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.”

on his first visit to a bar, found everything novel. He pushed through the crowd, glancing back and

wasn’t chaotic

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

behind the bar, displaying prestigious alcohols, was testament enough

and Yan Cong pulled two stools together, gesturing

“Two drinks, please.”

filled 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

asked, “What would

couldn’t be bothered with choosing specific drinks: “One that gets you drunk, and one that

of both patrons, trying to get a sense of them, before

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

Wen Changling, who took a sip and said to the bartender, “It’s

The bartender smiled.

Wen Changling saw a very familiar figure within the crowded dance floor; she dared

be Dr. Jhiang.” Still somewhat

had good eyesight: “It is

again shocked by

parking lot, when Wen Changling bumped into Dr. Jhiang Youyou kissing 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 kiss and, through

private affairs. Perhaps because of this, Dr. Jhiang Youyou would offer Changling a ride whenever they ran into each other waiting for cars

the climax of the music before pushing away the male dance partner who was

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

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

her curly hair suggestively and

face. It was Yan Cong. He positioned himself between them, eyes full of distrust, like a hen protecting

the chance to cop a feel, and Yan

Cong than to Changling. She 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 the

innocent nurse any longer: “You

after Dr. Jhiang Youyou left, the lights suddenly dimmed. A few seconds later, an orange spotlight fell on the DJ

double images because of her glasses. Slowly, the double images overlaid each other,

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

evening, I am Xie

the music began. It was very loud and raucous music, dynamic, rebellious, urging one’s heartbeat to quicken. If you listened