Chapter 140: Liang Chaosu Simply Points It Out
“Second Secretary, the Vice Chairman has taken the call.”
Su Chenghuai immediately stopped the executive morning meeting and closed the door after the executives left.
Liang Chaosu spoke first, “Delay it one more day.”
“Vice Chairman, we can’t delay any longer.” Su Chenghuai’s anxiety was unbearable, “We are no match for Director Liang at all. Regarding the previous project with Gu Corporation, it was clearly reviewed, but the review team found loopholes that very day. You were also delayed in returning, and Director Liang is holding another board meeting this afternoon to officially change the partner for the Gu Corporation project.”
Su Chenghuai walked to a corner of the room, away from the door and windows, “Gu Xingyuan went abroad and hasn’t reappeared, so the Gu Corporation project was already leaderless. President Shen’s younger Shen, President, suddenly publicly supported Gu Zhoushan to replace Gu Xingyuan. Shen’s previous help with favors and funds to resolve the Liang Gu crisis, now that he’s taken sides, the directors recognize it.”
A trace of mockery flashed in Liang Chaosu’s eyes.
Father Liang was able to discover Liancheng’s pregnancy at the black clinic, so he naturally knew that Shen Lichuan had also played a role, bribing the boss and threatening him into silence.
By possessing one daughter, and wanting the other adopted daughter, even protecting this adopted daughter, he is backstabbing the Liang family.
Given Father Liang’s personality, whether it’s a warning or discipline for this ill-behaved son-in-law, Shen Lichuan would not find peace in the short term.
Now, to force him to return, they could even work together with gritted teeth.
“My father is quite generous.”
Su Chenghuai faced the wall seam, picking at the plaster, maintaining silence.
“I will return tomorrow, expected to arrive the morning after. As for the afternoon meeting, I will arrange for someone to delay it.”
After hanging up the phone, Su Chenghuai breathed a sigh of relief.
Working for Liang Chaosu was stressful, but the leader never shifted blame. For matters beyond his subordinates’ capabilities, he never unreasonably forced them.
Compared to Secretary Zhou, who was “terrified and stumbled,” he, Secretary Su, was “stable, reliable, and confident.”
……….
Liancheng tiptoed away from the corner.
As expected.
Father Liang was cunning and a move ahead.
She would leave tomorrow, and Liang Chaosu would return.
Father Liang’s grand play was about to begin.
In the past, she would rather have argued with Liang Chaosu three times than face Father Liang even once. But this time was different. The Earth was ultimately not Liang’s Earth, and Iceland was across the ocean. Father Liang’s remote control from an unfamiliar place, plus Liang Chaosu’s hidden mercenaries.
Liancheng imagined that if she fell into Father Liang’s hands and was taken to the hospital, what would Liang Chaosu’s hidden mercenaries do?
Of course, they would come to her rescue.
At that time, Liang Chaosu’s and Father Liang’s forces would restrain each other, and her chances of winning would increase by another thirty percent.
And, there was plan B.
If faking her death in the hospital failed, she would follow Shen Lichuan’s plan and go through the gang’s channels to legitimize herself.
There were so many countries in the world, but after she legitimized herself, she wouldn’t stay long. Although it would be a nomadic life, she would have to wear down the Liang family’s patience little by little until they gave up.
Liancheng returned to her room to wash up, and Liang Chaosu was still on the small balcony making a phone call.
As she passed by, she heard him say, “Mr. Liu’s son-in-law.”
It was likely one of the directors of the Liang Corporation. Liancheng stood there for another moment, but finally, fearing discovery if she stayed too long, she left for the first floor and opened the refrigerator.
The food Liang Chaosu had mentioned was prominently placed in the second compartment of the refrigerator, right in the center.
Liancheng took it out.
A fried egg and ham that didn’t look very appetizing, and a piece of meat whose type she couldn’t discern. She examined it for a long time, only managing to make out the rosemary garnished next to the meat.
“Fully cooked.”
Liang Chaosu stood on the stairs, “Eat it if you can, if not, you can call to order food.”
Liancheng put down the plate, “What’s the number for ordering food?”
Liang Chaosu paused.
Liancheng pretended not to notice, walked out of the kitchen, and went to the living room to make a call.
Liang Chaosu stood in place, lips pursed, appearing quite unnatural.
Liancheng flipped through the hotel’s landline directory. He walked over step by step, scooped her up with his arm, and pulled her into his embrace, his tone laced with a bit of menace and gloom, “Are you a picky eater?”
“Not too picky.” Liancheng didn’t struggle, “I eat everything I can each time.”
Liang Chaosu furrowed his brow and gazed at her, “You can’t eat this time?”
“Not really.” Liancheng shook her head, “Except for the burnt fried egg, the overcooked ham, and the unidentifiable meat, it was generally good. Especially the rosemary next to it, which retained its original flavor, which is very rare.”
Nonsense, a string of useless words.
The rosemary wasn’t cooked; it was placed on the side as a garnish, so of course, it retained its original flavor.
Liang Chaosu was accustomed to her evasive responses, but even with his ample patience, her deliberate disregard and distortion this time made him no longer want to take the bait.
“I made that, just like this jade buckle and these beads. I personally ground them, bit by bit, with a single cut.”
The room was well-heated.
Yet, Liancheng’s spine stiffened, and a chill ran down her back.
Liang Chaosu’s aloofness stemmed from a coldness about him, a restraint in self-expression; he would not reveal himself without reservation.
Whatever he intended to do, it would certainly be silent and unspoken, only revealing a hint when he was on the verge of success.
And now he was explicitly asking her to obediently give birth to the child and marry him.
And personally making a jade buckle and personally making meals.
How could he cook?
Only during the four years they lived together, when she was sick, with a fever and vomiting, unable to get out of bed, did Liang Chaosu cook pasta a few times.
And now?
Was he finally going to cast his net with these steps?
The space suddenly tightened, Liancheng’s shoulders were squeezed, and she felt him lean in, embracing her in the most intimate posture, holding her without reservation.
“You asked me why I planted spring cherry trees for landscaping in Nan Province during winter.”
It started to blow outside, the wind howling and sweeping across the snowfield.
The fjord’s terrain caused the wind to be more turbulent than in the previous small town, battering the windows and howling incessantly.
Liancheng, however, couldn’t hear it. All she heard was the man’s breathing, uniquely calm, bringing a unique sense of upheaval.
His breaths were as scorching as lava.
They melted into her ear canal, burning into her body, scorching her brain, and shattering her heart.
“It was never for Liang Wenfei, it was simply because you liked it.”
The room was warm, and both were in thin clothing. Liang Chaosu’s hot, strong muscles pressed against her through the fabric, wantonly and arrogantly.
Liancheng perceived an extreme danger.
It was as if a trapped beast that had been holding back for a long time had finally opened the cage gate, a claw ferociously extending from the shadows, followed by its head, then the other claw…
She shivered uncontrollably, “Liang Chaosu—”
“Liancheng.” Liang Chaosu lifted her chin, forcing her to look up, forcing her to face him directly, “As long as I don’t state things in extreme detail, you will still misinterpret me in your heart, distort my meaning, right?”
The wind outside the window grew louder.
Since Liang Chaosu arrived in Iceland, Liancheng had the illusion that as the wind outside grew fiercer day by day, he became gentler.
It was as if his fierceness had been extended into a gale raging outside, so he was relatively safe indoors.
Now, the wind still howled, but he was no longer safe.
“It’s because I love you, that’s why I’m marrying you.”
