He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

Chapter 76 - 76 075 Accidentally Broke the Aphrodisiac Fragrance

?Chapter 76: 075: Accidentally Broke the Aphrodisiac Fragrance (Second Update) Chapter 76: 075: Accidentally Broke the Aphrodisiac Fragrance (Second Update) “The vase he smashed should be enough for him to serve a few years in prison.”

The father and son from the Chen Family were stunned into silence.

“Pull up the surveillance footage.” Moreover, Xie Shang remained calm, “Collect these shards and take them for appraisal.”

Zhang Xiaoming: “Okay, boss.”

Zhang Xiaoming thought to himself, the boss was truly a cultured person who had read many books; if it were a rough person like himself, he would just roll up his sleeves and get physical. Seeing the terrified look on the faces of the troublemaking father and son was truly satisfying.

Chen Fugui, who had lost his previous arrogance, stuttered, “It, it’s just a vase.”

Xie Shang hummed in acknowledgment, indicating he understood, “Go tell that to the judge.”

The father and son from the Chen Family were now rendered speechless.

Then Xie Shang contacted his lawyer, briefly outlined the situation over the phone, and sent over the pawnshop contract regulations and signed documents.

The policemen on the scene were all dumbfounded.

Xie Shang hung up the phone: “Isn’t a statement required?”

The police dared not procrastinate: “Yes, it is needed.”

Monitoring surveillance, collecting evidence, and assisting with the provision of the vase’s appraisal report—all procedures were carried out methodically.

This was the work of an expert.

The father and son from the Chen Family could only wail.

But wailing was of no use. The vase Chen Fugui had smashed was an antique, a several-hundred-year-old piece not even available at auction houses, with immense value. Deliberately destroying someone else’s property and also with intent to injure, it was time for an investigation, and where necessary, detention. They had kicked an iron plate and could only rue their bad luck.

After the father and son from the Chen Family were taken away, the crowd that had gathered to watch the commotion at the pawnshop’s entrance slowly dispersed.

Zhang Xiaoming went to the appraisal office, and Qian Zhouzhou hung a ‘Temporarily Closed’ sign at the entrance. Wen Changling was still waiting in the room, while Xie Shang went to get the medicine.

She was looking at the perfumes in Xie Shang’s cabinet.

When Xie Shang entered, she asked, “Did you craft all the perfumes in here?”

“Mhm.”

Inside the cabinet, there were also various perfume crafting tools that Wen Changling didn’t recognize, some Incense Boxes, and Agarwood packed in tin containers.

Wen Changling was very interested, “May I open them to have a look?”

“You may.”

She opened the glass door of the cabinet.

As soon as she reached in, she noticed that the temperature inside was lower than the room temperature.

Xie Shang explained, “Some fragrances need to be preserved at low temperatures.”

How magical.

“Can I smell them?”

Xie Shang nodded, “If you like anything, you can take it.”

Wen Changling picked up a tin container, opened it to smell, and her gaze was then captured by a strangely shaped perfume bottle placed high up. She had to stand on tiptoes to reach it, she took it down, “This bottle is pretty.” It was like the ghost lights she had seen before.

She opened it, wanting to smell the scent.

Xie Shang stopped her, “You can’t smell this one, but you can smell the others.”

The liquid inside was a clear, crystalline blue, not entirely, as when shaken, the blue would fade slightly, revealing a misty, subtler green hue.

Noon Ferry’s perfumes were quite famous, for their distinct bottles as well as their colors.

Filled with curiosity about the unknown, Wen Changling asked, “What’s different about this bottle?”

“Come over here first and apply the medicine.”

Wen Changling temporarily placed the perfume bottle on Xie Shang’s square solid wood long table, where he read his books.

Xie Shang cleaned his hands.

She leaned against the table, “I can do it myself.”

“Can you see it?”

The spot where she had bumped herself was on the back, and even if she applied it herself, it meant being “partially undressed.” After thinking for a moment, she moved to sit on the adjacent long bench, placed her hands on the table, in a half-leaning posture.

Xie Shang sat on the other side of the long bench, and his hand just touched her clothes.

She instinctively reached for his hand.

He stopped, “If you mind, I can have Zhouzhou come over.”

Since they started dating, they hadn’t had much physical intimacy, just hugging and holding hands, and that was all. Wen Changling took time to warm up, and Xie Shang was also not in a hurry, all according to her pace.

She still held Xie Shang’s hand, without letting go, and shook her head.

“I don’t mind, I’m just not used to it.”

She gave herself a few seconds to adapt and then released his hand, turned her back, and lay back down, leaving her back to Xie Shang.

Xie Shang lifted her shirt to the injured spot, going no further up.

The air conditioning in the room was on, with the temperature neither cold nor hot, just right. Wen Changling laid on her side facing Xie Shang, unable to see his face, which made her feel less embarrassed.

“Do you always keep medicine at your place?”

“The one you used last time, I asked Kaiyun, it can be used.”

Xie Shang placed his palm on the bruised area on her waist.

She shivered slightly.

Xie Shang stopped his hand, “Does it hurt?”

“It’s very itchy.”

Wen Changling was very sensitive to itchiness.

Xie Shang slowed down his movements, his palm warm, “I’ll be gentler.”

But even being gentler was ticklish.

She couldn’t control herself, every touch made her flinch.

The spot where she was injured was on her lower back, but the bruise had spread widely because as she moved, Xie Shang’s fingers would accidentally touch beneath her clothes.

The inner garments of a girl showed clear traces.

Xie Shang’s fingers curled slightly, avoiding contact, “Don’t move.”

“Oh.”

Her mouth agreed, but her body was honest, still flinching at every touch.

Because she kept moving, the lifted clothes slipped off, covering Xie Shang’s arm, light streaming in, the contour of her waist faintly visible under the thin fabric, Xie Shang’s hand underneath the clothes, slightly raised.

She didn’t realize how ambiguous this was.

Xie Shang lifted the clothes again, took his hand away, poured another medicine, warmed it in his hands, then applied it with his palm, making his movements as light as possible.

“Changling.”

“Hmm.”

He suddenly asked, “Did you deliberately press down on that old man’s leg?”

Wen Changling turned around, too abruptly, her elbow accidentally hitting the perfume bottle on the long table; the bottom of the bottle slid across the table, fell to the floor, and after a loud crash, liquid splashed in all directions.

She looked down to see, the beautiful bottle shattered into pieces.

She immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, I broke your stuff.”

“It’s alright.” Xie Shang repeated the earlier question, “Was it deliberate?”

Wen Changling looked up into Xie Shang’s eyes, “Yes.”

She guessed that her expression at the time must have been very cruel.

“It was caught on camera, but it’s been dealt with.” Xie Shang tidied up her clothes, covering the medicinal alcohol bottle, “Still, be more cautious next time.”

Wen Changling couldn’t understand his attitude, no blame and not delving deeper, just casually bringing it up, casually passing over it.

“Do you think I’m heartless?”

Xie Shang didn’t answer.

Wen Changling honestly analyzed herself, “Xie Shang, I’m not a good person, you’re mistaken about me.”

“I’m not mistaken.”

From the beginning, Xie Shang knew that Wen Changling had fangs and claws, schemes and secrets.

The topic was put aside for now.

Suddenly, Wen Changling noticed, “How come this perfume has no scent?”

The crystal-blue liquid dyed the wooden floor a faint, clean color.

Xie Shang said, “Wait a bit and it will.”

That bottle of perfume contained Lian Ningsu, which could chemically react with the oxygen in the air.

Wen Changling waited a while.

“There it is.”

The scent emerged.

Wen Changling sniffed with her head tilted back, “It smells like lime.”

She liked the scent.

An entire bottle of perfume had been spilled, yet the fragrance was not overwhelming, only noticeable upon close sniffing. But its base note was strange, a sharp contrast, almost causing a burning sensation in the throat.

She turned and saw, “Xie Shang, your ears are red from the sun.”

The midday summer sunlight was harsh; she reached out to draw the curtains closed.

Xie Shang caught her hand, “It’s not from the sun.”

“Hmm?”

His voice was quiet, with a hint of helplessness, “Changling, this bottle contained an aphrodisiac fragrance.”

Wen Changling turned around blankly.