He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 11 - 11 010 Ice Hockey Boy

Chapter 11: 010: Ice Hockey Boy Chapter 11: 010: Ice Hockey Boy The two criminals were not seriously injured, just a bit of bloodshed, and since both had a criminal record, they were already under criminal detention by the local police. Xie Shang was not restricted from leaving the country, and he changed his mind at the last minute and returned home with Wen Changling. He was still driving that SUV, still took that sparsely populated road, and still carried that hunting rifle. He was really bold, never learning his lesson, only teaching others a lesson.

Xie Shang was in first class, Wen Changling was in economy, and Xie Shang said goodbye to Wen Changling when they checked their tickets.

She also replied, “Goodbye.”

He waved his hand and went in first, taking the VIP channel.

The flight back to the Empire took thirteen hours, and by the time the plane landed, it was 00:08 Empire time.

Shortly after getting off the plane, Wen Changling received a phone call.

“Where are you?”

It was a very young voice.

“Getting my luggage.”

The other person said, “I’m waiting for you at the airport’s Exit 1.”

After collecting her suitcase, Wen Changling dragged it toward Exit 1. Along the way, three taxi drivers asked her if she needed a ride, but she politely declined and quickened her pace.

In front of Exit 1 was the roadway, and to the left of the pedestrian crossing were four stone bollards meant for blocking vehicles. Yan Cong was sitting on top of a bollard, dozing off, fighting the urge to sleep and occasionally forcing his heavy eyelids to stay open and look towards the exit.

Occasionally, a traveler would pass by, their gaze lingering on his face.

Wen Changling came out.

Yan Cong immediately stood up, waking from his drowsiness and jogging over.

He took her luggage, yawned with a heavy nasal voice, and complained, “Why’d you take such a late flight? I’m about to die of sleepiness.”

Just by his voice, he sounded like the most favored young master in a wealthy family, always pampered, hence a bit of a bad temper. But since he was good-looking—in a way that was appealing to both men and women, leaving no room for resistance—those small fits of temper were also forgiven.

He looked young, with a strong youthful air, and his skin was particularly pale, as if never exposed to sunlight. He was tall but very thin, which gave him a somewhat frail and sickly appearance, yet his eyebrows and eyes were flamboyant, carrying the defiant air that only impetuous youth possess.

“I said you didn’t have to come pick me up.”

Wen Changling tried to take back her suitcase to carry it herself.

the other side, his overly long legs taking small, reluctant steps

take a cab alone this late.” He yawned again, truly sleepy,

“Very smooth.”

your hair,” Yan Cong noticed

“Hmm.”

brushed the tips of Wen Changling’s hair, tickling her. After touching

on the side of the road in

and he also saw her. He simply nodded without approaching to greet, and then got into

they were once again

Yan Cong had called

you return a day

an extra day for fun,” Wen Changling didn’t mention the incident

luggage and put it in the trunk, and was about to help the passengers with the door when Yan Cong had already opened it and was waiting for Wen Changling

also sat in the back,

“Going to work tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

bonelessly backward, his head tilted towards Wen Changling and his eyelids half-closed in her

of annual

you.” He didn’t think much of it and took it for granted, “My face

Family was in the sports equipment business, and his father was a retired world tennis champion. Although their main business wasn’t in the capital, the Yan Family still had some influence there. Additionally, Dihong Hospital and Mingde Medical had a partnership, and the chairman of Mingde

sports, ice hockey specifically. Two years ago, he made it into the national team, but then fell ill and switched to business school. He’s a freshman

special

and many people in the hospital

“Let them talk.”

always wanting to keep

bit angry and turned his head away, no longer paying attention

About three minutes passed.

flipped over, sat up, reached over

“Here.”

was a small

At that time, he was only seventeen years old, a temperamental prodigy who would become furious at the smallest provocation. There wasn’t a nurse who came to administer injections or deliver medicine, aside from Wen Changling, who hadn’t been hit by a pillow he

only Wen Changling would prepare sugar in advance.

Changling would whisper to him when he was in so much pain that he couldn’t stop tossing and turning, choosing a moment when

would never cry, not

did grab Wen Changling’s clothes, a little bit scared: “I’m not going to