He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 284: 277: Sleep with me! Chapter 284: 277: Sleep with me! After washing up, Wen Changling went upstairs alone. The computer room had been locked by her, but she used her key to unlock the door, turned on the light, and closed the door behind her.

The computer was still on, and there were three new telephone recordings in the auto-saved folder. Wen Changling put on her headphones and opened them one by one.

The first recording was at 9:14 a.m., from Xue Boyong to Jiang Chengxue.

“Chairman Zhou has already met with several directors in private.”

“He’s still too idle,” Jiang Chengxue sounded like she had just gotten up, her tone lazy, casual as if it were all insignificant. “Find something for him to do.”

The second recording was at 11:08 a.m.

“Grandpa.”

The only person Jiang Chengxue would call like that was the former chairman of Eastern Automobile, Jiang Lisong.

“I am not your grandpa. When you pushed Rucheng down the stairs, I should have strangled you then and there.”

It was that incident that caused Jiang Rucheng to become lame in his right foot.

Jiang Lisong’s breathing was heavy in the call, his voice trembling: “You clearly promised me that you would let Rucai go.”

“Grandpa, why don’t you believe me? It wasn’t me who pushed Jiang Rucheng down the stairs; it was Jiang Rucai. They are both lying, saying it was me. See, isn’t this karma? One of them has crippled yet another foot, and the other fell down the stairs to his death.”

“You, you—”

Jiang Lisong’s side went silent, followed by a flurry of hasty footsteps, and then the call ended.

The third telephone recording contained a voice that Wen Changling was very familiar with.

“Young Master Jiang.”

It was Dai Qiu.

“She was late today.”

Wen Changling was late today.

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as soon as she closed her eyes, nightmares gripped her like algae at the bottom of a lake, tightly ensnaring her limbs. She struggled in vain and then woke up startled. She closed her

not wash her face. Her throat felt dry, so she poured herself a cup of hot water and held it in her hands to drink. She wore a black down jacket that

yet brightened. Lights were on in the yard

good morning,” Wen

of hearing. She noticed Wen Changling only after she spoke: “How come you’re

the middle

sleep quality had

you’re getting as little sleep as this old woman,” Granny Zhu said as she peeled the sweet potatoes. “It’s not even dawn yet, go back and catch some more

was cold, it must have been

back to sleep, I need to go out for

you off to so early?” Granny

food.” She finished her hot water before heading

and breakfast stalls had already opened. There were a few stalls out on the sparsely dotted street with just a handful of passersby,

still dark, signs of life had appeared, and smoke from

to pack some pastries for Xie Shang, mentioning his fondness

an old and famous brand in the capital, always doing brisk business—its signature desserts were limited to two hundred portions each day, and people would queue up for them before the crack of

from his morning run to find two boxes of

auction items

pastries on the

“The landlady brought them

her tongue quite naturally. Qian Zhouzhou graduated from the top-notch Bochen University of Technology,

the pastries and went next

and the sun was out. Huahua, ever so lazy, lay sprawled on a stone

arrived, Tongtong called out “Brother!”

you see

“Sister is sleeping.”

Shang entered the room

under the blanket at the slight noise of

“Did I wake you?”

“I wasn’t asleep.”

Changling didn’t have to work on the weekends and had been lying down

the bed, “Did you go out to buy these pastries early

her head, “I

said with a light smile, the sunlight from the window falling on his face, “You went out specially to buy them

reminiscent of his mixed heritage from Xie Jingxian, shone brightly in