He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 294: 287: Really want to mess with you, make you cry (one more) Chapter 294: 287: Really want to mess with you, make you cry (one more) The sun had already set outside.

After Xie Shang took a phone call outside, he reentered the house where the Gu Family’s housekeeper invited him to stay for dinner, which Xie Shang accepted.

The Xie Family and the Gu Family were old friends, and Xie Shang had often visited the Gu Family since his youth. The housekeeper knew his taste, but she wasn’t sure about Miss Wen’s dietary restrictions. The door to the mahjong room was closed, and she hesitated whether to go in and ask.

“She can’t eat spicy food and prefers sweets,” he said.

“Alright, Mr. Xie.”

The housekeeper always found Mr. Xie to be special, as he was the only guest who remembered the surnames of all the Gu Family’s housekeeping staff.

Neither of the two “young masters” from the Gu Family had ever brought a girl home, while the two “old masters” had secretly brought back quite a few for thrills. Not one of them stayed for a meal, but they did leave behind birth control pills. It never occurred to them to remember the tastes of their female companions.

Just as the housekeeper was about to head back to the kitchen, she heard the second lady scolding someone inside.

“What on earth is this you’ve cut? So thick, are these potato sticks?”

Gu Yihuan was being pressured by Madam Guan Zhengming to learn how to cook, as she espoused being adept in both the living room and the kitchen was essential.

Lady Guan, dressed in a newly released haute couture, with fingers that looked like green onion segments and had never been touched by the plain water of chores, pinched the potato strips cut by Gu Yihuan with an expression full of disdain, “With these skills, no decent girl would fancy you.”

Gu Yihuan threw in the towel, “As a great singer, I don’t bother with romance!”

Suppressive education didn’t work on Gu Yihuan; Young Master Gu excelled at inflating his own value.

“Young Master? You dare call yourself ‘young master’ to me?”

a series of

education was more fitting

her heart, the housekeeper silently defended the young master, thinking it wasn’t entirely his fault that the potatoes were cut poorly. In many ways, the young master inherited traits from the second lady—they both couldn’t learn the business, couldn’t outfight mistresses

wine cellar held many rare wines. Wen Changling had a little wine that night; she wasn’t drunk, merely tipsy. Xie Shang was driving, so he didn’t touch a

the outdoor parking space of the garden estate. Gu Kaiyun’s mother was

was silent, bridges spanned over running water, and the moonlight fell into the koi pond, causing the light from the lanterns to sway gently with the breeze. With upturned eaves and light tassels hanging under the Moon Cave Gate, the Flower Chamber Hall held its status as the capital’s most expensive

a while before she finally managed to insert the seat belt buckle into its

it’s not fastened properly,”

“Hmm?”

alcohol, Wen Changling’s movements and

for her; before he could touch the buckle, she suddenly looked up, her lips brushed past Xie Shang’s neck, and her breath carrying the scent of alcohol landed softly on his ear. Her eyes brimmed with laughter as she sweetly

“Xingxing.”

“Hmm.”

became sluggish. After several attempts, the

Her eyes sparkled, as if the starry sky fell inside them, as if priceless gems were embedded within, “Am I

“Impressive.”

ability. Apart from losing a few rounds at the beginning due to unfamiliarity with the game, once she got

from those days hadn’t

bit petulant and proud, insisting on being

her emotional needs, “You are

at the corners of

“Are you happy today?”

are so interesting. Gu Yihuan even performed magic for me. But his hand movements were so slow, I saw through his tricks with both eyes,