He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

Chapter 117 - 117 111 Changling dressed up and attended the event

?Chapter 117: 111: Changling dressed up and attended the event, stunning everyone (first update) Chapter 117: 111: Changling dressed up and attended the event, stunning everyone (first update) The Dihong Group had booked the entire resort hotel, and now it was ten minutes to seven, with the anniversary gala about to begin in ten minutes.

Dihong is a high-end private hospital that primarily serves the affluent and elite, so the anniversary celebration isn’t your run-of-the-mill affair; it’s not open to all medical staff, with only a few attendance slots allotted per department.

Those who were acquainted privately had agreed to meet up, and with a few still on their way, everyone was waiting outside the hotel.

“Is that…” Dr. Zhang’s mouth hung open like someone who hadn’t seen much of the world, “Wen Changling?!”

Everyone looked in that direction.

In a crowd, red is the most eye-catching color.

The same goes for a beautiful woman.

Long curly hair, a slim waist, metallic tassel earrings, fair and slender legs, and red high heels embedded with white pearls—none of these traits could be linked to the ordinarily dowdy Wen Changling.

Dr. Li began to doubt his own eyes: “Could it be, Wen Changling is that beautiful?”

Wasn’t Wen Changling terribly nearsighted?

“It’s definitely Wen Changling.” After the last private room incident, Ho Ye had become a bit closer to Wen Changling, so she was sure of her identification, “Xie Shang is there too, if not her, then who else could it be?”

Xie Shang, donning a suit matched with a red and black tie, stood beside the lady in the red dress—Wen Changling. He was looking down, his face turned towards Wen, listening to her speak.

From a distance, Wen Changling seemed to glow amidst the crowd.

Dr. Zhang exclaimed in awe, “She’s actually so beautiful, I never noticed before.”

Today, Dr. Zhang’s companion was his girlfriend, who pinched his ear, “Have you had your fill of looking?”

“Enough, enough.”

Dr. Zhang, his ear grasped by his girlfriend, was the first to enter.

Among the few people remaining, someone muttered in a mocking tone, “Sure knows how to put on a show.”

Ho Ye rolled her eyes—clearly, she was the one who had arranged the meetup, didn’t they know how much she loathed Qiao Yi?

She couldn’t stand it, not one bit.

“Seriously, are you sick in the head? Can’t you stand seeing someone naturally prettier than what you’ve had surgically enhanced to be?”

Qiao Yi’s plastic surgery was no secret at the hospital; everyone was aware of her past appearance, yet Qiao Yi denied it, claiming she had only had her teeth done.

Can a tooth extraction turn an A into a C?

Ho Ye’s gaze swept over Qiao Yi’s chest.

Qiao Yi’s face flushed with anger: “You’re the one who’s sick.”

Ho Ye spread her hands: “Right, I suffer from idiocy intolerance.”

“…”

Qiao Yi, calling Ho Ye crazy, headed inside with her companion.

Feeling like she had won this round, Ho Ye strode with an air of confidence, her walk full of swagger, heading towards the hotel. Suddenly, she stopped, clutching her chest and bending over.

Her companion asked why she had stopped.

She waved her hand away: “Go on in without me.”

After her companion entered, and once she didn’t see any other familiar female colleagues around, she waved at Wen Changling from a distance.

“Changling.”

Wen Changling came over.

“Can you help me?” Ho Ye whispered into Wen Changling’s ear to explain the situation.

She nodded and said to Xie Shang, “Go ahead, I’ll join you soon.”

Xie Shang, guessing it was a women’s issue, went ahead but didn’t go far, waiting at the fountain plaza outside the gala venue.

Once inside the restroom, Ho Ye started to complain, “I knew I shouldn’t have skimped and bought this dress, the straps are so easily loosened.”

The dress was fine in all other respects, save for the back’s lace-up design akin to an old-fashioned wedding dress, that was not only constrictive but also slippery, constantly sliding down.

Wen Changling entered the cubicle with Ho Ye and began to adjust her dress.

This year’s Dihong anniversary had invited many people both from within and outside the industry, including some partners and VIPs who had records built with the hospital.

The open-air plaza was bustling with people. A group of youngsters arrived together, led by the little grandson of the Great Zheng Family, the host of the evening, Zheng Lvqiao.

Zheng Lvqiao suddenly stopped, “Xie Shang?”

To Zheng Lvqiao’s surprise, Xie Shang didn’t have much to do with their family; not to mention the Dihong anniversary, even KE’s own celebration could hardly entice Xie Shang to attend, who had the influence to invite him? Zheng Lvqiao went up to greet him, “Is that really you? Why aren’t you going in?”

Xie Shang had met Zheng Lvqiao a few times but wasn’t well-acquainted.

“Waiting for someone.”

“Waiting for who? Did Gu Yihuan come too?”

Zheng Lvqiao was quite friendly with Gu Yihuan.

Amid the rise and fall of the fountain in the background, with lights underneath shifting from blue to purple in a moment, Xie Shang stood by the misty fountain, his side profile becoming quite distinct in the illuminated ambiance.

“Waiting for my girlfriend,” he glanced toward the distance, “She’s a nurse at Dihong, I’m here with her today.”

Zheng Lvqiao was taken by surprise at Xie Shang’s explanation, remarking, “Then take your time.”

He and his friends moved towards the inner area of the gala.

Once they were distant, one of the friends began to discuss, “Xie Shang actually has a girlfriend, and here I thought it was all rumors.” After the welcoming banquet for Guan Qingyu, the news that Xie Shang wasn’t single spread in their intersecting circles.

It wasn’t that everyone was nosy; it was just that Xie Shang was a rather peculiar existence.

Xie Shang’s family ran a law firm with operations spanning domestic and international cases, such that almost every family with some assets needed legal or compliance services, which often led to some interaction with the Xie family.

If they were about the same age as Xie Shang, they would invariably hear his name from their elders at home, whether as a positive example for being the province’s top science student or as a negative example for getting into fights, racing cars, risking his life at Underwater World, mixing fragrances, or opening a pawnshop.

Walking at the forefront with his hands in his pockets, Zheng Lvqiao commented, “What’s so strange about that? Xie Shang is a man, and there’s no man who doesn’t seek female company. If he doesn’t for the time being, it just means he hasn’t met the right flavor yet.”

Another friend chimed in, “I’ve heard Xie Shang’s girlfriend is quite ordinary-looking, just an average woman.”

Some were astonished, “Really? With Xie Shang’s standards, what kind of woman couldn’t he pick?”

Zheng Lvqiao, with arms crossed, stood still, “I’m curious to see just how ‘average’ she is.”