He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

Chapter 143 - 143 137 Changling is Sixings senior sister a talented

?Chapter 143: 137: Changling is Sixing’s senior sister, a talented young girl in the world of physics (second update) Chapter 143: 137: Changling is Sixing’s senior sister, a talented young girl in the world of physics (second update) “Mrs. Xiao Zhou?” Fu Ying looked at him, her eyes treating him as if he were a pile of garbage, “You think you’re worthy?”

Zhou Sheng’s face instantly changed color.

“Tough words, but don’t beg me later.”

He pulled out a syringe and a vial of medication from his pocket, and in front of Fu Ying, he drew the liquid from the vial into the syringe.

“Do you know what this is?” he advanced on Fu Ying with eager eyes, “Even if you’re ruined by them tonight, it will be because you overdosed.”

Fu Ying twisted the doorknob, finding it locked from the outside. The house was full of Zhou family members, and they were all tarred with the same brush; calling out for help would be futile.

In the instant before the needle could touch her skin, she moved behind Zhou Sheng. The drug made her movements slow, and she quickly scanned the room.

There was a cup on the table.

A cup could be a weapon, and with her last breath, she could slit Zhou Sheng’s throat.

Of course, she didn’t need to slit his throat.

“You don’t even know to close the window, fool.”

No sooner had she spoken than she stepped onto a chair and, before Zhou Sheng could reach out to grab her, mustered all her strength and leaped out the window with force.

This was the third floor.

Below the window of this room, less than a meter ahead, was a deep swimming pool. With a splash, the huge water disturbance caught the attention of everyone in the hall.

But no one approached.

It might have been half a minute before the person in the water finally surfaced, her disheveled hair covering half her face. She struggled to swim to the edge, her shoes gone, and she climbed out in a sorry state, brushing back her wet hair, glanced at the crowd, then turned away, barefoot and determined to leave.

Chen Baishi was stationed at the door, and seeing her come out drenched, he immediately approached her.

“Madam.”

She was nearly unable to stand and grabbed at Chen Baishi’s clothes. In this house, she trusted no one, including Chen Baishi, but he was her only option.

“Take me back to Yue Willow Residence.”

Chen Baishi asked nothing and simply picked up Fu Ying and got into the car.

The car sped away, all the windows down, but the wind that blew in still couldn’t keep Fu Ying awake; she had to cut her palm with the sharp edge of a bracelet.

A thousand ants gnawing at her heart, gradually destroying her will.

Yue Willow Residence was Fu Ying’s private home. For the first time, Chen Baishi didn’t wait outside; he followed her in, and Fu Ying couldn’t stop him, as she even had difficulty walking.

Chen Baishi reached out several times to help her.

Each time, she yelled at him to get lost.

She staggered to the kitchen, took out all the ice cubes from the freezer, and with the support of the wall, made it to the bathroom, where she dumped the ice into the bathtub and filled it with cold water.

She was burning up; her body felt like it was being roasted, and she desperately needed to cool down.

Chen Baishi came over to stop her, “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

She cast off his hand forcefully, her eyes already red with torment and her rationality hanging by a thread, “Get the hell away from me.”

Without a care that he was still there, she started stripping.

Chen Baishi immediately turned his back.

“We need to go to the hospital,” he said.

There was only the sound of water behind him.

Fu Ying took off her blouse and lay down in the bathtub, the ice water opening all her pores at once, and in that moment, her sense of touch was nearly numb.

Chen Baishi stood with his back turned, not making a move to leave, just waiting there, muscles tense on his arms. The bathroom wasn’t small, but due to his stature, it felt cramped, and with his keen hearing, he could hear the water, he could hear her breathing, slowly steadying from hurried gasps, water overflowing, soaking the soles of his leather shoes.

Time passed like this.

“Madam.”

No response.

Chen Baishi turned around quickly and saw Fu Ying lying motionless in the white bathtub, her eyes tightly closed.

He approached, knelt beside the tub, and cautiously checked her carotid pulse, it was still beating.

“Fu Mingyue.”

“Fu Mingyue.”

Fu Mingyue.

It had been a long time since anyone had called her by that name.

She opened her eyes and saw Chen Baishi’s face, “You’ve gotten a lot darker than before,” she said, her eyes moistening.

“This won’t do, we must go to the hospital.”

Chen Baishi took off his jacket, covered Fu Ying with it, and lifted her out of the bathtub. Water dripped everywhere, soaking his shirt as well.

He placed her on the bed, wrapped her tightly in the blanket, and immediately called emergency services.

“This is—”
Before he could finish, Fu Ying snatched the phone away, hung up, threw the phone onto the floor, and grabbed his hand. She looked at him with eyes that had cried, pleading.

“Chen Baishi, help me.”

Her body, chilled from the icy water, still hadn’t warmed up. She felt cold all over, ants gnawing at her sanity, itchiness and discomfort everywhere. Her hair was still dripping, and she was only wearing her underwear; his coat had long since slipped off to one side.

What caught his eye was her dazzling whiteness.

“Hold me.”

Two words, light and soft, yet commanding.

Chen Baishi sat like a statue, not moving an inch: “You are not in your right mind now.”

Still, she repeated those same two words: “Hold me.”

Chen Baishi held her.

She tore open his tie and shirt. At first, he didn’t move, until her icy fingers touched his back. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Seconds later, he opened his eyes, kissed her, and while holding her waist, drew her deeper into his embrace.

“Chen Baishi,” she scratched his skin and trembled with her eyes closed, “don’t betray me.”

“All right.”

An Alabay loyal as a wolfhound, never betraying its master.

In the middle of the night, Fu Ying developed a fever. Chen Baishi found a private clinic, had the doctor come with medication, and administered an IV and took her blood.

At eight in the morning, Fu Ying still hadn’t woken up when Zhou Sheng’s call came through to Chen Baishi’s phone.

He stepped out to answer: “Mr. Zhou.”

Zhou Sheng’s tone was mocking, yet seemingly unsurprised: “You slept with Fu Ying?”

“Yes.”

“At least you’re honest.” Zhou Sheng had known since the previous night that it was Chen Baishi who had taken Fu Ying away. “That’s fine, you just stay by her side. Once the will is found, I won’t leave you unrewarded.”

Zhou Sheng had sponsored Chen Baishi during his studies. Initially, when Chen Baishi came to the Zhou family, it was under the guise of expressing gratitude.

*****
The persistent rain lasted two days before giving way to clear skies again.

The autumn heatwave arrived, setting fires everywhere, and it got hot once more.

Wen Changling had worked the night shift and slept until noon. In the afternoon, he busied himself in the yard, turning over the fresh soil by a bucket of water, a dipper, and a hoe.

Xie Shang came over: “What are you planting?”

She squatted on the ground, digging holes: “Radishes.”

Sprinkling seeds and watering them, she seemed quite adept at the task.

“Do you like radishes?”

She shook her head: “I think I have a talent for gardening.” The land would be idle otherwise, and if she could successfully grow watermelons, surely she could do the same with radishes.

Xie Shang took Wen Changling’s word for it: “Mm, you do have a talent.” He asked casually, “What was your favorite subject in school?”

“Physics.”

“Then why did you study nursing?”

To get back at Zheng Lvhong. Wen Changling, with his head down, said, “Because I stopped liking physics later on.” That was also true.

After taking over Fu Ying’s pawn business, Xie Shang had looked into Wen Changling’s background, but not in great detail.

At the age of twelve, he won the national physics competition gold medal.

At fourteen, he won the gold medal at the International Junior Physics Olympiad.

At sixteen, he received the Huang Youkun Scholarship and went to Chevalier to study physics at Kim Chowton University.

At eighteen, he dropped out.

At twenty, he returned to China to pursue a degree in nursing.

At twenty-three, he was employed at Dihong Hospital’s oncology surgery department.

But there was one thing Xie Shang didn’t know.

The foreign Chinese physicist Huang Youkun had mentored two students with imperial citizenship, one was Wen Changling, the other was Xie Shang’s acquaintance, Guan Sixing.