He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 13 - 13 012 He Dog Dongzhou

Chapter 13: 012: He Dog Dongzhou Chapter 13: 012: He Dog Dongzhou Acidic comments flooded in threes, as if she was afraid the whole hospital didn’t know Wen Changling rode Yan Cong’s motorcycle that morning.

Jiahui sneered, “My brother, as if. Who’s her brother anyway.”

Jiahui had long been fed up with Qiao Yi, who had countless issues and always acted high and mighty. But she did have one merit, she never hid her ambition to climb higher.

“Sisters from the VIP buildings say Qiao Yi used to hook up with Yan Cong. She’s so bitter towards you, it must be true,” Jiahui munched on her melon seeds with relish, “Yan Cong wasn’t even of age then, Qiao Yi really has the guts to devastate the youth.”

Wen Changling just listened without offering an opinion.

Jiahui covered her mouth and whispered, “Changling, there’s really nothing between you and Yan Cong?”

Anybody with eyes could see that Yan Cong treated Wen Changling quite differently. He was such a proud young master, but Jiahui had seen him crouching like a little puppy by the roadside, begging and pleading for Wen Changling to take him home.

Wen Changling’s expression was as serious as an elder’s, “Yan Cong is still young.”

Yan Cong was not yet nineteen.

Jiahui openly double-standardized, “He’s not that young anymore, he’s already of age.”

Eligible to make a will independently.

The latter half was too cruel to say out loud, so Jiahui kept it to herself, thinking there was reason behind Qiao Yi’s past attempts to seduce Yan Cong.

“Jiahui, don’t make fun of him.”

Seeing Wen Changling so serious, Jiahui stopped. It was strange, whenever Wen Changling turned solemn, she felt inexplicably scared. He spoke gently enough, but he had an intangible aura about him.

When it was time to get off work.

Wen Changling was waiting for a ride at the gate when a white sedan stopped in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing a stunning face, “Need a lift on my way?”

It was Dr. Jhiang, Jhiang Youyou.

Jhiang Youyou was Dihong Hospital’s most beautiful doctor, at least in Wen Changling’s eyes. Her face was the kind where you just needed one glance, without scrutinizing, to realize: wow, stunning.

so many types, like aggressively beautiful, seductive like a fox spirit, or the kind of beauty that men favor most—descriptions

praise without any qualifiers good

for a ride.” Wen Changling turned down Jhiang Youyou’s

“Oh.”

pressed on the gas and

to see where

two other female colleagues waiting for their rides behind her; perhaps bored of waiting,

Jhiang changed cars

salaries

have to be bought with a

exchanged knowing smiles

a reputation similar to Wen Changling’s—they were both not well-liked. Wen Changling because she was standoffish, and Dr. Jhiang

a young and beautiful lady drives an extravagant car, it

they could hold a conversation. The car arrived and Wen Changling confirmed the license plate before

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the construction-materials Xiao Family. Birthday Boy Xiao Congcong held a banquet

Birthday Boy drank too much, he rolled up his sleeves and started ranting about everything under the

just good at being born into the right family. If it weren’t for

to his left wearing Chanel style retorted, “How many points did you get on the college entrance

“What’s it

was the provincial top

this, “Yet he didn’t become a lawyer, despite coming from

with Xie Shang for a very,

Xiaoxiang Wind: “He doesn’t like

at this, spoken as if she knew

confide that in you by your

Xiaoxiang Wind’s face showed displeasure, warning, “You’re

had a high capacity for alcohol. He stood up, placing his right foot on the chair, “Does he not want to be or can he just not be? After he beat up Shen Fei like that, if his family’s background hadn’t been so solid, he would’ve been locked up for a few years for sure. Still dreaming of being a lawyer after causing such trouble.” Xiao Congcong snorted disdainfully, “Failing to become a lawyer, he can only run a pawnshop. If he operated it decently, that would be one thing, but I’ve heard

heard it from the

with a tone of regret that it was a pity, a loss of great

provoked Xie Shang, would

spaghetti-strap dress sitting opposite Ms. Xiaoxiang Wind also chimed in, taunting Birthday Boy, “Everyone knows Xie Shang is a master of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. What can you do? And you have the nerve to make up stories

this, look at

head, feeling that women these days have been spoiled rotten, “You’ve all been bewitched