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Siren Song - Chapter 222

Published at 8th of August 2019 06:35:04 AM


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After hearing that his son had returned to the country several days ago yet had not shown himself once, Liang Ju-Long decided to pay him a visit.

Entering Liang Ju-Long clicked his tongue in distaste at the horrific mess inside his son's villa.

Almost every picture had been knocked off the wall, forcefully it seemed by the scattered glass and the smashed frames. Tables had been kicked over, and the carpets had been sullied by countless footprints and the glass.

Carefully scanning the villa with his driver, Chen Bohai, Liang Ju-Long headed upstairs wondering where his son was in all the wreckage.

'What has brought him to bring his house to such a state. As far as I know he has never caused such destruction before.' Turning on lights as he went, Liang Ju-Long brightened up the dark house with all it's curtains shut.

Seeing Liang JianAmal's office door open Liang Ju-Long headed there. With effort he pushed the door open as it was hindered. Reaching to turn on the light, he heard a hoarse "no" before he flipped the switch.

Inside the once black study room, Liang JianAmal sat at his desk. In one hand he held a cigarette that was almost burned out while the other shielded his eyes. He looked to have not shaved or changed in days by the darkness across his jawline and the state of his rumpled clothing.

"How unseemly."

"I did not realize that I would be entertaining unwelcome guests." Lowering his hand from its protective stance, Liang JianAmal glowered at the two with bloodshot eyes.

"Che, and you so happen to be one of those I wished to see leat of all. As you can see, I am in no state to host. As such please leave my home." Spitting from between his teeth, the younger man remained seated and gestured to the door they had just came in from.

"Why? So that you may continue to languish in your filth." Raising an eyebrow Liang Ju-Long looked pointedly at his son's appearance.

"Yes, so if you do not mind, I will go back to my languishing."

"You have a job that needs to be done. The company needs you, the shareholders are worried with such an absentee CEO."

"Oh yet I never hear anything as they continue to collect their shares." Sneering Liang Jian Amal shook his head in disgust. "I know my responsibilities. I do not need you to tell me."

"It was that girl. That useless woman that you continue to chase after has brought you to this state." As if having been struck by an idea Liang Ju-Long looked at the chaos surrounding them in a new light.

Tightening his hand around the glass Liang JianAmal refused to answer his goad.

"She truly was no good."

"I will not sit here and listen to you speak ill of my ex-wife. Especially as what has happened between us falls on your shoulders."

"So she is your ex-wife now? When did that come about?" Shrugging his shoulders Liang Ju-Long refused to admit any culpability of his words and continued to question his son.


Seeing as the man was not leaving Liang JianAmal took another large gulp of scotch, enjoying the burn. "It was finalized as of a few days ago."

"So what do you plan to do now."

"Nothing. I could not care less whether I marry again. It is not a concern to me."

"No. This is advantageous, you should take this opportunity to marry a bride from a suitable household, as you should have done before. It is better late than never though."

Snorting Liang Jian Amal shook his head at his father's one-track mind.

"As I have said I do not care, I have no interest in this matter."
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"This would be advantageous for your future, and the future of this house."

Circling the glass in his hand Liang JianAmal mused on a past conversation before answering.

".. Fine. I will do it. I have no interest in going through all the proceedings though, I will only show when it is demanded of me."

"As long as you do what you must. Clean yourself up. You reek. Hire a maid to clean up this mess. Go back to the company."

Grunting in answer Liang Jian Amal stood to light another cigarette by his open window, looking out into the sunlit gardens. As he faced away he heard the sound of the two pairs of footsteps leaving finally.

'Hm. I suppose this would count as marrying well..'

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In Chang's home in Paris a few pages printed up into the tray of her home office's fax machine. Patiently awaiting her return.




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