He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 17 - 17 016 Its Little Star

Chapter 17: 016: It’s Little Star! Chapter 17: 016: It’s Little Star! Yan Cong watched her run off until she was out of sight, and did not leave himself; he stood waiting by the door, awaiting the exit of the two people inside.

“Wen Changling won’t hold a grudge, right?”

“So what if she holds a grudge?”

“What if she—”

The two pushed open the door and froze simultaneously.

The youth’s eyes were cold, and even though his face was pale, it did nothing to diminish his imposing air.

“Don’t talk about Wen Changling behind her back in the future.” His features were often praised for their delicacy, resembling a carefully adorned doll in a display window—if one could ignore his eyes, which were as ferocious as a wolf’s.

“I’ve stayed in your hospital for quite some time; you should have heard, I have a bad temper and I hit people.”

The two ladies looked dreadful.

Yan Cong didn’t even glance at them, taking a call and speaking as he walked away.

“I’ll be back later.”

“Going out to have fun?”

“What’s there to worry about? I’m with Changling.”

The call was from Yan Cong’s grandfather, Grandpa Yan, who was concerned about him and called frequently.

Yan Cong didn’t have a driver’s license, and Wen Changling hadn’t bought a car, so they took a taxi there. Since it was Yan Cong’s first time going to a bar, Wen Changling chose one that was highly rated for safety online.

The bar had a distinctive interior, it was a sunken design with the ceiling featuring irregular arched structures. The uneven micro-cement embedded with various ceiling lamps, combined with the exposed black trusses and the strikingly placed downlights and spotlights, brought the ambiance to its peak.

This bar was booming, and during this time it was at its peak occupancy, absolutely packed with customers.

“This place is buzzing; I like it.”

Cong, on his first visit to a bar, found everything novel. He pushed through the

it wasn’t

in the car; this bar was owned by some rich and influential

behind the bar, displaying prestigious alcohols, was testament enough to the fact that

available at the bar, and Yan Cong pulled two stools together, gesturing for Wen Changling to join him. He

“Two drinks, please.”

essentially a sports dynasty, he had been trained in hockey from a young age, and his family was strict with him, never allowing

“What

“One that gets you drunk, and one that doesn’t;

took a polite observation of both patrons, trying to get

burned the throat, and the other was a mild and sweet drink upon entry. The sweet drink was not intoxicating, and the tiny bubbles bubbling up from the bottom of the glass stirred the blue liquid in motion, like a

drink was given to Wen Changling, who took a sip

The bartender smiled.

within the crowded dance floor; she dared not confirm it

Dr. Jhiang.” Still

Cong had good

was once again shocked by

who happened to be a somewhat famous artist. After noticing Changling, Dr. Jhiang Youyou, who usually dressed conservatively, calmly wiped off the smeared lipstick from her kiss

because of this, Dr. Jhiang Youyou would offer Changling

to greet them. Instead, she finished dancing through the climax of the music before pushing away the male dance partner who was very close to her. While catching her

down. Her skirt was too short, drawing countless male gazes to her beautiful long legs. “You two come to a club

you dance,” Changling sincerely complimented, “You dance really well, the best.” Moving more flexibly than

her curly hair suggestively and enthusiastically invited Changling, “Join

between

were too many taking the chance to cop a

could speak with Changling, but she also had a connection with Yan Cong. Her mentor was Yan Cong’s chief surgeon. Moreover, her mother and Yan Cong’s second aunt were cousins, so

influence on the innocent nurse any longer: “You

A few seconds later, an orange

dazzling. Changling subconsciously squinted her eyes and saw fleeting double images because of her glasses. Slowly, the double

thought she was having hallucinations, so she reached under her glasses and rubbed

I am

and raucous music, dynamic, rebellious, urging one’s heartbeat to quicken. If you listened closely, you could detect a nursery rhyme melody hidden within the