Chapter 85: Liang Chaosu Knew Father Liang Was Investigating Those Four Years
Liancheng was engrossed in eating when she was suddenly called upon. Reflexively, she looked up, her gaze meeting Father Liang’s.
It possessed the same depth as Liang Chaosu’s, but its sharpness was more direct, not as obscure and difficult to understand as Liang Chaosu’s.
Liancheng’s scalp tensed, and she lowered her head, pretending to eat.
Liang Chaosu put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “The answer from a month ago, I believe you remember it.”
Father Liang’s face still held a smile. “Why don’t you acknowledge her?”
The restaurant seemed to hit a pause button. The noise stopped, and everyone present looked at Liancheng in unison. The unspoken suspicion in their hearts, in every cold and silent second, transformed into a battlefield without smoke.
Liancheng held her breath. She no longer wanted to know the answer, but due to her persona of lacking love and support in the Liang family, she had to glance at Liang Chaosu.
Last night, Bai Ying brought her back and was pushing her luggage into the room when she bumped into Father Liang and the others who had just arrived home. Father Liang’s face showed a fleeting, meaningful expression, a mix of regret and satisfaction.
Liancheng understood. Father Liang probably hadn’t believed for a single cent that she had been staying with Bai Ying.
So, seeing her return with luggage, feigning an appearance of it being true,
he showed regret for her perceived lack of completeness, as if the minor flaws were no longer apparent, yet he was satisfied that she would further embellish the fragile peace and precarious balance that everyone was currently maintaining with scruples.
It made sense, thinking about it.
For someone as cunning and experienced as Father Liang, a clumsy and obvious lie would be beneath him, like being reincarnated as Marshal Tianpeng and falling into a pigsty, even pinching his nose would feel distasteful.
“Why should I acknowledge her?”
Liang Chaosu dropped his napkin. “Father, your men have only just been dispatched to the North. They haven’t started investigating anything, and you’re already revealing your hand. It’s too hasty.”
Liang Wenfei looked confused and clueless, turning to Mother Liang.
Mother Liang had discussed it with Father Liang privately many times. Although Father Liang always hid his worries and showed little emotion, when the North was mentioned, she had a vague understanding.
Especially when Father Liang’s expression rarely turned serious, he tensed for a long time before managing a slight smile. “Let’s eat.”
Liancheng, who had no appetite to begin with, lost it completely.
Her eight hundred calculated schemes had not thought too much, nor had they thought incorrectly.
Father Liang was indeed investigating the four years in the North.
What’s more, Liang Chaosu had long since perceived it.
Yet, he did not obstruct or counterattack, letting things unfold.
At this moment, the food Liancheng had yet to swallow solidified in her throat, becoming a heavy boulder that plunged ice-cold into a bottomless abyss.
She desperately controlled the urge to look at Liang Chaosu, clenching her chopsticks and poking at the congee in her bowl.
Her lowered gaze caught sight of the hem of a charcoal-gray suit that flashed along the edge of the table, followed by the steady footsteps of a man receding into the distance.
Most men in this world are like a shallow page; those with experience and depth are books; rarer still are those who can resist genetic predators and genuinely respect women, who are like timeless classics.
Liang Chaosu was not among them.
He was an abyss.
With bone-chilling winds and unfathomable darkness, within which lay deadly blades.
One didn’t need to fall in; just standing at the edge was enough to leave one tattered and broken, with no place to be buried.
After breakfast, a servant informed Liancheng that Father Liang was waiting for her in the study.
Liancheng went upstairs to the study. The door was open.
Father Liang was comforting Mother Liang. “You are too pessimistic. You also saw Liancheng bring her luggage back last night, which indicates she was indeed staying with Bai’s child these past few days.”
“Moreover, Liancheng grew up in a wealthy family. She knows very well what actions lead to what consequences. If she truly had something with Chaosu, it would be eternal damnation. Besides, she is only twenty-two years old, in the prime of her life. Why would she ruin her entire life?”
Mother Liang, comforted, withdrew from Father Liang’s embrace and caught sight of Liancheng at the doorway.
Suddenly, Mother Liang’s eyes brewed a storm, but she quickly calmed herself with a chilling composure.
Without a word, she walked past Liancheng and out the door.
Father Liang sat down behind the desk, and Liancheng closed the door behind her.
“It’s been unstable in the family recently; you must have noticed.” Father Liang gestured for her to step forward. “I’d like to hear your thoughts.”
Liancheng stood by the desk, separated by it. Her expression was respectful and sincere. “I am very afraid and don’t know what to do.”
Father Liang leaned back in his chair, his gaze lingering on her face for a long time, then he suddenly spoke with regret.
“Liancheng, you are truly smart. With your intelligence, even if you had no blood relation to the Liang family, I would cultivate you. With the rapid expansion of the Liang Corporation, you could spread your wings, becoming a manager, a vice president, a regional president, entering the board of directors. Feifei’s aptitude is not as good as yours; she will not gain as much as you in the future.”
Liancheng lowered her eyes.
Father Liang continued, “But that’s not possible now. Some things, if I were to expose them directly, would make things very difficult for you. So, today, I won’t mention them. I just want to ask you, do you like the North?”
Liancheng knew this was about arranging a marriage far away, and it was being handled skillfully.
With Liang Wenfei’s torment and Mother Liang’s neglect, her past few years had been a struggle. Now, learning that Father Liang intended to groom her for the company, to achieve success step by step, gaining power, respect, and status.
In the end, it was used as a contrast to Liang Wenfei, hinting that she would undoubtedly have a turnaround one day.
As a result, amidst the mixture of true and false suspicion, all dreams turned to dust, becoming utterly groundless.
Father Liang was appealing to her human nature.
Who doesn’t yearn for a noble, peak life? Who can accept everything within reach, only to lose it due to someone else?
After losing it, wouldn’t one hate the person who caused such a mess?
Liancheng took a breath and showed sincerity. “I do. I really like the North. There’s snow there, forests that stretch as far as the eye can see, grasslands, and a beauty throughout the four seasons that the South can’t imagine.”
Father Liang tapped his fingers on the armrest, a smile at the corner of his eye. “Forests and grasslands as far as the eye can see, that reaches the northern border, doesn’t it? Don’t you think it’s far?”
“Not far.”
Father Liang’s smile reached his lips, and he leaned forward, pushing a card towards her. “Since you’re not resistant, you can talk to this young man first. Of course, I’m not forcing you. If you feel it’s not suitable, just refuse, and I’ll find someone else for you.”
Liancheng took it. It only had contact information; there was no photo, not even a name.
She didn’t ask further, seizing the opportunity to make a request. “My leave from the company is up; I’m ready to go back to work.”
Father Liang paused. “Of course.” He said meaningfully, “Liancheng, you have complete freedom.”
………………
With the head of the Liang family speaking, she had complete freedom.
After leaving the study, Liancheng immediately went out to find Bai Ying.
Her injection for today was due.
“The efficacy is there,” Bai Ying said, pressing the injection site with a cotton swab. “How are you reacting? Do you feel nauseous, break out in a rash, feel drowsy, or dizzy?”
Liancheng shook her head. “I haven’t perceived anything yet.”
Bai Ying didn’t relax; instead, she became more anxious.
Last night, she had worked late into the night, poring over all the research papers, data, and follow-up investigations from the invention to the clinical application of this type of injection.
Out of a thousand people, the fetal preservation rate was eighty percent, and the maternal reaction worsening rate was ninety-five percent.
The remaining five percent were athletes or people who exercised regularly, whose health levels Liancheng could not compare to.
