Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 194

Chapter 194 : You have the right to hit me and curse me?

“Bitch!”

A shrill female voice, one she rarely heard before, even after a year, yet Yan Liang immediately recognized it.

Her cheek was slightly turned to the side, a dull ache at the corner of her mouth. The left side of Yan Liang's face, where she had been slapped, and her right forehead, due to inertia, had slammed against the doorframe. Her entire head was buzzing, throbbing with pain and feeling numb.

Covering her cheek with one hand, she slowly raised her head, unsurprised to see the face before her.

Compared to a year ago, Ye Qing had changed quite a bit. Yan Liang remembered Ye Qing back then as cold and aloof, especially in her clothing and appearance. But now … while her makeup was still exquisite, she didn't seem as vibrant as she had a year ago.

Especially her face. Even with the most exquisite makeup, a woman's natural features are still visible.

Ye Qing now appears much older than she was in just one year. Dark circles surround her eyes, and Yan Liang can see that despite heavy makeup, she can't hide her weariness.

In truth, they haven't had many opportunities to interact. Given their awkward positions, the meaning of their existence to each other is self-evident.

Yan Liang has never denied that she dislikes Ye Qing, neither a year ago nor now. But she never imagined that one day this woman would appear before her like this, slapping her across the face without warning and uttering word she utterly despised—"bitch."

Bitch?

Ha, she keeps calling her a bitch, so what about her? What is Ye Qing anyway?

She's Liang Xi Cheng's wife now, so she has the right to hit her and curse her?

Yan Liang refused to admit she was a pushover. Yes, she had indeed violated morality by sleeping with Liang Xi Cheng, but she didn't believe that just because she slept with Liang Xi Cheng, she deserved to be slapped by Ye Qing and called a slut.

What despicable methods did she use to force her to divorce Liang Xi Cheng? Don't think she really knew nothing. Her Ye family was involved in the death of her father, and a year ago, she suddenly contracted SARS and was forced to lose her child …

She hadn't carefully questioned Liang Xi Cheng about any of this, but did he really think she was an idiot who knew nothing?

Ye Qing, in the end, still owed her a life. Did she have the right to stand in front of her, hitting and cursing her?

"Bai Yan Liang, I've tolerated you all this time, knowing you're still hung up on Xi Cheng. Wasn't it better to stay in England? What's your purpose in coming back? To sleep with my husband? You're truly despicable! Don't think I don't know anything. Let me tell you, heaven sees what people do. What was your purpose in seducing my husband, Liang Xi Cheng, last night?"

Ye Qing's words were sharp and offensive, but instead of anger, they made Yan Liang feel—ridiculous.

"... Miss Ye, you tolerated me?"

Yan Liang lowered her hand from her cheek. Ye Qing's slap had been quite forceful; her face already bore a clear five-finger mark and was slightly swollen. Yet, at this moment, Yan Liang's gaze was deep and fixed on Ye Qing, her chin slightly raised, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light. She didn't appear at all disheveled; in fact, her aura completely dominated Ye Qing.

"What have you tolerated about me? Whether I live in England or come back, what business is it of yours? What right do you have to call me shameless? Or are you really sure I seduced your husband? Why don't you consider that maybe it's that man who can't forget me and wants to sleep with me? Don't put on this Mrs. Liang act. If it were any other woman, Liang Xi Cheng's wife, and she came up to me calling me shameless and despicable, I wouldn't fight back or retaliate. But you … ha, do you even deserve it?"

In Ye Qing's mind, Bai Yan Liang was probably not like this.

At least, definitely not a woman who could so confidently utter such words to refute her at a time like this. Because they hadn't known each other much before, she hadn't expected this woman to possess such an arrogant streak.

Ye Qing's face turned ashen from being silenced by her words. A hint of ruthlessness flashed across her meticulously made-up face. The next second, she gripped her bag tightly, her finger trembling as she pointed at Yan Liang. "... You ... you still have the nerve to say such things? Bai Yan Liang, you—"

"What about me?"

Yan Liang sneered. She didn't want to give Ye Qing even the slightest bit of extra emotion. "I hope you understand that Liang Xi Cheng was once mine. Do you think you'd be in this position today if I hadn't refused to divorce him? Ye Qing, I just have a 'better to break than bend' personality. Do you think I'm doing you a favor? No, I'm not doing this for you; I'm just doing it for myself. The position you've been longing for, I've given it to you. If you can't keep your own man, don't come out like a shrew, taking your anger out on other women. I won't hold this slap against you; I'll just consider it a dog bite. But ask yourself honestly, between you and me, who has wronged me more, you or me?"

"…"

Ye Qing's face was contorted. Her lips, painted with heavy lip gloss, trembled. Yan Liang looked into her eyes, which seemed to hold all the anger and resentment that would explode at any moment.

But all of this had no effect on Yan Liang.

She wasn't afraid of Ye Qing, nor did she need to consider her emotions. Just like she said, if Liang Xi Cheng's wife were anyone else, she wouldn't have uttered a sound after being slapped; she would have felt ashamed. But it was Ye Qing, and she felt no moral guilt whatsoever for sleeping with Liang Xi Cheng last night.

She stepped back, reached out, and slammed the door shut with a bang.

Startled by the sound of the door shutting, Ye Qing realized she was locked out. Her face contorted with rage. She reached out to knock, but her hand froze in mid-air.

A fierce glint in her eyes, tinged with a desperate rage, pierced her expensive handbag, which she gripped so tightly it was almost deformed. The next second, she turned and walked towards the elevator.

No, she couldn't afford to confront her so undignifiedly.

Ye Qing frowned as she stood at the elevator entrance, watching the number keys go up one by one. Her mind kept thinking—if things escalate in City C today, it might attract the media attention. If it were revealed that Bai Yan Liang had married Liang Xi Cheng before, what would she be considered?

No, she had secretly received the news today and rushed over in a panic. She was probably so angry she lost her mind, which is why she slapped her so hard the moment the door opened. But she hadn't expected Bai Yan Liang, that little bitch, to be so quick-witted, managing to shut her up completely.

But it doesn't matter …

Bai, Yan, Liang!

You wait, I'll settle this score with you properly!

The elevator doors opened, and Ye Qing, in her seven-inch heels, walked in with her usual haughty air. But as soon as the doors closed, she shuddered, instinctively shrinking back and leaning towards the corner of the elevator. The next second, she sniffed nervously, her eyes momentarily becoming vacant.

She frantically reached into her bag, searching for something, but then a thought struck her, and her gaze immediately fell upon the elevator's security camera …

Ye Qing's hand, which was zipping up her bag, abruptly stopped. She then carefully zipped it up again and placed it behind her back, but her expression grew increasingly uneasy. She gasped for breath, her face turning deathly pale.

Before the elevator even reached the parking lot, she impatiently jumped out. It was the second floor. She rushed towards the back stairwell, pushed open the door, and in the dark stairwell, she glanced around. In a corner, she spotted a security camera. Ye Qing stamped her foot, bit her lip, and hurried downstairs …

***

Yan Liang sat on the sofa, clutching her phone. Her pale fingers swiped across the screen. She had actually deleted Liang Xi Cheng's number long ago, but some things, even if deleted from her life's record, remain etched in her mind.

She would never forget.

She wanted to call Liang Xi Cheng, and his number automatically appeared in her mind.

Yan Liang's heart softened, but remembering Ye Qing's appearance just now, she felt a throbbing pain in her left cheek and a painful ache in her right forehead.

After thinking it over, she put down her phone and ran to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she saw a swollen patch on her cheek and a scraped forehead. Her frustration was palpable.

She didn't know why she was acting this way. The words she could say to Ye Qing so readily became unbelievable when she was alone.

Suddenly, she felt incredibly dirty, and even dirtier than Liang Xi Cheng.

How could he touch her after sleeping with a woman like Ye Qing? She simply couldn't believe that Liang Xi Cheng, married to Ye Qing for over a year, would never have touched her …

Her mind was a jumbled mess. She had no clothes to wear and didn't know what to do. Should she just sit there waiting for Liang Xi Cheng?

No, she had told Zhuo Hui she had a meeting that afternoon. Yan Liang bit her lip and finally picked up her phone to call Liang Xi Cheng.

His number hadn't been changed. The call connected quickly, ringing less than twice before being answered. A deep male voice, slightly husky and sexy, yet soft, reached her ears through the airwaves. "Are you awake? I had some things to take care of, so I left the hotel early. Would you like something to eat? I was afraid you'd fall asleep, so I didn't have anyone come to disturb you beforehand. If you're awake, I'll arrange it—"

"Liang Xi Cheng, have someone send me some clothes!"

Yan Liang interrupted him abruptly, her tone unfriendly.

Liang Xi Cheng, of course, didn't know that Ye Qing had already come to see her. He assumed she was in a bad mood because of what happened last night, and said, still without much temper, "I'll have someone send you some clothes, but you don't need to go to work today. I know you're tired ..."

With a "click," Yan Liang hung up the phone.

Liang Xi Cheng's face suddenly darkened. In the hotel conference room, a dozen or so high-ranking executives from Liang's C City branch watched in utter astonishment as their usually stern chairman, who had been so eager to answer his phone during the meeting, spoke softly and urgently to the person on the other end.

Everyone knew that Chairman Liang was married, but hadn't there been persistent rumors that his married life with his wife wasn't very harmonious?

Those in the business world knew that the union of the Ye and Liang families was a purely business arrangement. Moreover, over a year ago, Liang Xi Cheng himself seemed to have been embroiled in a major sex scandal. The woman in the scandal appeared to be one of his company's employees, or even his personal secretary. Their affair had caused quite a stir, with rumors even circulating that they had secretly married …

However, it was quite unexpected that the man, who was always so stern in front of others, had even softened his gaze. Of course, the most unexpected thing was—it seemed Chairman Liang had been hung up on.

Liang Xi Cheng's face was grim. The screen of his phone in his palm had long since gone dark. He took a few deep breaths, his long, slender fingers pushing aside the folder in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "That's enough for today. You can all go back now. I'll contact you again tomorrow. Bring everything I asked you to prepare."

Everyone nodded in unison, then tidied up their documents and filed out.

Liang Xi Cheng waited until everyone had left before standing up. He loosened his tie, then made a call to his assistant. Because Guan Jiu was staying in City A, the people he was using here were temporary hires. He instructed the assistant to bring up the new clothes he had bought. He was in the hotel's conference room.

About five minutes later, his assistant brought up the clothes. Liang Xi Cheng took the bag, told the assistant to wait in the parking lot, and then headed towards his room.

However, he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, his assistant had already taken out his phone and was secretly sending a text message.

***

Yan Liang sat on the sofa, frequently tugging at her collar and checking her watch. Almost 20 minutes had passed. Was it really that difficult to have someone bring up a change of clothes?

She looked at her reflection; it was almost noon. If she went to work normally in the afternoon, she had to be there by 2 PM. Was Liang Xi Cheng deliberately playing a trick on her?

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, the doorbell rang again. Yan Liang's first thought was that Liang Xi Cheng had sent someone to bring clothes. She quickly got up, walked briskly to the door, and opened it without even glancing through the peephole.

"…"

Upon seeing the man standing at the door, Yan Liang's expression changed abruptly. Instinctively, she grabbed her collar, took a step back, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

"… Yan Liang?"

Chu Yi Sheng hadn't expected that the person who opened the door for him would be Yan Liang.

He had come to see Liang Xi Cheng. There were some problems with the project in City A. He had already contacted Guan Jiu, but Guan Jiu said that Liang Xi Cheng was in City C and wouldn't be returning for the time being. He also had some business to attend to in City C, so he came to the hotel where Liang Xi Cheng was staying.

He never dreamed that the person he would meet would be Yan Liang.

"You're back?"

In an instant, he understood. No wonder Liang Xi Cheng had come to City C; it was because she was there.

Chu Yi Sheng looked at Yan Liang. The woman in front of him had a slightly flushed face, probably from embarrassment or nervousness at seeing him. However, her appearance caused his gaze to momentarily falter.

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