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.”

visit to a bar, found everything novel. He pushed through the crowd, glancing back and calling out to Wen Changling, “Follow closely, it’s chaotic in

wasn’t

research in the car; this bar was owned by some rich and influential young master from

displaying prestigious alcohols, was testament enough

the bar, and Yan Cong pulled two stools together, gesturing for

“Two drinks, please.”

with uniquely shaped, exquisite bottles, more resembling works of art, which Yan Cong had never seen before and found intriguing. His family was essentially a sports dynasty, he had been trained in hockey from a young age, and his family was strict with him, never allowing him to drink and not storing alcohol

asked, “What would

“One that gets you

a polite observation of both patrons, trying to

other was a mild and sweet drink upon entry. The sweet drink was not intoxicating, and the tiny bubbles bubbling up from the

who took

The bartender smiled.

her drink, Wen Changling saw a very familiar figure within the crowded dance floor; she dared not confirm it

to be Dr. Jhiang.” Still somewhat

Cong had good eyesight: “It

was once again

her new beau in the car, 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

Youyou would offer Changling a ride whenever they

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

short, drawing countless male gazes to her beautiful long legs. “You two

you dance,” Changling sincerely complimented, “You dance really

curly hair suggestively and

in front of Changling’s face. It was Yan Cong. He positioned himself between them, eyes full of distrust, like a hen protecting her chicks, “Don’t

dance floor, there were too many taking the chance to cop a

to Changling. She could speak with Changling, but she also had a connection with Yan Cong. Her mentor was Yan Cong’s

Jhiang Youyou won’t be a bad influence on the innocent nurse any longer: “You two take your time drinking, I’m going

the lights suddenly dimmed. A few seconds later, an orange spotlight fell on the DJ

saw fleeting double images because of her glasses.

having hallucinations, so she reached under her glasses and rubbed

I am

rebellious, urging one’s heartbeat to quicken. If you