Chapter 48: You Must Leave, As Far As Possible
In this page, Shen Lichuan’s handwriting, from proper and elegant, turned sharp and fierce, bursting forth from the traces of his strokes’ movement and pauses.
Lian Cheng, Liang Chaosu is far more powerful than you imagine.
These four years, he has been like a mad, predatory machine, his influence has spread so widely that he could suppress the Hu family, simultaneously overwhelm the Shen family, and force me to go abroad.
But he is facing a crisis at the same time. The Gu family is a quagmire; the more he invests, the deeper he sinks. Now, more than half of Liang Corporation’s resources are tied up. His funding gap is so large that it cannot be covered by ordinary cooperation, and at this juncture, he has drawn out one hundred million in liquid funds to treat your illness.
The machinations within are self-evident.
I believe that with your intelligence, you must have already perceived it. But given the tense situation, you will underestimate it due to a lack of information.
There is news from the capital that three days ago, the top neurosurgery team from Country A whom he invited arrived at Xiehe, and together with Academician Wang Liu of Xiehe, they formed a medical team to fully awaken Bo Yizhang.
If Bo Yizhang awakens, with the life-saving grace he has received, he will no longer be bribed or moved, and will certainly treat you wholeheartedly.
Lian Cheng, we have been exposed to the power struggles of wealthy families since childhood. I believe you understand what I mean by reading this.
Therefore, Lian Cheng, you must leave, as far as possible.
Remember this.
Lian Cheng let out a long sigh, and the stone in her heart finally settled.
She understood Shen Lichuan’s meaning, of course. There were three key points in the letter.
First, Liang Chaosu could force the Shen family heir to go abroad and genuinely seek her out with ease.
Second, Liang Chaosu’s predicament made marrying her the most convenient, effective, and beneficial immediate priority.
Third, Bo Yizhang’s car accident, and his strenuous efforts to save him without timely damage control, indicated that his situation was extremely dire, leaving him unable to pursue a second option and forcing him to commit fully to this one path.
When she becomes the key to turning the tide, will Liang Chaosu let her leave?
If he spares no effort to find her, can she escape?
Lian Cheng felt a fear originating from her soul, spreading from the deepest part of her heart, slowly invading every blood vessel, until her limbs became so heavy they felt numb.
This sheet of paper, weighing a thousand pounds, was finally folded slowly by her.
Just like before, when she and Shen Lichuan used to fold thousands of origami cranes and letters.
But back then, it was about shy young love, conveyed in a melodramatic yet solemn way during adolescence.
Now, as Lian Cheng folds it again, it is to draw a definitive end to this coerced and confined relationship.
She looked at the stack of papers again, this time with more care.
Her heart burned. Should she obey Shen Lichuan, abandon her original plan, and flee abroad?
………………
It got dark early in winter. Near five or six o’clock, a heavy rain started again.
Accompanied by lightning and thunder, it raged like a typhoon landing.
Zhang An stopped the car at the alley entrance near Lian Cheng’s company. The man in the back seat kicked his seat, “Stop at the entrance.”
Zhang An dared not disobey.
Logically speaking, with the wind and rain raging, the car should indeed stop at the entrance to prevent Miss Lian Cheng from being drenched.
But Zhang An privately thought that perhaps Miss Lian Cheng would prefer to endure the harsh weather rather than expose their relationship in front of her colleagues.
The crowd pouring out of the office building gradually thinned.
The remaining few scattered in the lobby, some near, some far, watching the Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.
Liang Chaosu stared at the entrance through the car window. Another wave of people emerged from the elevator.
As they dispersed in a bustling stream, the last person, Tai Duoduo, appeared. She tilted her head, phone clamped between her shoulder and ear, looking at her watch with impatience.
She spoke intermittently, and as she walked out of the lobby, she saw the black luxury car parked at the entrance. Subconsciously, she paused for a few more seconds, a look of envy that any ordinary person would have flashing across her face.
As she passed the front of the car and took her next step, her expression changed to astonishment. She turned back, repeatedly confirming the license plate. Visible surprise climbed onto her face.
Liang Chaosu hung up his phone. After seven unsuccessful attempts to connect, his patience ran out.
He raised his hand slightly.
Zhang An, who had been waiting in the driver’s seat, immediately got out of the car and hurried to meet Tai Duoduo.
After hearing his few words, he froze as if struck by lightning.
Even if he were beaten to death, he would never have imagined that Lian Cheng wouldn’t be at the company this afternoon.
For a moment, the gazes cast from inside the car onto his back felt scorching hot, making his scalp tingle.
Zhang An, still holding onto a sliver of hope, asked Tai Duoduo to take him upstairs to confirm it himself.
Liang Chaosu watched him hurry upstairs, then watched him come down carrying a bulging platinum bag, his face showing panic. His depleted patience turned cold and grim.
Zhang An got into the car and handed the bag to Liang Chaosu.
He remained silent, but Zhang An could already feel the air in the car thinning.
“Miss Lian Cheng—” Zhang An gritted his teeth and reported, heads down, “is not at the company. I asked her team leader. She hasn’t appeared since leaving this morning, nor has she requested leave. The team leader contacted her several times in person, but there was no connection.”
The man gave no orders for a long time. Zhang An braced himself and carefully glanced up.
Suddenly, their eyes met, in a flash of lightning.
A storm raged within.
Immediately, his expression turned indifferent, “Go to the Bai Family.”
The vehicle started and disappeared into the rain. A figure cautiously peeked out from the lobby, held up a mobile phone, finished recording the last frame, and stopped the video.
………………
Lian Cheng left Nan Province and ate a hasty meal at a small restaurant by the provincial highway. Taking advantage of the brief lull after the heavy rain around seven o’clock, she got on a bus heading to Cui County.
Once on the bus, as expected, they didn’t check identification. Lian Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the back window seat to sit down.
A small display screen near the rear car door was playing Nan Province news.
“Breaking news: The rainfall exceeded 30 millimeters two hours ago, with winds of level ten. Xin Tai Road, Renmin Road, and Central Ring were affected, with severe road flooding and broken tree branches on both sides. Relevant departments are working to restore services. Citizens with travel plans are advised to take detours.”
Lian Cheng lowered her gaze. Heavy rain, strong winds, and obstructed roads—how similar it was to that typhoon day four years ago.
The difference was, she couldn’t escape then, but this time, she was already on her way.
And Shen Lichuan, who had tried to get her to leave twice—
Lian Cheng took out the stack of papers again, unfolding each sheet, folding it and folding it again, creating one origami crane after another, placing them on her lap.
His words were all reasonable and hit the nail on the head, but he forgot Liang Wenfei.
Once she was confirmed missing, Lian Cheng dared not guess how Liang Chaosu would search.
But Liang Wenfei would definitely search Shen Lichuan’s vicinity three times over first.
The secretary who handled her overseas procedures was just a salaried worker.
Even if loyal, she could withstand one round of questioning. What about the second and third rounds, when Liang Wenfei, that Howling Celestial Dog, called upon Liang Chaosu, the Three-Eyed God?
Lian Cheng knew too well how neurotic and devastatingly effective Liang Wenfei could be in such matters.
She was like a ninja BOSS, capable of picking up loose threads from unexpected places and delivering a fatal blow.
Lian Cheng really couldn’t afford to provoke her.
Furthermore, since she had decided to move forward, she shouldn’t implicate Shen Lichuan and put him at risk for her sake.
This kindness could only be deeply appreciated and accepted in spirit.
It started raining again outside. The heater in the car brought a damp stuffiness. Lian Cheng opened the packaging of her newly bought mobile phone, inserted the pre-prepared SIM card, and without any further ado, downloaded a video app first.
Logging into Bai Ying’s account, she had updated a private video.
That was their agreement for conveying news after she left.
