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.”

bar, found everything novel. He pushed through the crowd, glancing back

it wasn’t

bar was owned by some rich and influential young master from the capital, and no

bar, displaying prestigious alcohols, was testament enough to the

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

“Two drinks, please.”

His family was essentially a sports dynasty, he had been trained in hockey from a young

asked, “What would

couldn’t be bothered with choosing specific drinks: “One

of both patrons, trying to

The sweet drink was not intoxicating, and the tiny

Wen Changling, who took a sip

The bartender smiled.

the crowded dance floor; she dared

Dr. Jhiang.” Still

good eyesight: “It

was once again shocked by

the hospital’s 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

lip and never discussed others’ private affairs. Perhaps because of this, Dr. Jhiang Youyou would offer Changling a ride whenever they ran into each other waiting for cars at

didn’t immediately come over 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 breath, she walked toward the

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

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

Jhiang Youyou tossed her curly hair

It was Yan Cong. He positioned himself between them, eyes full

taking the chance to cop a feel,

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 two of them

Dr. Jhiang Youyou won’t be a bad influence on the innocent nurse any longer: “You two take

suddenly dimmed. A few seconds later, an

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

was having hallucinations, so she

I am

loud and raucous music, dynamic, rebellious, urging one’s heartbeat to quicken. If you listened closely, you

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