He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 199 - 199 192 Venting for my wife may be late but it arrives

Chapter 199: 192: Venting for my wife may be late but it arrives (Second update) Chapter 199: 192: Venting for my wife may be late but it arrives (Second update) Gu Yihuan wouldn’t be so self-conceited as to think that Xie Shang couldn’t bear to see him being bullied by someone; it could only be because of a certain person. There and then, Gu Yihuan temporarily named this effect: the Wen Changling Effect.

Xie Shang stood up.

“Let’s go.”

Gu Yihuan acted like a spoiled child, “Play a little longer, huh.”

“Need to go back and look at the case.”

Xie Shang put down his glass and left.

Lawyers are so busy. According to He Dongzhou, Fourth Brother returned to being a lawyer because of Wen Changling. Gu Yihuan thought to himself: This too is the Wen Changling Effect.

He had to help Fourth Brother get rid of this effect and return to a normal life.

As Gu Yihuan was thinking this, he saw a man who was dizzy from drink staggering towards his Fourth Brother’s shoulder.

The man wore a duckbill cap, head lowered, not looking at anyone, making a perfunctory apology.

“Sorry.”

After apologizing, the man swayed his head to the DJ’s music as he walked outside.

Gu Yihuan shouted, “Fourth Brother.”

Xie Shang seemed not to have heard him, glanced at the man who had bumped into him, and followed.

Gu Yihuan, who was sharp-eyed and attentive, sensed at once that the aura around Xie Shang was terrifying, just like in the past during thunderstorms when he wouldn’t control his emotions, ready to erupt at any moment.

Could it be the effect of the Wen Changling Effect still hadn’t worn off?

Gu Yihuan hurriedly chased after.

*****

The man had come out to smoke; he stepped into an alley near the bar and lit a cigarette. The alley was deep, and there were no street lights inside. The lights from outside couldn’t reach the depths, leaving it dim and murky.

smoke, a beam of light flitted across the man’s face, back

his cigarette ash and shouted irritably, “What are you shining for,

figure by this light—he first recognized the clothes; it was the same person who had bumped into him in the bar just

settle scores, the man said, “Looking for trouble, are you? My

other party remained silent; the light from the cellphone flashlight kept shining on the man’s

oppression followed, instinctively feeling unsafe, he quickly pulled out his own phone, planning to call for help. The light of the phone screen allowed him to clearly see the face of the other party—a face one would

“Lawyer Xie?”

*****

out of the bar, Gu Yihuan saw no sign of Xie Shang, so he searched nearby. Suddenly, he heard a cry which sent chills down his spine; he followed the

“Fourth Brother!”

lay on the ground, no longer making a sound, with a duckbill cap alongside

around the back of his skull—by now the bandage was soaked with blood, and the misalignment of his finger joints

a trembling hand, intending to check

“He’s not dead.”

relief; during those ten seconds, he had already thought of a false

so why had Fourth Brother been so ferocious? Was it

ambulance

“Oh.”

alleyway, the swathes of neon lights reflected on him—the document in his hand was not stained with a single drop of blood,

sky, there was also

of his overcoat, he moved with elegance and composure, once again the restrained and calm Young Master

an hour later,

the alley, hitting his head and hand. When asked by the medical staff if he knew the drunkard, Gu Yihuan

ID on

week later, Wu Yue was removed from his position at Huaqi Technology due to a sex scandal

stayed in Wanghai for a few days. He had just returned when Su Nanzhi summoned him back to the Su Family. Su Nanzhi’s new movie was in preparation, and the director, who had coincidentally seen

was working on

personal style. The painting paper

who was sensitive to the cold, wrapped herself in a fluffy blanket, holding a cup of milk tea freshly prepared by Liang Shuchuan, with the family’s Golden Retriever following her into the

down near the desk, Madam Zhai had spent a lot of money pampering Fudao, making its fur

accidentally spill on the painting, Su Nanzhi sat at a distance, “What

Shang, head down, painting, “I went to

“To change your name?”