He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 277

Chapter 277: 270: The relationship between Ah Na’s case and Jiang Chengxue (first update) Chapter 277: 270: The relationship between Ah Na’s case and Jiang Chengxue (first update) The ascetic Miss Wen will sleep alone tonight.

She didn’t sleep well, trapped in a dream, unable to wake up.

“We were all panicking, so we called him.”

It was Zheng Lvhong’s voice.

“He said just find a scapegoat.”

“He instructed us on how to do it, telling us to find the three people with the highest call frequency in Fu Mingao’s call history.”

She asked, “Who were the three people?”

“You, your brother, Fu Mingao’s sister.”

Ming Ao was introverted, with only a few closest individuals appearing again and again in his call records.

“Why did you choose my brother?”

Ming Ao and Ah Na were the best of friends.

“It wasn’t our choice, he chose. He spun a wine bottle, and whoever it pointed at was the one.”

Spinning a wine bottle.

Such child’s play, like it was just a game.

“He, who is he?”

“Linbei, Jiang Chengxue.”

The dream was like a sand painting.

The scene shattered, then reformed.

“Birds of a feather flock together, but if there’s a leader among a group of clowns, they can still play together. Watching the clowns dance is quite amusing.”

“What’s so fun about going down together?”

“It’s too easy to die; wouldn’t that be letting them off cheap?”

He was tempting her, creating another game. But she couldn’t wake up, his voice binding her like a curse.

“Do wrong, and you must be punished.”

well, they all

the dream returned to her

for the first time; the people of White Peach Village treated the Wens as a plague, and

“This is my sister.”

quiet boy behind him with his elbow: “Speak up, what are

“Changling sister.”

had just picked, when suddenly a dense fog appeared in her

“Changling sister.”

“Sister.”

quickly, we’re waiting for

“Don’t get lost.”

“Hurry over.”

the thick fog reached out his hand

reached out to grab it, and

“Ah Na!”

opened her eyes, and finally, the fog in front of her dispersed. Her back was clammy; she

from sleeping, the more she uncovered

phone back on the table, where a plate of belly-button oranges from

knife in the plate, and she couldn’t help but reach out and grip the handle. She glanced at her arm, feeling two forces pulling in her mind. Her head splitting with pain, she put down the knife and went to look for

*****

heavy snow, the

Fortunately, her car had been scratched at the

way home from work, the taxi passed by Doctor

for a stop, “Driver, please pull over to the side of the

said, “We

okay, just

of the

the clinic had a notice: On duty

“Hello.”

the owner of the

appeared to be around thirty, dressed in a white lab coat emblazoned with the pet clinic’s logo. Noticing Wen Changling hadn’t

have cat

“Yes.”

Changling

your cat have

“No.”

domestic brands, and that side has imports. You

right were the pets’ habitats, built into the

were shy and

was a wall of photographs, all of them

up to the wall of photographs, drawn to one in particular. She asked Doctor

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