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?”

followed was a series of yelps

seemed corporal education was more fitting

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 three, four, and five, and were inept in the kitchen. Fortunately, they were both born

a little wine that night; she wasn’t drunk,

the outdoor parking space of the garden estate. Gu Kaiyun’s mother was very fond of lanterns, so lanterns bearing the Gu character could be seen scattered

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 property for good reason;

managed to insert the seat belt buckle into its

not fastened

“Hmm?”

due to the alcohol, Wen Changling’s movements and thoughts

over to refasten it 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.”

several attempts,

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

“Impressive.”

a few rounds at the beginning due

prodigy from those days hadn’t been praised

a bit petulant and proud, insisting on being praised: “You have to say I’m super

Shang fulfilled her emotional

at the

“Are you happy today?”

movements were so slow, I saw through his tricks with both eyes, but I didn’t expose him. It’s very impolite to expose a magician, so I pretended to be amazed. However, I’m not good at acting; I wonder if