games. My brother told me that he's interested in fostering deeper cooperation between the Qin and Liang families, and that's what Dad hopes for. However, my second sister, as one of the top ten shareholders of Yixing, isn't the most suitable candidate. Adding to the age factor, after much deliberation, it seems only Youwei and I are suitable to serve as the bridge between them."
Having said this, she paused and looked over with a subtle smile.
Mrs. Jiang understood her implication and after a moment's silence, she said, "But Youwei's identity is rather special. She can't and shouldn't be this bridge, right?"
"Aunt is indeed worthy of being Academician Zhou's favorite student." Liang Jingyi complimented with a smile, gentle and submissive.
Seeing a hint of confusion and thought in Mrs. Jiang's eyes and no immediate answer, she was not in a hurry. She calmly picked up the Begonia cup and slowly drank the tea.
…
"In that case, I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye, aunt."
Liang Jingyi stood up with a smile, bowed slightly, and said goodbye gently with lowered eyebrows. Jiang Yuhe stood up and tried to persuade her to stay: "Jingyi, don't you want to stay for dinner?"
The girl across from me, with long straight hair, smiled softly. The evening breeze blew in through the cracked ice window, lifting the ribbon of her shirt across her chest in a gentle arc. "Auntie, you're so polite. We still have plenty of time to have dinner together in the future, don't we? So today, I won't bother you anymore."
Liang Jingyi declined again and again and did not let Mrs. Jiang send her out personally.
I had chosen such a perfect time in advance to have a friendly exchange with Qin Zhen. If I did it in front of Mrs. Jiang, I was a little worried that it would affect my performance.
She smiled brightly, and when she saw the figure approaching, she did not hide the pride in her eyes.
Three steps away, the man in a neat suit stopped.
"...Third sister, good evening." He suppressed the disgust in his heart and called out indifferently.
Liang Jingyi also suppressed the nausea that came from deep within her heart and deliberately softened her tone: "Third Sister is not the name you should call me. President Qin, you'd better change your tone quickly."
Qin Zhen's eyes were devoid of emotion, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Is that so? I don't understand what Third Sister means."
Pretend, pretend again.
"Uncle Qin said that Mr. Qin and my sister's horoscopes are incompatible." Liang Jingyi smiled broadly and took a step forward. The crisp, melodious sound of her red-soled high heels landing on the bluestone slabs silenced her whispers. "After all, she's a fake, so it's normal that they're not compatible. Fortunately, we have someone in the Liang family whose horoscope is compatible with yours. Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin are very satisfied with that person."
She stared intently at the other person's pupils, which suddenly began to tremble. Her smile deepened, and she spoke word by word, "I just don't know if President Qin is ready to welcome her as his wife. We've met three times in the past, and today is the fourth time. Are you satisfied with her performance?"
Qin Zhen was completely certain of an idea in his heart. He turned his head to look at her in disbelief: "Liang Jingyi, are you crazy?!"
"Crazy? Don't call me a crazy woman. I know exactly what I'm doing." She chuckled, "Qin Zhen, I told you."
The sound of high heels getting closer and closer was like a death warrant, tap, tap, tap, one after another, knocking on Qin Zhen's heart.
She was very close to him, almost inches away, and from the perspective of an outsider, the scene was like the intimate moments between lovers. But only the person involved knew how much indifference the other person's eyes were filled with.
"I will do everything I want to do. No matter what method I use, no matter what the price is. I will not let you marry Liang Youwei. I will never let you marry Liang Youwei."
After whispering, she stood up again, and the space between them returned to normal social distance. The ribbon on the girl's chest brushed across the man's neck, like the touch of a cobra, fleeting, but able to strangle the throat.
"I'm looking forward to the wedding day."
She smiled at him, her smile reaching deep into her eyes, full of joy.
Qin Zhen held his breath at that moment. He clenched his fists, his eyes completely cold.
To be honest, Liang and Qin were never very friendly whenever they met.
The first time, at a welcoming banquet, Liang Jingyi was upset after hearing the rumors about the past, so she approached him under the pretext of a business chat, introduced by her second sister, and accidentally spilled champagne on his suit.
The second time, in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, Qin Zhen and Liang Youwei announced their relationship, and Liang Jingyi couldn't help but break down her defenses. Early in the morning, she confronted him directly, and they started to play both sides.
The third time, in Repulse Bay, Hong Kong Island, Qin Zhen returned with Liang Ting'an and Liang Youwei, still spouting the truth without knowing whether to live or die. Liang Jingyi immediately ordered the housekeeper to send them away and forbade anyone surnamed Qin from entering the Liang household again.
The fourth time is today.
Perhaps because Qin Zhen rarely feels fear towards someone, he dreamed of Liang Jingyi tonight.
In other words, I dreamed about their "after marriage".
In the dream, Liang Jingyi was pregnant.
But she was pregnant with Liang Youwei's child - Liang Youwei's egg combined with the purchased foreign high-quality sperm and entered Liang Jingyi's body together.
Qin Zhen didn't know what Liang Jingyi had done in his dream to deceive everyone and make them believe that this mixed-race child was his daughter, and even took away the future inheritance rights of the Qin family.
There were only two people in the empty study.
He didn't know what the previous situation was. At this moment, Liang Jingyi was flipping through the contract documents and mocked him in a light tone: "Qin Zhen, don't expect her to call you dad. I will divorce you before she learns to speak, and then fly to Italy with Liang Youwei and live happily for the rest of our lives."
Qin Zhen finally regained control of his body. He frowned and looked at her in confusion. Even though he had a thousand words to say, only one came out: "Liang Jingyi, do you hate me so much? Just because of Liang Youwei?"
The person opposite was stunned, then laughed out loud.
"How is that possible? You are my legal husband, how could I hate you?"
Qin Zhen's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth. He sneered: "So you still know what is legal."
"How could I not know?"
Her laughter grew louder, and she stood up from the swan chair and walked towards him step by step. In the dream, the sound of her high heels landing on the ground overlapped with reality.
"Qin Zhen, I know much more than you think. After all, you were the one who ruined my first performance contract."
"In order to make Liang Jiangsheng think that the real Liang San is just a useless person, and to reduce Liang Jiangsheng's disgust towards Liang Youwei... you hit me hard. Do you really think I'm a fool and a weakling who can be manipulated by others?"
Qin Zhen instantly got goosebumps. She actually knew? She actually knew! What he had done was clearly very covert...
Liang Jingyi's voice was like a ghost floating in his ears, seeming to be there and not there.
"Liang Youwei will spend the rest of her life by my side atone for her sins. As for you, what you have to pay for it depends on what you do in the future. I will not easily let go of anyone who has hurt me."
"Qin Zhen, you'd better stop now."
【Author’s words】
Jingyi will not marry Qin Zhen because Old Man Liang will not let her go.
Liang Jiangsheng's basic logic: Liang Jingyi was becoming increasingly adept at handling the group's affairs, gradually building up internal trust and connections with external clients. If she married off, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't give away resources. A daughter without a say in the group could be offered up as a favor, but people like Liang Zhihui and Liang Jingyi couldn't be easily involved with outsiders.
ps: I found that some of the little angels’ messages were deleted. I am appealing, but I don’t know if they can be released (sigh)
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