He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 274: 267: Miss Wen Finally Confesses, Xie Shang Loses Control (Second Update) Chapter 274: 267: Miss Wen Finally Confesses, Xie Shang Loses Control (Second Update) Wen Changling held two sweet potatoes in her hands, which were still a bit hot; she didn’t mind the dirt and used her sleeve to hold them, “Xie Shang, want a sweet potato?”

“No, thanks.”

Xie Shang didn’t have the habit of eating again after a meal.

Wen Changling could eat at any time, with no schedule at all. Her hand was slightly burned by the hot potato skin, so she pinched her cool ear with her hot fingers to cool it down.

“Give it to me, I’ll peel it for you.”

Wen Changling handed the sweet potato to Xie Shang and moved a long stool over, sitting together at the kitchen doorstep, next to an old charcoal brazier framed with wood and iron.

Wen Changling rested her feet on the edge of the brazier, warming herself while waiting to eat, “Did you retract the online news?”

“Mhm.”

Xie Shang’s skin was pale, and his fingers quickly got dirty from the wood ash on the sweet potato skin.

“Did it cost money?”

“It did.”

Wen Changling wanted to ask how much it cost.

Xie Shang brought the peeled sweet potato closer to her mouth, “Blow on it before eating.”

“Oh.”

Wen Changling puffed her cheeks and blew on the sweet potato to cool it. She ate three in total (the small ones) and forgot all about the money.

Tonight, Wen Changling had planned to sleep on her own, but she felt she needed to explain, as the online rumors were too unpleasant; she went over to Xie Shang’s place again. The door wasn’t locked; Xie Shang was showering. While waiting for him, she noticed an unusually shaped perfume bottle in the cabinet; under the light, it looked like a polished, irregular, multifaceted piece of obsidian.

After his shower, Xie Shang came out dressed in pajamas, his hair half-dry.

Wen Changling stood by the cabinet, “Can I take a look at that perfume bottle?”

Xie Shang went to get it.

“Is this obsidian?”

“The outside of the bottle is, but the part that touches the liquid is lead crystal glass.”

Wen Changling was a science student – she didn’t understand art design but thought the black bottle had a heavy feel and perfectly matched her aesthetic taste.

No wonder so many people spent money collecting Noon Ferry’s perfume bottles.

“What’s the name of this perfume? I didn’t see it on Noon Ferry’s official website.”

“It’s unnamed,” Xie Shang said, “I made it for myself; it isn’t a Noon Ferry product.” The cap was a bit uncomfortable to remove. He opened the lid and handed the bottle to Wen Changling to play with, “Wait here for me.”

He took a piece of clothing and went out.

Wen Changling sprayed a bit of the perfume on her wrist and waited a few seconds before smelling it. It was rather unisex, light, and unique – the top note sharp, with a slightly bitter base note.

felt letters at the bottom

brought

for seven days,

perfume back on the table. This perfume was strange; despite its faint smell, it completely covered the scent of the herbal

Shang a

Shang had prepared a pastry that reduced bitterness. The pastry, different from the morning’s, was sweet

I ran into Jiang Chengxue in the parking lot. The reporters wrote nonsense; I have nothing to

Shang hummed in

you ask?” It was trending, and yet he was

tell me if you

Wen Changling nodded.

say, even if I asked, you wouldn’t tell me, so I didn’t

of her and

half of a bean paste-filled pastry and fed it to Xie Shang, with a

Shang said, “Kill

“And me?”

mind was dangerous and dark, even a bit dirty, showing no respect for her, “Changling,

Changling were separated, Gu Yihuan had advised him to let go, suggesting Changling might have moved on. He did consider that possibility, only to realize his own moral threshold was lower than

the restrained explosive power in Xie Shang’s eyes, so she changed the subject, “Are the three letters at the bottom

made it while we

named, ‘Wen Changling’ would be the most

Xie Shang’s waist – on such

of

she had prepared for Xie Shang was

back,” Xie Shang felt he had become insatiably greedy lately, and he bent down, pleading with

he told himself it was okay not to be loved as long as he loved Miss Wen well. Just a few days had passed, and he

greed could never

think I don’t love

didn’t love you, why would I be

questions tonight were all hard

Xie Shang was silent.

Shang. She admitted that there was indeed a time when she was playing with him, “Xingxing, do you feel very insecure? You don’t have confidence in

Shang corrected, “I don’t have confidence in

didn’t express love openly, had an

gaining and losing. He also overheard the conversation of those two ladies at the ski resort, and he related to the main character being discussed, feeling insecure, worried

the steel-made Miss Wen had

“I see.”

knew her way around, and she took out a piece

could now light incense

waited. She waited until emotions overwhelmed her, until the love-laden thoughts started churning and roiling

stood on tiptoe, kissed Xie Shang meticulously, capturing his lips, going deeper, almost wishing she could swallow him. The sound of their kissing was entangling, filled with the

misty haze,

moment she started kissing

had a

thoughts are of

eyes began to redden, “Chinese honeycomb can cause people to see illusions, to see whatever they want to

bit the mole on