He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 307: 300: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 1 Chapter 307: 300: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 1 The founder of Pamdow, Pang Minde, had two sons and a daughter, with the eldest son, Pang Yuanzong, having gotten himself entangled in romantic debts when he was young. Pang Zijin, the illegitimate daughter of Pang Yuanzong, ranked third among the grandchildren of the Pang family. Her biological mother passed away early, and her father did not care for her.

Pang Yuanzong’s legitimate wife, Li Huailan, citing the better quality of education resources abroad, sent Pang Zijin out of the country. She was fourteen then, still at an age to be easily molded by others. Upon her arrival in Chevalier, the nanny meant to „look after” her ran off with her year’s living expenses. She sold everything she could and made it through that year.

Why didn’t she call home? Because the only number she could get through to was that of Pang Yuanzong’s assistant. That assistant was drawing two salaries, one from Pang Yuanzong and another from Li Huailan.

At fifteen, a white boy said he liked her, and afterwards, she inexplicably became the target of a group of girls. She swore she hadn’t even remembered the boy’s name, because it was too long.

At sixteen, she made a friend who said she had something great to share with her. When she visited her friend’s home, she saw several drugged-up men and women lying haphazardly on the floor. She ran away after blowing up the microwave with a lighter.

At seventeen, she was robbed, falsely accused of theft, locked in an equipment room, and had her face slapped for photos. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she finally got through to Pang Yuanzong’s phone and asked if she could return home. Pang Yuanzong said, „Your mother is doing this for your own good. Don’t pick up bad habits out there.”

Mom?

Her mother had long been dead. She didn’t believe all this was mere coincidence; someone didn’t want her to live well, didn’t want her to live at all. She had thought about ending it all, and only started to seriously consider it after she met another person on the top floor of the library who also seemed to be contemplating the same thing.

„How about we both don’t jump today?”

„Alright.”

Wen Changling was the second benefactor she had met; the first had been Gu Yihuan.

Though she had been cursed as a loss by her own mother from a young age, and almost killed by her stepmother, her fate was not too harsh. Half a year later, when she was being pinned against a wall and forcibly injected with a restricted substance, she encountered Wen Changling, her benefactor, again.

“If you want to transfer schools, I can help you.”

There were no rainbow clouds, but in that moment, Pang Zijin truly felt she had met a hero.

“Thank you for helping me.”

Wen Changling was also honest, „You’ll have to repay it.”

“I remember.”

changed schools, changed her number, and cut off all contact with

(Pang’s) was a domestic brand founded by Pang Minde, starting from textiles but later developing into fragrances and

that had caught everyone’s attention in recent years. During Pang Zijin’s years abroad, Noon Ferry had been surpassing Pamdow in perfume sales. Pang Shifang, the eldest son and grandson of the Pang family, was in charge

Zijin was friends with Landry. It was only when she returned to the

joined the company, it was said that Li Huailan was

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activity as the owner took to

in from the outside. In the dim light, one could vaguely see her bright eyes and white teeth, her long

Nick waved, “She’s here.”

and revealed a black

color of off-white leather complimented her skin, and her fishtail pencil skirt accentuated her figure just right. Her only jewelry

Elegant, knowledgeable.

she

previously, and she poured a

shifted, and the band took the stage. The drummer showcased a brief solo, and after a flourish, the vocalist stepped to the

and had a

willful energy, completely indifferent to the life or death of the audience’s eardrums. Some guests were

pushed the half-finished bottle of wine toward him, “keep it for next time,” she said, picking up the coat

raised his

bartender not far away excitedly shouted, “Tonight’s bill is

erupted

Third Master was none other than

Yihuan’s bar, otherwise, with his singing ability and his disposition which was not at all suited for business, the bar would have gone

bit of money was nothing; it was her motivation

at the bar, and Nick was always curious about her: “Do you and

gentle, but when she laughed, she resembled a fox, as if she had a thousand

had never told anyone her name. Once a man tried to hit on her, bragging when he was drunk, “The guys on the street call

I happen to be the third

how the nickname “Third Master” came