Chapter 8: He Wants To Check The Hospital Surveillance Cameras
It was glistening.
Brandishing its claws but pathetic, it was completely harmless.
Liang Chaosu let out a muffled laugh, his sharp, aggressive gaze softening momentarily. “With your little strength, don’t bother showing it and embarrassing yourself.”
Liancheng felt like she was being toyed with and ridiculed, like a monkey in Flower-Fruit Mountain getting furious, while someone leisurely enjoyed the monkey’s antics.
She submissively leaned closer.
The moment they touched, Liang Chaosu bit her lips, parting her lips and teeth, kissing her fiercely.
It was a torment that left her tongue numb, incredibly brutal.
Until all the oxygen was drained, Liancheng’s vision went black intermittently, not forgetting the previous experience.
“Give me the identification documents.”
After dinner, Liancheng went to the bedroom to find Mother Liang to give her the documents.
Mother Liang was looking through wedding dress catalogs sent by various brands with Liang Wenfei. Seeing her approach, she beckoned her to sit.
Liancheng followed the direction of her fingertip and sat on the single seat sofa beside her.
Liang Wenfei nestled beside Mother Liang, in high spirits, very annoyed by her interruption. “What is it?”
Liancheng looked at Mother Liang and said softly, “Mom, the documents.”
Mother Liang took them. “The medical examination is scheduled for next Wednesday. Remember to request leave from your company.”
Liancheng’s mood was heavy. Today was Friday, and five days would pass in the blink of an eye.
What could she do? How should she do it?
Mother Liang pushed aside the wedding dress catalog and sat closer, staring at her. “You took leave today to go to the hospital?”
Liancheng’s heart constricted sharply.
She had expected Liang Wenfei to exaggerate and complain, to spread dirty water as usual. She wasn’t afraid of that.
But this time, the pregnancy was real.
And Mother Liang, as the matriarch of the Liang family, was not someone who could be easily fooled.
Liancheng tentatively explained proactively, “I just went to see Bai Ying, I’m not pregnant. Mom, I will absolutely not have any more entanglement with Shen Lichuan, not even a tiny bit.”
Mother Liang sat closer and held her hand. “Mom believes you. This time, your brother has invited a renowned gynecologist from the capital. We’ll combine it with your physical examination to look at your illness. I’ve arranged for the Head of Gynecology at the First Hospital to examine you. Make sure it’s thorough, leaving no room for error.”
Liancheng’s eyelids twitched.
She knew Mother Liang would take measures, but she didn’t expect Mother Liang to ask no questions and give her no chance to explain, directly cutting off her retreat.
It was obvious she wasn’t believed anymore.
But Liancheng foolishly still held a sliver of hope for Mother Liang. “Mom, can we not do the treatment?”
“Do you not want to be treated, or dare not be treated?” Liang Wenfei glanced at her. “Mom has always been fond of you and is giving you face. You don’t really think that in the hospital, Bai Ying’s few words can fool anyone, right?”
Liancheng’s mind went blank.
Looking at Mother Liang, then at Liang Wenfei, pained by the triumphant joy in her eyes, she refused to show weakness. “I’m not surprised you’re spreading dirty water. What surprises me is that Shen Lichuan and I have met only a handful of times in four years, how could you possibly pin the blame on him?”
She couldn’t understand at all. “In the hospital, Shen Lichuan was forced by you to show his itinerary and let you check it, but you still didn’t believe him. Are you loving him, or hating him, insisting that he be trapped in a whirlpool of public opinion about wealthy families and seductresses?”
“That’s enough,” Mother Liang couldn’t stand Liancheng bullying Liang Wenfei. “Liancheng, you’re eloquent, Mom knows. But Feifei is your older sister, and she’s pregnant. You shouldn’t be so hostile towards her and stimulate her.”
A bucket of cold water was poured over her head. Liancheng felt chilled to the bone marrow.
After Liang Wenfei appeared, Liancheng felt she had wronged her and voluntarily returned to her biological parents.
But at that time, the Liang family suspected that the family who raised Liang Wenfei had maliciously swapped the infant, and insisted that the family pay the price. That family denied it to the death and called the police.
With the police involved, a paternity test was conducted, and it was discovered that Liancheng had no blood relation to that family either.
At this point, that family was cleared of suspicion but no longer wanted Liancheng.
Liancheng was preparing to leave on her own when Mother Liang, rarely shedding tears, pleaded with her to stay. Later, coupled with the incident with Liang Chaosu, she ended up staying.
But for these four years, Liancheng felt Mother Liang growing further and further away from her, until this moment, their affection had become invisibly thin as smoke.
She tried to struggle. “Mom, I’m not being hostile. She started this incident. She took action at the hospital, my hair—”
“Chao Su told me everything about what happened at the hospital,” Mother Liang interrupted. “Liancheng, Feifei is pregnant, how much strength could she have? And Bai Ying helped you. If anything had happened, have you considered the consequences for Feifei?”
She had considered it, which was why she endured the beating.
Bai Ying also had her limits; when she pulled Liang Wenfei away, she even shielded Liancheng.
But Liancheng couldn’t speak. She only felt blades in the air, each one cutting her into a bloody skeleton.
She didn’t know how she left Mother Liang’s bedroom.
As she stepped onto the stairs, Liang Wenfei caught up. “You’d better not be pregnant and have no connection with Lichuan, otherwise, you won’t have to wait for the medical examination, you’ll die a terrible death very soon.”
Besides complaining to Mother Liang, she apparently had other preparations.
Liancheng’s heart pounded nervously. “What do you mean?”
Liang Wenfei approached her. “Brother is the most meticulous. He’s already sent people to retrieve the hospital surveillance footage. Whether you went to see Bai Ying or did something else, the truth will be revealed tomorrow.”
Liancheng’s soul seemed to have fled her body; she wandered back to her room like a walking corpse.
The bedside lamp was on, its light enveloping a figure.
Liang Chaosu was leaning against the head of the bed, wearing a cotton, dark green pajama set, the lapel half-open, revealing a powerfully muscled chest, full of virility.
More suspicious, more shrewd.
It was laughable that she had been self-indulgent, actually thinking that his easy dismissal at the hospital meant he had softened.
Liancheng did not approach.
Liang Chaosu picked up her mobile phone from the bedside. “When did you change the password?”
“A few days ago.”
“Did I agree to that?”
Liancheng’s emotions were in torment, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Did you send people to get the hospital surveillance footage?”
Liang Chaosu’s expression was unchanged. “Do you have an opinion?”
Shouldn’t she have an opinion?
Liancheng stared at him. “You told Mom that Liang Wenfei was at a disadvantage, two against one with me and Bai Ying, and I benefited?”
“You didn’t benefit?”
Liancheng almost sneered. What benefit had she gained? Was it being dragged by the hair and scuffled with in public at the hospital, or being interrogated like a traitor, with the whole family ganging up on her?
Or perhaps, as long as Liang Wenfei didn’t get on top of her, tear her to shreds and insult her, and be trampled into the mud beneath Liang Wenfei’s shoes, it was still Liang Wenfei who was at a disadvantage.
Liancheng’s chest heaved. She raised a finger towards the door and said coldly, “Get out. Please get out.”
Liang Chaosu remained motionless. “The password.”
Liancheng’s breath caught in her throat. She was so angry her vision blurred. “Liang Chaosu, in your eyes, am I worthless, not human, a beast, right?”
Liang Chaosu frowned, sensing her emotions were on the verge of erupting. “What are you fussing about now?”
Impatience and irritation, his contempt was evident under the light.
Liancheng’s eyes reddened with anger. “I’m fussing? What do you call fussing? I have flesh and blood, I feel pain when I’m hit, I feel hurt when I’m scolded. I’m harassed by Liang Wenfei during the day and trampled by you at night. If my slight self-preservation is called fussing, then what isn’t fussing? Tell me, what isn’t fussing?”
