He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 23 - 23 022 Senior perfumer Xie Shang

Chapter 23: 022: Senior perfumer Xie Shang Chapter 23: 022: Senior perfumer Xie Shang This room used to be Xie Qingze’s room, but now it’s been emptied, with only a memorial portrait left.

Xie Jingxian had one-fourth Western ancestry, his pupils had a golden-yellow color. In the generation of Xie Shang, only his pupils resembled Xie Jingxian to some degree.

“I knew you would come today,” Xie Jingxian, past his seventieth year, with gray hair, said in front of the memorial portrait, “You come every year on this day.”

Today was Xie Qingze’s birthday.

Xie Shang stepped forward, poured tea, lit incense, and bowed respectfully: “Grandfather, do you still remember how Uncle looked?”

Aside from this somewhat faded memorial portrait due to the passage of time, there were no other photos of Xie Qingze in the house, as he was not fond of taking pictures when he was alive.

“Ji Fu, one must look forward.”

That’s what Xie Jingxian advised, as did many others.

Xie Qingze had passed away seven years ago, and it seemed like only Xie Shang within the entire Xie Family had not let go, only he still remembered Wind Town of Flower City, and that girl from the Wen Family.

After leaving the room, Xie Shang did not linger and left straight away.

“Xie Shang,” Xie Liangjiang called out to him.

His mother, Madam Su, and grandmother, Madam Zhai, liked to call Xie Shang Xingxing, the old master called him Ji Fu, Aunt Wen and the driver Uncle Zhong called him Fourth Brother, his second uncle called him Xiao Shang, while Xie Liangjiang liked to call him by his full name.

If it weren’t for the fear of being cursed for being unfilial, Xie Shang would have liked to call Xie Liangjiang by his full name as well.

Actually, there wasn’t any deep hatred between father and son, it was just that they were incompatible in their magnetic fields, beliefs, and ways of handling things—in every possible way. Xie Shang used to be left-handed, and Xie Liangjiang insisted on him changing that. Fine, he switched to using his right hand, but then he couldn’t use chopsticks properly.

“You’re not so young anymore, it’s time to do some serious work,” said Xie Liangjiang, seated upright, his gaze looking up didn’t diminish his composure as a superior.

Xie Shang was sufficiently polite: “What do you mean?”

“Come to the law firm and help me.”

Running a pawnshop wasn’t serious, being a perfumer wasn’t serious, only the career of Xie Liangjiang was considered serious.

Xie Shang reminded him kindly, “Father, if I were to go to the law firm, you would have to retire.”

Xie Liangjiang fell silent.

made arrangements to be at Linsheng Courtyard. The owner of Linsheng Courtyard was named Lin Sheng, and the small courtyard ran a tea house, also

manager of the second floor was

esteemed guests, so Manager Jing personally attended to them, leading the girl who played music the best in the store to a private room. Before entering, he specially instructed

student of the music academy. She had good looks and a

a music player,

tone of the girl showed her

to put on a cold face, she had already been complained about

love hearing this, but in most customers’ eyes, you might just be a jester, after all, not everyone understands your music.” Manager Jing laid it out like that, “You can choose not

by the comment but did

part-time job—the pay from

be careful

screen painting. She entered from the right side of the screen, which

wasn’t interested in paying attention to the guests, and she hoped

piece, some guests came

keep

one after the other, the speaker was surnamed He, one of the directors

two cups of tea, filling them up to seventy percent: “I

for people, so he would always arrive early for appointments but never wait

Ho took the initiative to introduce the person who came with him, “President Xie, this is Xiao Li, our company’s legal affairs officer. If there’s anything you’re dissatisfied with in the previous contract, just say it out loud.

followed with a greeting to President Xie

it down, with half of the lid pressing on the documents. He

heart skipped

changing the spokesperson

spokesperson your

“This…” Could it be some sort

Xie Shang

Ho said without hesitation,

you

Ho immediately sat

teacup toward him, “This one is void. I will have someone send the newly drafted contract to

probed,

“Or will you?”

spring breeze, with no trace of harshness in his eyes, graceful and

was erratic, “No, no, of course it should be you, with your