He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 276: 269: Begging for Joy (Second Update) Chapter 276: 269: Begging for Joy (Second Update) Wen Changling saw Yu Qiang again at a business dinner, where she was clad in an expensive haute couture gown, effortlessly charming as she accompanied the brand, a far cry from the woman in the hospital who tearfully asked if Jiang Chengxue had ever loved her.

Wen Changling couldn’t be bothered with networking and followed behind Fu Ying.

The Chief Technical Officer of Huaqi Technology and Director Fu of Paimei Group were now openly close friends, it wasn’t a secret anymore. Paimei Group was formerly Zhou Group, which Fu Ying had now completely taken over and renamed. All those Zhou Family relatives who had been eagerly waiting for their share had become ostriches, extremely well-behaved, because after all, they knew that only Fu Ying could steer the old Zhou Family’s ship.

“Miss Wen,” Yu Qiang approached Wen Changling, “may we have a word?”

Wen Changling nodded at Fu Ying and followed Yu Qiang out of the banquet hall to the hotel’s rooftop terrace.

Various drinks adorned the tables on the terrace, and Yu Qiang offered Wen Changling a blue drink. She gently refused with the excuse that she didn’t drink alcohol, “Miss Yu, do you know me?”

Holding her drink, Yu Qiang took a sip herself, “I’ve heard of you,” she said. “Thank you for the flowers, I received them.”

“You’re welcome.”

During Yu Qiang’s hospital stay, Wen Changling had sent her nine hydroponic hyacinths without leaving any message. She must be a very detail-oriented person: she had investigated the flowers she received.

Then, she must also know that those flowers symbolized rebirth.

“What kind of person do you think Jiang Chengxue is, in your eyes?” Yu Qiang started the conversation about Jiang Chengxue.

She was smart, and Wen Changling’s first impression of her was favorable.

Wen Changling replied, “A villain.”

She laughed lightly, “Indeed, he is.” Her thin gown let her feel the cold, as her eyes and nose turned red, with the bandages on her wrist yet to be removed, her delicate bones as if they could snap in the wind, “But I will never betray him, never.”

Her words were firm and without regret.

Wen Changling, “Do you think I’m foolish, so blindly infatuated after he treated me like that? If you knew more about him, you’d realize

find her foolish, only

lived in hell, and it was Jiang Chengxue who

in return for the flowers, Yu Qiang sincerely advised Wen Changling, “Miss Wen, stay away from Jiang Chengxue.

still remembered the first time she saw Jiang Chengxue, thinking he was a god coming to save

private room surrounded by a group of people, and when he took his seat, his gaze lingered on her for a few seconds. Her

a drink, but he said water would be

dining table was that the

are you? You look really

“Seventeen.”

laughed. “I have a soft spot for minors.” He glanced over the girls at the table, seemingly dissatisfied, and asked the host

including herself, were taken away by him, but nothing happened. They got

was the exception,

secretary; his residence was in the hotel, on the top floor, cluttered

a black leather sofa, a laptop on his

clear, it

played with; he had no mercy for anyone, he’d punish those who were disobedient, whether it caused bloodshed or tears, he didn’t

wasn’t until after the last visit to the pet clinic, when she learned about Wen Changling’s

ancient myths, devils wore beautiful skins, embodied traits that humans liked. They would disguise themselves

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him is just

that Jiang

this, not even holding an

to Wen Changling, holding an

completely covered by

like it, we

hard to keep it alive; the climate of the imperial capital doesn’t suit the Uncaria vine. The fact that this one survived so long is already a miracle.” She, in her flowery jacket and Xie Shang’s black overcoat, did not seem incongruous. The height difference made her look up at him. She drew her hands into her sleeves, holding onto the fabric at Xie Shang’s waist, and stepped onto the concrete encircling the Sweet Osmanthus Tree, “It’s so cold this year, always snowing. Do you think this