He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 96 - 96 094 Xie Shangs uncontrollable possessiveness the

Chapter 96: 094: Xie Shang’s uncontrollable possessiveness, the beginning of Changling’s script (second update) Chapter 96: 094: Xie Shang’s uncontrollable possessiveness, the beginning of Changling’s script (second update) “Additionally, I’m quite vengeful. If you harm Wen Changling, I’ll harm you too, so please, Miss Fu, think carefully before you act.”

Fu Ying’s expression was cold. “Are you threatening me?”

Xie Shang didn’t deny it. “You can take it that way.” He stood up, his attitude indicating that there was no need to delay their time any further, “Miss Fu, take your time with the drink.”

Xie Shang left first and closed the door behind him.

Fu Ying sat alone for a while. The water in her cup had gone cold. She dipped her finger into the water and wrote a character on the table: Wen. The ‘Wen’ of Wen Changling.

She laughed.

What about a person who shone like stars or the moon, they were still bewitched by the Wen family’s girl.

Fu Ying picked up the document Xie Shang had left behind, placed it in her bag, and turned to leave.

She pushed open the door.

A man stood erect at the entrance, nearly one meter ninety in height, his mere presence exuded an intense sense of oppression.

“Madam.”

She was the new wife of the old head of the Zhou family, and many called her Madam, or Madam Zhou.

The man was named Chen Baishi, and he was the bodyguard her dutiful stepchild had specially hired to protect her after she nearly died in a car accident.

That dutiful stepson was also somewhat clever. In order to plant someone close to her, he had staged the car accident quite convincingly. She would have felt bad not accepting his offer, out of respect for her stepson’s meticulous efforts.

Chen Baishi was a retired serviceman. If one were to describe him as an animal, an Alabay shepherd dog would fit perfectly; fierce and strong, not prone to initiating attacks, but possessing a strong sense of territory and extremely loyal to its owner. To put it another way, he was a dog with a high level of loyalty.

As soon as she got into the car, Chen Baishi’s phone rang.

Fu Ying, seated in the back, kicked the back of the front seat with her bare pink high-heeled shoe and ridiculed him with a laugh. “What? Reporting to Zhou Sheng again?”

He threw the phone into the glove compartment. “No.”

As a spy, Chen Baishi’s acting skills were lacking a bit. Maybe it was because he came from a military background, where everything was done strictly by the book. Such a person could have done anything well, yet he chose to be a spy dog.

Fu Ying didn’t feel like playing along. She leaned forward slightly, her slender wrist curling around the headrest of the driver’s seat, and her pale fingers tapped lightly, almost imperceptibly, on his shoulder.

“Chen Baishi, how much did Zhou Sheng pay you?” She had apricot-shaped eyes and a round face, joking with a smile. “Why not work for me instead? I’ll pay you double.”

Chen Baishi sat upright, his expression unwavering, his muscles taut, always solemn and serious. “Madam, the car is about to start. Please sit back properly.”

The fingers of the ‘madam’ he spoke of were already slipping inside his collar, providing a stark contrast between his rough, solid build and the woman’s soft, delicate hand.

A faint scent of perfume wafted from behind, encircling him.

not money, then perhaps people

his name, as immovable as a rock. “Madam,

on his muscle-hard skin. “All dogs serve a master, but you insist on

settled back into her seat, closed her eyes, and didn’t say another word

lifetime. There was not a sound in the car, which had

having

her

actually only twenty-seven

off all the lights inside, and

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a distance,

honked its horn. Wen Changling didn’t hear it clearly, so the man leaned in a bit closer, apparently saying something, and

man seemed to be in

Shang approached

said, “Just a

work and was

also

to see a client.” Xie Shang walked to Wen Changling’s right side. “Why would a stranger talk to

asking

was

had asked Wen Changling how to get to Plum Blossom Alley and what good food and fun places

message from Granny Zhu,

Festival was just a few days

her with a question, “Which kind do you

“I like sweet zongzi.”

said, “Sweet it is

Shang’s clothes with one hand as she followed him. Occasionally, her head would bump into his back; she wasn’t watching the path and kept looking at her phone, “Granny Zhu said she’ll make zongzi tomorrow, and

“None.”

down, walking unsteadily

her waist, and guided her down, “Stop looking

made a sound

said, “The look in that guy’s eyes just now

turned her head

bringing this

challenged? Yet he still

guy’s poor judgment or reminding her, the directionally challenged one, to be more self-aware? Wen Changling touched her nose, failing to understand men, “Boss

didn’t say

went to her own courtyard. After crossing the

one of her hands, and

a

Shang said in a low

tone had been off. He had minded how close that man had been to her, minding that he and Wen Changling had been

the agarwood