He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 115 - 115 109 Changling gives candy Xie Shang is satisfied

Chapter 115: 109: Changling gives candy, Xie Shang is satisfied (first update) Chapter 115: 109: Changling gives candy, Xie Shang is satisfied (first update) “The lawful wife’s funeral is tomorrow, yet the scumbag parades with a companion through the exhibition at night, a complete moral bankruptcy, utterly conscienceless.”

What a headline.

He Dongzhou commented, “This journalist has some guts.”

The public were all cursing the scumbag, few discussed the perfume exhibition.

“I asked him to publish it.” Xie Shang used a dropper to extract a tiny amount of liquid, dropping it onto the blotter and gently waved it to sniff the fragrance.

“Did Zheng Lvhua offend you?” He knew that Xie Shang held grudges.

“Hmm.”

The scent of ebony was too strong, not what he wanted.

Xie Shang picked up a pen and revised the formula on the paper.

He Dongzhou, wearing a white lab coat and yawning, gossiped on the side, “Haven’t you made up with Miss Wen yet?”

Xie Shang took a new essence, dropped it into a new petri dish, and after realizing it was the old formula’s petri dish, he started over with another new petri dish, his eyelids slightly drawn together, “We’ve made up.”

Then why so distracted?

His phone in the storage box rang.

Xie Shang glanced at it and removed his gloves, “I need to take a call.”

He went out to answer.

“Changling.”

Xie Shang, head bowed, stood in the corridor.

A beam of light from the window just so happened to strike him, causing the passing R&D staff to pause and stare. His presence was both righteous and devilish, as if vastly cultured yet wild, both refined and feral, striking awe regardless of how many times one saw it.

At this time, Wen Changling should be at work, “Do you have time Sunday evening?”

“I’m free.”

Wen Changling said, “I got us slots for our hospital’s anniversary soirée, but the invitation suggests bringing a partner since there’s a dancing segment.” She explained, then asked, “Xie Shang, would you be my date?”

Miss Wen, how do you manage to slap and offer a sweet at the same time?

“Sure.”

Oh, why so easily pleased.

“Did you submit it?”

The gloom that had weighed on Xie Shang all day finally began to lift, “Yes.”

After hanging up, Xie Shang stood outside a while longer, his gaze squinting against the dazzling sunlight, his pupils—bearing the mixed-race gene inherited from Xie Jingxian—refracted the light like colorful glaze spilling over.

eyes and took a deep

suppressed emotions were gently smoothed out, allowing him a moment

asked, “Was that

Shang hummed in

only one thought: Miss

the day and night

passing the security booth at the

holding a

been standing there to the point of sunburn and dehydration, lips

again?” Xiao Jiang, a pediatric nurse, asked,

been there for several days, the same spot every day, holding the

Chu, a nurse from the hepatobiliary department, replied, “I heard our doctors say the hospital provided the medical records and prescription, all without issues. His sister’s

accident investigation

performed the extraction

didn’t feel much sympathy, not that she was heartless, but because

of firsthand information and was convinced it was just a case of medical disturbances, “His parents even came here causing trouble a few days ago, somehow hearing they could get money for organ donation

it’s still about

“Most likely.”

at the entrance, causing quite a bad impression, the security went over again to shoo

the man was persistent, always returning

couldn’t stand up right away, but

achieve anything

The man remained indifferent.

bent down slightly, “Do you need

finally looked up

*****

couple of days were sweltering, at one point exceeding thirty degrees. The watermelon vines were wilted from the heat, and Granny Zhu said they were about ready to be pulled up since they’d harvested quite a few melons already, and it

immature fruits hidden inside that

Granny Zhu smiled.

Changling had quite a knack for growing melons; from just five plants, they conservatively estimated a harvest of

watering the melon

“Changling.”

turned her head:

Huahua, who he had brought over to visit from his home, seemingly unbothered

want to go

on Xie Shang’s arm, exuded elegance, swishing her tail in an unruffled manner, occasionally meowing and grooming her fur with an air

new outfit suitable

no strong desire for clothes: “It’s not necessary

put the cat down: “But I want to buy one for you.” The last time she went out with Yan Cong, she wore a dress she hadn’t worn

help me water these, and

go rest in the shade for a

“Okay.”

chair, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan, watching Xie Shang

had a restaurant. Wen Changling wasn’t picky, so Xie Shang took her there for crab porridge. The second and third floors were full of

the Noon Ferry boutique, bustling with

a particular clothing brand she favored, so she picked a nearby store. Before entering, she tentatively asked Xie Shang: “Dressed

white T-shirt matched with long pants was Wen Changling’s most

Wen Changling, “If she looks