Chapter 243: Miscalculation
Liancheng’s hand felt as if it were weighed down by a thousand pounds. The man’s body temperature transmitted from his palm, burning hotter than a healthy temperature, as if igniting a flame, fiercely burning into an inseparable entanglement.
“Liang Chaosu—”
Liang Chaosu gazed at the back of her hand. Her skin, as white as snow and delicate as jade, was ghastly white and slightly blue beneath his fingertips, turning into purple-red bruises.
She twisted in pain, yet still did not give up, shaking herself free with all her might.
“You personally made the agreement. The reporters at this press conference deliberately provoked me, and I didn’t break the contract. Do you want to break it?”
Liang Chaosu looked up, their eyes meeting.
He pulled without warning. Liancheng’s strength couldn’t compare, and she crashed face-first into his embrace. His arm bend held her firmly, his chest pressing against her cheek.
“Then are you back for the agreement, or for someone else?”
Liancheng felt as if facing a great enemy. Seeing him bow his head, she grabbed the pen from the desk. The tip was silver and bright, reflecting a sharp light.
She pressed it against the side of his neck.
“My agreeing to an agreement with you was for someone else from the very beginning.”
Liang Chaosu was imposing in stature, with a long neck. He pressed down inch by inch, the blood vessels on his neck tensing, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
Even without speaking, his pores and hair strands exuded a fierce aggression.
It was like claws and teeth, digging into his bones.
Liancheng was filled with terror, the pen tip digging deeply into the skin where the blood vessels bulged, staring at him intently.
“Let go. Did you go through this four years ago? I’ll stab you again.”
“Have you gotten the identification results for you and Lin Xianzi?”
Liang Chaosu didn’t blink, his pupils surging with darkness.
He was like a beast out of control, devoid of emotion and warmth, moving forward relentlessly, not even restraining her.
Cold sweat broke out on Liancheng’s back. She gritted her teeth, the pen tip threateningly moving.
He didn’t retreat an inch. His chest rose and fell, a posture that tore through boundaries.
“Her taking this step was after seeing the news at the press conference, deciding to take you with her, wasn’t it?”
Liancheng’s hand trembled. The sharp tip expelled thick ink, which mixed with the blood bursting from her body.
Black and red, sickeningly and perversely, flooded Liancheng’s eyes.
“You were monitoring my phone—”
“It seems it’s true.”
The man suddenly smiled. Reflected in her eyes, it made her tremble all over. The pen tip quivered even in the bloody mess, oozing more poison.
Rich and viscous.
She tightened her grip, her knuckles turning white, but she didn’t withdraw the pen.
Liang Chaosu’s smile widened, a hoarse rumble resonating in his throat and chest cavity.
His breathing was also wild and explosive, not like a life penetrating her hand, but more like she had broken through a cage and released him.
Liancheng’s mind exploded.
She shouldn’t have returned to Qingxi Valley in the first place.
Actually, when Feng Shien sent a text message saying Lin Xianzi wanted to see her, she already regretted it.
But by then, she had already spoken with Liang Chaosu and agreed. If she didn’t respond, given her previous two escape attempts as precedents,
Liang Chaosu would still find out.
“So what do you want to do now? Strip my clothes, torment me, threaten me? Lock me up in your golden house? Liang Chaosu—”
The bloodshot veins in her pupils were densely gathered, a fiery red. “You give me the recording. It’s not that you misunderstood, it’s just another tactic, like those from Qingxi Valley, like your good friends.”
“You asked me to face you directly, and I did. So is there any difference between you now and before?”
Liang Chaosu froze for a moment.
Liancheng rolled off the bed and ran out of the door in despair.
As dusk approached, the glazed tiles of the courtyard wall reflected brilliant light. The door behind her was like an abyss, constantly cracking open, constantly expanding.
One step slower, and she would be devoured; one second later, and her remains would be gone.
…………………………
Gu Xingyuan rushed into the small courtyard in a panic.
Liang Chaosu’s wound had already been treated. He was in the study having a video conference, with Su Chenghuai reporting on the screen.
“Currently, three countries in Europe have formally filed cases and launched investigations regarding Far East Pharmaceutical’s progesterone injections. Lin Xianzi is not only the operator of the enterprise but also the project general, making her primarily responsible for the pharmaceutical accident. She will be unable to extricate herself for at least a month with this trip to Europe.”
“Locally in Singapore, there’s also a preliminary direction regarding Mo Shicheng hiring someone to commit murder. The crime scene was in Singapore, and the suspect Mo Shicheng is a Singaporean national. The trial and sentencing will naturally take place in Singapore. Mo Shicheng is expected to be extradited back to Singapore within a month. If negotiations with the Hong Kong police go smoothly, it could be as fast as two weeks.”
Liang Chaosu rested the back of his head on the chair. The gauze on his neck was striking, with sporadic bloodstains seeping through. He tugged, and the bloodstains spread rapidly.
Gu Xingyuan gasped.
With a cold glance, Gu Xingyuan fell silent.
“Mo Shifu won this round against the Mo family. He first used Liancheng to divert Lin Xianzi’s attention. On one side is the bloodline, plus Far East Pharmaceutical. Although the Lin family is working hard in Hong Kong, she missed a move in Singapore. Mo Shifu now has the support of the Singaporean government. Once Mo Shicheng returns to Singapore, bail will be a natural outcome.”
Su Chenghuai understood, “Then Lin Xianzi must be in a terrible state now and won’t be able to worry about Madam.”
Gu Xingyuan raised the corner of his eyebrow, a hint of playful teasing in his eyes.
The screen was behind him, and only half of Liang Chaosu’s jaw was visible on the video. Su Chenghuai hadn’t noticed Gu Xingyuan.
“Your strategy of not intervening until now was truly brilliant. When Mo Shicheng was about to be arrested, he exposed that Lin Xianzi finding the remains was fake, indicating he had long determined Madam was of the first wife’s bloodline. However, he still underestimated you. After following Madam and discovering some clues, he thought he had secured victory and assumed you would panic, publicly blocking Lin Xianzi and standing with him.”
“It’s a pity. You broke the stalemate by actually marrying Madam. If Mo Shifu hadn’t favored him, he would have been tried in Hong Kong this time without a doubt.”
The setting sun gradually descended outside the window, and rosy clouds began to appear in the sky, reflecting on the glass. Liang Chaosu’s expression was as somber as water.
“You underestimated Mo Shicheng. He never gambled everything on an outsider. Lian Yingying is his backup. Her uncle Gu Zhoushan is an old acquaintance of my father.”
Su Chenghuai was surprised, “But years ago, he almost seized Gu Xingyuan’s legitimate inheritance. Because he suffered a major defeat in cooperation with your father, the Gu family’s branch families started supporting Gu Xingyuan, and he was captured by you. After such a messy outcome, how could he dare approach your father?”
Since his name was mentioned, Gu Xingyuan walked around the desk, revealing half his head.
“It’s because of Qingxi Valley. Their next plan against your Director Liang last year was unexpected. Your Director Liang was so overwhelmingly successful that he directly seized power. But the hidden pieces of Qingxi Valley were already laid. Liang Zhengping’s successive victories last month successfully provoked public condemnation of your Director Liang. Thus, do you think Gu Zhoushan has confidence?”
Su Chenghuai was speechless for a moment.
Liang Chaosu stared at Gu Xingyuan expressionlessly.
Gu Xingyuan’s back stiffened. To this day, the more he understood Liang Chaosu, the more he feared him in his heart.
He was a man whose scheming was unfathomably mysterious and whose calmness was exceedingly extreme.
Yet at this very moment, in the depths of his heart, concerning someone he couldn’t bear to be separated from, he had miscalculated by two points.
Liang Zhengping’s boldness was unexpected.
More so was Lin Xianzi’s maternal instinct. She had clearly abandoned Liancheng once, but now, facing her second, more dangerous situation, she was reluctant to let go.
No more calculations, no more conspiracies. She sent Feng Shien, who favored open strategy.
His original intention was for Liancheng to be alone, to calmly relax, but instead, Feng Shien seized the opportunity. By the time he received the message, it was already too late.
