He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

Chapter 92 - 92 090 Miss Wen takes the initiative to coax (First

?Chapter 92: 090: Miss Wen takes the initiative to coax (First update) Chapter 92: 090: Miss Wen takes the initiative to coax (First update) Granny Zhu said not to throw away the cardboard boxes from deliveries, nor the plastic bottles. Bind them up and leave them at the doorway; Grandma Lin would come to collect them early every day.

Wen Changling bagged the cardboard boxes and placed them against the wall.

A car was parked in the distance, its body black. It was too far to see the license plate clearly, and Wen Changling was about to walk closer to take a look.

Granny Zhu called her from inside the house, “Changling, come here for a moment.”

“Coming.”

Wen Changling went back into the house.

The gate was not closed, and Huahua ran out. It made its way to the black car and began to paw at the car door.

“Meow.”

The car door opened, and Huahua jumped into the car.

Xie Shang originally planned to return to Jade Curtain Garden but for some reason ended up here. He had been doing a lot of inexplicable things these past few days. Gu Kaiyun talked to him about traditional Chinese medical symptoms yesterday, mentioning that some illnesses, if suppressed for too long, would erupt violently when they broke out.

“Meow.”

Xie Shang picked up the cat and placed it on the passenger seat.

The cat was very well-behaved, lying down to groom its fur.

He began to do something inexplicable again. He asked the cat, “Is Miss Wen doing well these days?”

“Meow.”

“Does Miss Wen still cry?”

“Meow.”

“Has Miss Wen gotten lost again?”

“Meow.”

Xie Shang felt that he was sick.

Huahua watched Xie Shang with its differently colored pupils.

He stroked the cat’s head, his movement gentle, “Tell Miss Wen, I’m not doing well.”

Isn’t she his girlfriend? She should show some responsibility, right?

Two days without contact, not even a phone call. Who was it that said she would be good to him? Miss Wen truly has a heart of stone, even less compassionate than this calico cat.

Xie Shang opened the car door, letting the calico cat go back to “deliver the message.”

“Off you go.”

Huahua looked back three times with every step as it made its way home, running into the kitchen.

Wen Changling was tending to the fire for Granny Zhu. She wasn’t very good at it, only daring to add bits of firewood a little at a time, not daring to leave the stove side.

Huahua ran over to rub against Wen Changling’s leg, “Meow.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Meow.”

Wen Changling petted it, “Be good.”

Be good.

Miss Wen likes the well-behaved ones.

*****
Dihong Hospital.

Guan Sixing had a slight fracture in his left ankle and was in a cast.

Jhiang Youyou supported him as they went to the ward, “Sorry for getting you injured.”

“It’s okay.”

Guan Sixing walked very slowly, not used to using crutches, and left them to one side.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” he said seriously, “It’s that guy who is sick.”

Jhiang Youyou adjusted a black flower on the strap over her shoulder. She was as beautiful and confident as the black swan she wore around her neck, smiling radiantly, “I know, there’s nothing wrong with being beautiful.”

She was very beautiful.

Guan Sixing thought she was even more beautiful than the planet he named.

“I’ve arranged for you to be admitted. Do you want to contact your family?”

He shook his head, “They are all very busy.”

His father had recently been pressured by his mother to make money. He was truly busy.

“Then I’ll hire a caregiver for you.”

“Alright.”

While waiting for the caregiver, Guan Sixing sat on the hospital bed and Jhiang Youyou peeled an apple. The apple was a gift from the patient in the next bed. Jhiang Youyou probably had never peeled an apple before; the apple was almost peeled to the core, but she did it with concentration.

The caregiver arrived.

Jhiang Youyou cut the remaining apple flesh into small pieces and placed them on the bedside table, “Then I’m heading back.”

Guan Sixing took off his glasses. His pupils were very dark, and it was rare for an adult’s eyes to be so clear, without a speck of impurity, “Will you come tomorrow?”

He seemed not to hide his feelings at all.

Did he know that it would be easy for a fickle woman to get bad ideas with him being so open?

Jhiang Youyou considered herself such a woman, but she still had a bit of conscience, “I’ll come. I work at this hospital.” She turned her head to instruct the caregiver before leaving, “I’m off.”

Guan Sixing leaned forward to see her off, “Hmm.”

She left.

Guan Sixing sat and ate the apple, his mouth continuously curved in happiness, propping his cast-encased left foot on a pillow, unable to help wiggling it slightly. If he had a tail, it certainly would be wagging.

Gu Yihuan’s call came through.

“You’re saying, were you intentionally trying to get hit?”

Guan Sixing, biting into a crunchy apple, felt cheerful, “I wasn’t.”

“You were.”

“I wasn’t.”

“You were.”

“I wasn’t.”

Gu Yihuan: “…”

Forget it.

So it’s settled then.

Gu Yihuan asked, “What’s with Wang Shanxi?”

Since Guan Sixing was in a good mood, he was willing to share, “She has a thing for college students.”

“That doesn’t mean she should deceive people.”

“She was the first to admit her mistake.”

Gu Yihuan wasn’t well-versed in matters of men and women, unable to judge, but he had some advice he must give, “It’s fine to date, but don’t rush into sexual relations.” He, a man in his early twenties, suddenly sounded like an old father, “And if it really does come to that, you must take precautions.”

Gu Yihuan finally understood how his mother felt, it was that heavy-hearted feeling of one’s child growing up and ready to fly out of the nest, “Do you know how to use condoms? Has your dad ever taught you?”

“Gu Yihuan, you’re sick.”

Guan Sixing hung up the phone, his ears turning beet red.

The scorching summer days passed by in an instant, and according to Granny Zhu, this year was hotter than the previous ones.

Wen Changling had the night shift at the hospital the night before, and she was off today. For breakfast, she went to a rice noodle shop and ran into Sister Tao.

“Changling, why haven’t we seen Boss Xie these past few days?”

Wen Changling sipped her soup with a spoon, her lashes fluttering slightly; she looked like she was troubled, “He’s busy.”

That day at the hospital, Xie Shang mentioned he would be busy these few days.

“Busy with what?”

“I don’t know,” Wen Changling disliked prying.

Sister Tao was worried for her, “Did you guys have a fight?”

Her expression turned forlorn, “No fight.”

But Xie Shang seemed to be angry with her; he seemed unwilling to pay her any attention.

“This won’t do,” Sister Tao earnestly advised, “If you still want to be with Boss Xie, you can’t ignore him like that. I don’t need to say much about his desirability; he’s bound to be popular outside. If you don’t keep a close eye on him, what if someone else snatches him away?”

Wen Changling spoke gently and was refined even when eating, “If he can be snatched away, then I don’t need him.”

“…”

Sister Tao once thought Wen Changling was the kind of gentle and soft girl who’d be compliant and sweetly cling to her partner, but now she felt it wasn’t so.

“Do you still want to date him?”

Wen Changling nodded honestly, “I do.”

“Then you’d better grasp the opportunity.”

Wen Changling realized belatedly that it had been five days since she last saw Xie Shang. She had made a phone call the night before last, but Xie Shang didn’t answer.

In her contacts, the name saved for Xie Shang was: A Boss Xie.

Boss Xie didn’t answer her calls again.

In the afternoon, Wen Changling made a trip to Aoting Bar. At this time, the bar had no customers yet, and the bartender was polishing glasses at the counter.

Wen Changling approached: “Hello.” She asked the bartender, “Is your boss here?”

“Do you need something with our boss?”

“Yes, I do.”

The bartender put down what he was doing, “Please wait a moment.”

Jhiang Youyou had told Wen Changling that the owner of this bar was Gu Yihuan. She had come here with Yan Cong before for fun, and had also seen Xie Shang and Gu Yihuan at the bar.

Gu Yihuan came out.

Wen Changling greeted him first, “Hello, Mr. Gu.”

Gu Yihuan was surprised to see her.

He hadn’t paid close attention before, but Miss Wen’s face was very familiar.

“Mr. Gu.”

Gu Yihuan didn’t dwell on where he had seen that face before, “You’re looking for Fourth Brother, aren’t you?” He still had some conscience left, knowing to come and coax someone. But it wasn’t much of a conscience, only coming now.

Gu Yihuan couldn’t help but scrutinize Miss Wen, whose appearance seemed no different, wondering what sort of ability she had to drive Fourth Brother to the point of daily dependency on sleeping pills.

“Yes,” Wen Changling inquired politely, “Could you tell me where Xie Shang is?”

Xie Shang had just returned from Lileitu the day before. As for now, Gu Yihuan heard his brother mention at noon, “He’s at Wangbei Mountain.”

The mountainous racetrack at Wangbei Mountain had a notorious turn called ‘The Deadly Nine’, a nightmare for many racers.

“Thank you for telling me.”

Wen Changling expressed her thanks, then turned and left the bar.

Xiao Dingzhu appeared from behind, “Who was that?”

Gu Yihuan said, “Fourth Brother’s girlfriend.”

Xiao Dingzhu looked toward the door.

Was Xie Shang’s unusual behavior these days because of her?