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.

Lin Sheng, and the small courtyard ran a tea house, also featuring variety acts, storytelling, tea tasting, and opera. Boss Lin was talented, and his business was booming. The small courtyard had five floors, with the second floor being the

second floor was surnamed

the best in the store to a private room. Before entering, he specially instructed her, “Don’t be like yesterday,

named Ning Su, a student of the music academy. She had good looks and a

music player, not

tone of the girl showed her disdain for the part-time

to put on a cold face, she had

not everyone understands your music.” Manager Jing laid it out like that, “You can choose not to earn this money, but if you want to

Su looked displeased by the comment but did not

this part-time job—the pay from Linsheng Courtyard was

be careful with

was a Chinese screen painting. She entered from the right side of the screen,

to play music immediately, without lifting her head even once throughout. She wasn’t interested in paying attention to the guests, and she hoped the guests wouldn’t pay attention to her. She had seen too many of those

through the piece, some

to keep

the speaker was surnamed He, one of

of tea, filling them up

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

Li, our company’s legal affairs officer. If there’s anything you’re dissatisfied with

followed with a greeting to President Xie and placed the paper contract documents on

set it down, with half of the lid pressing on the documents. He didn’t seem inclined

heart skipped a

start by changing the

spokesperson your

Ho couldn’t figure it out, “This…” Could it be some

be changed?” Xie

Ho said without

don’t you sit

immediately sat

“This one is void. I will have someone send the newly

tactically probed, “Will you draft

“Or will you?”

spring breeze, with no trace

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