He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 302: 295: The Proposal (Grand Finale Part 2) Chapter 302: 295: The Proposal (Grand Finale Part 2) Because as long as Xie Shang told Jiang Chengxue that she had secretly had a child, Jiang Chengxue would certainly not tolerate it. He had been soft-hearted just once, and that was with Wen Changling.

Because of his relationship with Wen Changling, Xie Shang had restrained his true nature quite a bit, and perhaps some had forgotten that he was the bad shoot that grew out of the Xie Family’s bamboo forest. He wanted Jiang Chengxue to pay with her blood, and he had been planning since before the New Year, cooperating with Dai Qiu, aware of all Jiang Chengxue’s plans, and also aware that the race car had problems.

To understand Jiang Chengxue, one only needs to put oneself in the shoes of a madman, and to pathologize one’s thoughts. This was very simple for Xie Shang. If it were him, he would not let anyone else have Wen Changling if he couldn’t have her; thus, there were only two methods—either to die with Wen Changling or to die with Wen Changling’s lover. The fact that the Hooked Cymbidium laced wine was not ultimately fed to Wen Changling showed that Jiang Chengxue had softened his heart; he had been soft-hearted towards Wen Changling and could not bear to die with her, meaning in the end he would definitely not leave Xie Shang alive.

Xie Shang accommodated him, designing a survival scenario for one person in a mutual destruction plan and then logically sent Jiang Chengxue on her way, even if her life was not in danger in the race, she would still be condemned for manslaughter.

In the end, Xie Shang won.

Wen Changling slept in the farthest corner of the bed, unable to sleep without Xie Shang, not even taking off her hearing aid, lying with her eyes closed not knowing what time it had become, then hearing the door open late at night, very quietly, followed by someone lying down beside her.

She edged inwards, “We are still fighting.”

“Yeah, we are still fighting, I just came to sleep with you.”

Wen Changling didn’t want to deal with him.

She liked obedient people, and Xie Shang was not obedient at all.

“My hand hurts.”

That’s your own doing, you deserve it.

“Changling,” Xie Shang was skilled at using his pleasant voice to cajole, “Baby, can I hold you?”

The moonlight outside the window was like fine frosting, sprinkling a bit on the pillow.

Wen Changling turned around, her hand sliding onto Xie Shang’s waist: “You’re not allowed to touch race cars anymore.” She actually blamed herself more, always taking medication, her condition a total mess, causing him a lot of trouble and leading to his injury.

“Okay.”

The next morning, a visitor arrived.

The man, in a suit and polished shoes, politely knocked on the door, waiting for Xie Shang and Wen Changling to look over before asking Wen Changling, “Miss Wen, right?”

Changling was lying in the chair soaking up the morning sun, with Huahua dozing at

then looked at

recognized the badge he wore,

am Mr. Jiang Chengxue’s legal representative. My surname is Yang, and I am here

struggling to stay awake:

Jiang Chengxue’s movable and immovable property is to be inherited by Miss Wen

it preposterous:

not need it, you are free to do as

the blanket falling to the floor, feeling irritable and almost ready to argue. Xie Shang put down the watering

hummed in agreement, not wanting to bother

handled all the follow-up matters. Eastern Automobile hired a professional manager to take over, and Xie Shang established a foundation with Jiang Chengxue’s inheritance, besides the part given to Dai Qiu, with all of it

imperial capital,

Wen Changling to the Su Family for a meal. Madam Zhai didn’t care about the Vernal Equinox at all; she just wanted to see Wen Changling. Madam Zhai took her affection for the loved one to heart and sent

the Su Family also had a Chinese Toon Tree, with a tall and thick

now, Madam Zhai had sent Ms. Su Nanzhi to take Wen Changling to the yard to see her baby chicks. Passing by the Chinese Toon Tree, Wen Changling thought of scrambled eggs with Chinese toon and stopped to

has tender shoots now, ready

Su Nanzhi had her nails done again, and they were as beautiful as ever,

“Mm.”

Shang probably did, since he even

similar to mine,” Ms. Su Nanzhi had recently taken on a new role that required her to gain weight, and she looked radiantly plump, a beauty that even time

Then why plant it?

Changling, “The tree was planted by Xie Shang’s grandmother the year he was born. The old lady was superstitious, saying it had a good omen

I see.

stood by the second-floor window, reaching her hand outside, on her

a waist-hugging embrace, and Xie Shang pulled her back,

manage to pick any Chinese toon; instead, Wen

Shang, you are so

didn’t understand,

Xie Shang has planted one for Wen Changling; both the grandparent and grandchild were superstitious. Wen Changling stepped in the shadow of the tree before

mother and Mr. Liang register their marriage?”

“Before the new year.”