Chapter 66: The “green Tea” Accuses Him Of Rape To Liancheng
Gu Xingyuan’s eyes held resentment, “It’s easy for you to say. The promises Gu Xingyu made to the directors are things I wouldn’t even dare to boast about. How can we unite?”
Liang Chaosu said concisely, “I’ll cover it.”
Gu Xingyuan looked up, and the Tea Master also met his gaze in surprise.
The man’s expression was calm, without the solemnity of seriousness, the arrogance of assured victory, or the resilience of bearing a heavy burden.
He was simply bland, as if nearly ten billion in his hands was no more significant than casual talk about the nice weather, good tea, and pleasant scenery outside.
This demeanor of not taking ten tripods seriously was more soul-stirring and blood-pumping than his indifferent, noble handsomeness.
The Tea Master’s hands, clasped over her lower abdomen, tightened for a moment before she raised them again to pour tea. Her gaze completely shifted to Liang Chaosu, a shy hint of ambiguity drawn out like silk.
Gu Xingyuan perceived this and, for reasons unknown, suddenly asked, “We’ve been chatting for a while, I still haven’t asked your name?”
The Tea Master’s cheeks reddened, like a quiet, delicate flower growing in the Jiangnan water towns. “My surname is Lian, and my given name is a repetition. I’m called Yingying.”
Liang Chaosu cast a glance, “Surname Lian?”
“Yes.”
Gu Xingyuan smiled meaningfully, “Then you’re quite fated with Vice Chairman Liang. He has a fake sister named Liancheng, and his biological sister is also a skilled tea master, taught by him personally. You two should have a lot in common.”
Liang Chaosu looked at Lian Yingying.
She was about the same age as Liancheng, with long, jet-black hair like satin, a delicate, sweet heart-shaped face, and a voice that was soft, sticky, and charmingly sweet. Her skin was also very fair.
Gu Xingyuan said, “You mentioned earlier that you haven’t had a relationship. Have you really never dated anyone since you were little?”
Lian Yingying’s ears also turned red. She lowered her eyelids, her long, thick eyelashes like the timid, startled wings of a butterfly, trembling slightly as she answered, filling the air with a powdery shyness.
Generally speaking, men who have weathered storms and achieved success often favor this kind of easily controlled “powder” who provides excellent emotional value.
Liang Chaosu looked, but also didn’t look. His gaze withdrew after a quick appraisal and focused on the tea, lost in thought.
“Vice Chairman Liang’s hand—” Lian Yingying only said half of it, then softly swallowed the rest.
It was a girl’s genuine concern, yet she adhered to the professional ethics of a Tea Master, not disturbing or asking too many private questions of the guests.
A sliver of pure, maidenly spring heart was revealed, then quietly withdrawn.
She was obedient, sensible, and knew the rules, leaving an excellent impression.
Liang Chaosu let out a chuckle, but offered no further comment.
He carried an air of sharp indifference, a distant aloofness of looking down from a height.
His upright posture and silence were unnerving, creating tension.
Gu Xingyuan said, “Miss Lian meant well, what are you doing?” He shifted his gaze to Lian Yingying, “There’s quite a story behind his hand injury—”
The man put down his teacup, the porcelain clinking crisply against the table.
He said nothing, yet Gu Xingyuan fell silent.
The room fell silent, the atmosphere as if time had stopped.
Lian Yingying’s eyes slowly reddened at the corners, the crimson blush trailing behind her dark pupils as she gazed at Liang Chaosu, lingering on him.
In such a scene, any man would be moved by a wave of tender emotions.
Gu Xingyuan felt very sympathetic and gave her three times her usual hourly wage, instructing the butler to personally ensure she returned home safely.
The woman’s graceful qipao hem, reluctant to leave, disappeared into the corridor.
Gu Xingyuan’s dissipated persona was like a mask, now fully removed. “Xiao Rou is alone abroad.”
The act was over. Liang Chaosu, impatient to hear his convoluted love affairs, prepared to leave.
“My wife is pregnant, and I can’t be by her side. You bear some responsibility too, don’t you?” Gu Xingyuan blocked him. “For a scheme worth billions, as a partner, I’ve sacrificed so much. Shouldn’t you also show some initiative and sacrifice your looks to win over a couple of informants?”
“You sacrificed because you made frequent errors and were incompetent,” Liang Chaosu brushed the rim of his cup and glanced at him. “I am your savior, not someone to pity.”
Gu Xingyuan was stunned. “I don’t believe you’ll never suffer the pain of love in this life.”
Liang Chaosu strode towards the exit. “With sufficient capability, there is only sweet success that comes naturally, not bitter struggles at every turn.”
Gu Xingyuan refused to back down. “Just you wait. Sooner or later, a woman will torment you beyond measure, forcing you to beg for mercy.”
Unfortunately, the man was already far away and hadn’t heard a word.
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Lian Cheng didn’t consider herself a caged bird; she saw herself as a cornered beast.
A cornered beast that still fought.
Liang Chaosu wouldn’t let her go and cut off her contact with the outside world, but it wasn’t as if she was alone in the house.
Lian Cheng borrowed Aunt Wang’s phone, but didn’t call or text directly.
She first logged into Bai Ying’s account and accessed over a dozen private videos.
Watching them from beginning to end was like being doused with more than ten buckets of cold water on a freezing winter day, ice forming from her head to her toes.
A phone call she hadn’t intended to make had to be risked.
Bai Ying sounded like she had just come out of surgery, with faint sounds of a circulating nurse counting instruments.
The moment Lian Cheng spoke, the other side immediately fell silent.
With the sound of a door closing and locking, Bai Ying’s astonished voice echoed in the empty space, “Why are you using Aunt Wang’s phone number? Where are you? Did the Three Eyes really catch you?”
Before Lian Cheng could answer.
Bai Ying continued, “Was it the day before yesterday? Shen Lichuan called me. That lunatic Liang Chaosu has gone mad. He has a hunting ground in Africa, plays with sniper rifles, and even held a gun to Shen Lichuan’s head. At the most tense moment, he received a phone call and returned to the country, abandoning Shen Lichuan. He didn’t even leave instructions for Liang Wenfei when he left.”
Lian Cheng already knew from watching the videos. “It was that day.”
“Damn it.” Bai Ying wanted to curse. “Where are you now? Did he do anything to you? Did he hit you? Why don’t we just call the police?”
Lian Cheng replied, “Do you think I haven’t? Two years ago, I couldn’t report it locally, so I even tried reporting it in another city. But my household registration is with the Liang family, so in the end, it was just closed as a domestic dispute.”
“If you accuse him of rape and incest, once such a matter comes to light, the police won’t be able to sweep it under the rug as a domestic issue.”
“Then what about my child?”
Bai Ying was speechless. A police investigation would inevitably involve a physical examination. If the child were exposed, even if all obstacles were overcome and Liang Chaosu was sent to prison, Father Liang and Mother Liang wouldn’t allow their bloodline to be scattered or let Lian Cheng, who ruined Liang Chaosu, live comfortably.
Even if she got past Father and Mother Liang, Liang Chaosu’s rape conviction wouldn’t result in a death sentence. After his release, how would he treat Lian Cheng?
Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.
“Are you okay now?” Bai Ying calmed down. “Since you can call me, you must have seen the videos. Don’t worry about the child anymore. My old man will handle it, and it’ll be foolproof.”
“But one thing: the surveillance on me that Liang Chaosu had in place has been withdrawn. However, the surveillance on Shen Lichuan hasn’t been removed. If it weren’t for Shen Lichuan’s father protecting him, Liang Chaosu would have extracted every detail from that secretary who contacted me.”
This was precisely what Lian Cheng wanted to ask. “The clinic, did they—”
Bai Ying replied, “I’m not sure. I went to that clinic, but the records of your visit that day were not monitored. I paid the boss, but he just said he’s over fifty and doesn’t remember clearly. But my old man says Liang Chaosu’s men are like the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern Depot; there’s a 50/50 chance of making the boss remember.”
Lian Cheng pressed, “Have you confirmed if his men went to—”
Suddenly, Aunt Wang’s cough could be heard from outside.
Lian Cheng hung up the phone, deleted the records, and plugged in a charging cable.
The lock clicked crisply, and a face gradually became clear.
Liang Chaosu’s eyes were filled with a chilling coldness.
