Perhaps He Su’s affair could also be considered a catalyst, suddenly realizing she truly had changed, and for the first time, he clearly recognized that he had feelings for her in his heart, he wanted her!
And since she was his wife... although only a fiancée for now, but after all, it involved the word "wife", so if he wanted her, why should he restrain himself?
Act on emotion, stop at propriety? Sorry, but Liang Shujun had never believed in that his whole life!
The Liang family really was a strange household. From the outside, Liang Haoming and Liang Yuening seemed to be the most brave and aggressive. Yet paradoxically, these two were simpler than anyone, one inconceivably dull, the other a proud tsundere who says one thing and means another but often thinks in circles, trapping himself in dead ends.
On the contrary, those who seemed gentle and refined, like the eldest brother, second brother, Third Brother, and the sixth brother had their own little schemes.
As for the others, Liang Shujun wasn’t too clear, but as for himself, he had understood a principle since he was young. Survival of the fittest!
What he wanted, he had to fight for it himself, he had to take it himself because nobody would voluntarily hand over what he wanted.
The moment he confirmed his thoughts was fleeting, his realization timely, and he even took the offensive, but this was precisely interrupted by someone, and it was strange if he didn’t feel like hitting someone.
Don’t kill him, just beat him half to death, after all, they had been brothers for so long, half dead was enough!
His eyes flickered, and then he suddenly smiled, hooking his arms around his two younger brothers’ necks and walked out the door.
"Let’s go! I’m thirsty, join me for a drink!"
Liang Yuening had a dark expression on his face, looking as if he was on the brink of exploding with rage, but became unusually silent. Whereas Liang Haoming clenched his fists and with downcast eyes obediently let Third Brother hook him by the neck and lead him out the door.
The three of them left the courtyard and passed through a narrow alley when no one was around.
Suddenly, Liang Haoming shoved Liang Shujun aside, and Liang Yuening followed with a punch aimed at Liang Shujun’s eye socket, but Liang Shujun skillfully dodged it.
Rolling up his sleeves, he had a thinly cold smile at the corner of his mouth, "Not bad, getting skilled, huh? Have you forgotten who taught you all those moves? I was still holding back, yet you two couldn’t wait any longer?"
Liang Haoming, expressionless, kicked out at Third Brother, and Liang Yuening, with a ferocious look on his face, attacked Liang Shujun from both sides with his brother. Liang Shujun dodged their punches, and as the fire in his heart blazed, the three quickly became entangled in a fight, with the sounds of thuds and punches echoing non-stop.
Some passersby going down the alley suddenly saw a man standing there panting heavily and drenched in sweat, with one person exhausted to the point of collapsing at his feet, and another looking somewhat better, trying to get up with the support of his arms.
All three were covered in footprints, clearly having been in a fight not long ago, but strangely, not a single mark was on their faces, not even a scrape.
Liang Shujun turned his head to glance at this innocent passerby, immediately scaring the wits out of them.
Good God, what kind of look was that? It was like that of a young wolf cub. No, a cub wasn’t this frightening; it was like a lone wolf wanting to eat all alone, fierce and menacing, very frightening!
The passerby fled in terror, while Liang Shujun shook his long hair, flicking off the sweat covering his face, then cast a glance at his fourth brother who had managed to sit up and then looked at his fifth brother lying on the ground, gasping for breath, too tired to get up.