He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 116 - 116 110 Gentleness in the fitting room the zipper tugs

Chapter 116: 110: Gentleness in the fitting room, the zipper tugs (second update) Chapter 116: 110: Gentleness in the fitting room, the zipper tugs (second update) There was someone in the fitting room, and a hand reached out from inside. The wrist was slim and white, clearly that of a woman.

“Has Xie Shang got himself a girlfriend?”

After blurtting it out, Tan Wanwan immediately looked at Fang Jiyin’s face for her reaction.

As expected, the comment displeased her.

She stared at the fitting room, her pupils seemingly fixed in place: “Just fooling around.”

Tan Wanwan shut her mouth and said no more.

Everyone in their circle knew that Xie Shang didn’t play with emotions.

To ensure quality service for one-on-one appointments, some stores limit the number of customers, so there were not many patrons present.

Wen Changling grabbed at the air a couple of times.

“Hand it to me”. She thought it was a store clerk outside.

However, the considerate store clerk had asked Xie Shang to come over.

Xie Shang moved a bit closer: “What do you need scissors for?”

“To cut my hair, it’s caught in the zipper.”

The store clerk stood aside, not handing over the scissors she held, fearing ruining the outfit was only a minor reason. Her sense of service told her it was better to have the client’s boyfriend step in, to offer the client a novel dressing experience, which could improve satisfaction.

“Are you done dressing?” Xie Shang asked from outside.

“Yes, I’m dressed.”

“Would it be inconvenient to let me in?”

After a few seconds, Wen Changling replied: “Come in.”

Xie Shang entered, closed the door behind him but did not shut it completely, leaving a sliver of a gap.

The attendant waiting outside understood why the door wasn’t locked; an unlocked door suggested that there was nothing questionable going on. She considerately moved to the side in order to be available to assist the customers.

Wen Changling was fully dressed, one hand pressing down on her collar, where the zipper wasn’t properly drawn up.

Xie Shang had her stand against the wall, where he could shield her.

“Let me have a look.”

Wen Changling turned around.

She was quite pale to begin with, and the red dress made her look even paler, her beauty cold and austere.

The zipper had been pulled up to her scapula, but it wouldn’t go any further, the zipper pull tangled in her hair because she had yanked at it violently, it was now knotted up.

Wen Changling said: “Better to cut it off, I’ve already tried to untangle it, but it won’t budge.”

Xie Shang brushed the untangled strands of her hair to the side of her neck: “You need to untangle it slowly.”

“It’s time-consuming.”

laughed softly: “Miss Wen, would you please have

was very light, not pulling at her, so it didn’t hurt; she just felt a

Shang was very

simply a matter for a pair

was a mirror in the fitting room. Wen Changling could see Xie Shang’s face in it when she looked up; he was much taller than her, his head bowing down, his eyelashes drooping

also more skillful than hers, painstakingly untangling each

“There, it’s done.”

Changling turned back

a camisole, the bottom a long skirt, double-layered; the outer layer was a red tulle, fluffy and loose. The layer beneath must have had some type of silk thread as it sparkled subtly under

Bold, flamboyant, and fervent.

suited Wen

Shang did not skimp on the praise:

layer of muscle, giving Xie Shang the impression that with a little effort, he could

grown man’s hand was enough to completely embrace her. It usually wasn’t apparent, but this type of

unknown fetish, as he quite liked the visceral impact of being able to hide her

shrank away, dodging his

can’t bear to let others see.” Xie Shang held her, looking at the fringe of red skirt peeking out from the edge of his clothes in the mirror, wishing he could hide it away.

eyes downcast and remained

the strength to protect yourself, beauty becomes a

you strike down a pack of jackals and wild

and wait for

were the words of her mentor, Mr.

do as one pleases,

go out,

you afraid of

“Misunderstood as what?”

straight face: “Misunderstood as the kind of person

Shang said,

never cared about his reputation, seen as a hopeless case

can’t afford

door open, leading Wen

to see her, quite dazzled by her

Wen Changling changed her clothes, she had already

her to the mirror, “Do you like

“Mm.”

“Then it’s this one.”

Wen Changling from seven years ago, and

Shang took the hair tie that she had carelessly slipped onto her wrist and tied her hair up

“Mm.”

Changling went

the display cabinet on the left,

clerk said they did, and she brought out the shoes—red ones designed with pearl straps that matched

original

clerk complimented, “Your girlfriend is very

beautiful,” Xie Shang

*****

and this week she

changing the dressing for Yan Cong, she asked, “Have you spoken

a long-term partnership with Dihong Hospital and still held a portion of the Dihong Group’s shares. Wen

“I have.”