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.

closed his eyes and took a deep

out, allowing him

asked, “Was that call from

hummed in

Dongzhou had only one thought:

the day and night shift

and upon passing the security booth at the entrance, they both glanced at the man

holding

had been standing there to the point of sunburn and

is that guy back again?” Xiao Jiang, a pediatric

had been there for several days, the same spot every day, holding the same sign that read: Medical malpractice at Dihong Hospital, justice

“I heard our doctors say the hospital provided the medical records and prescription, all without issues. His sister’s complications were caused by

accident

as the patient had registered for organ donation, they performed the extraction surgery and afterwards, her parents cremated

sympathy, not that she was heartless, but because doctor-patient relationships had become too complicated, “So it’s

a few days ago, somehow hearing they could get money for organ donation and demanding the hospital to pay

it’s still

“Most likely.”

the man kept “protesting” at the entrance, causing quite a bad impression, the security went over again to

man was persistent, always returning after being

ground. Overcome by heatstroke, he couldn’t stand up right

achieve

The man remained indifferent.

down slightly, “Do you need

looked up at

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wilted from the heat, and Granny Zhu said they were about ready to be pulled up since they’d

over to pull apart the vines, pointing to two immature fruits hidden inside that hadn’t

Granny Zhu smiled.

growing melons; from just five plants, they conservatively estimated a harvest of over two hundred

was watering the melon

“Changling.”

turned her head:

unbothered by the heavy shedding, cradling

you suddenly want to go clothes

elegance, swishing her tail in an unruffled manner, occasionally meowing and grooming her fur with an air of

new outfit suitable for

strong desire for clothes:

“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

“Okay.”

old rocking chair, fanning herself with a

Xie Shang took her there for crab porridge. The second and third floors were full of luxury

the Noon Ferry boutique, bustling with

tentatively asked Xie Shang: “Dressed like this, going into that kind of store, will the salespeople look

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

Wen Changling, “If she looks down on you, just buy the store and