He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 279 - 272 Xie Shang wants to get married Miss Wen does
Chapter 279: 272: Xie Shang wants to get married, Miss Wen does not (first update)
Chapter 279: 272: Xie Shang wants to get married, Miss Wen does not (first update)
On the evening of January 28, Ms. Su Nanzhi won the Best Actress Award at the Golden Scales Awards for the film “Golden Beauty”. The news was trending for two days.
The celebration banquet was held on the 30th at South Building, and Su Nanzhi only invited some close personal friends and colleagues.
“Is that Xie Shang?”
As soon as Director Wang Qilun arrived, he noticed Xie Shang at the card table. He’s a director who’d been making movies for decades, with a sharp eye always subconsciously “casting”.
Su Nanzhi’s debut was in collaboration with Wang Qilun, who could be considered her discoverer.
Su Nanzhi led her discoverer inside, “You’ve met him before.”
Wang Qilun’s gaze never left Xie Shang’s face, “Last time I saw him, he was just a teenager.” Seeing Xie Shang’s face, Wang Qilun felt an itch to cast him, “His bone structure is great, perfect for the big screen.”
Xie Shang’s face was both righteous and wicked, and Wang Qilun felt he could play the genteel gentleman reciting poetry and making tea in a deep mansion, as well as the treacherous courtier smoking by the West Lake railing.
In any case, it stirred the director’s heart.
Su Nanzhi was somewhat speechless, “Director Wang, can you cure your occupational disease? You even dig for talent in my home.”
“Have you really not considered letting him follow in his mother’s footsteps?” Wang Qilun joked half-seriously, “I just happen to have a great script. If you hand him over to me, I can make him a star.”
“It’s not that I haven’t considered it, but he hasn’t.”
Wang Qilun clicked his tongue in pity.
Xie Shang didn’t have a card-playing addiction, and as soon as the Wan Family arrived, he left the card table to make room. The Wan Family had just happened to be vacationing in the capital, and everyone had come over.
The Wan Family’s little granddaughter Ningning, not yet four years old, had only seen Xie Shang twice yet still recognized him and wanted him to carry her.
“Big brother, I want that.”
With one hand, Xie Shang held the little girl and fetched her two chestnuts.
Before Ningning finished the chestnuts, she wanted an orange.
“Ningning, come down.” Zhai Qiujin went over to pick her up, “Don’t stick to your brother all the time.”
Ningning refused to let go, gripping Xie Shang’s neck, “I won’t.”
“It’s okay, I’ll hold her.”
Xie Shang took the child and sat down by the dining table.
Zhai Wenjin specifically came over to talk to her beloved grandson, “Xingxing.” She had looked for him inside and out, “Why didn’t Miss Wen come? Didn’t you invite her?”
Xie Shang replied to his grandmother, “She’s quite busy.”
“Busy even in the evening?”
Xie Shang kept his head down, peeling an orange for the child, “Her company’s new system just went live recently, so she has a lot to deal with.”
No matter how busy, one still should be able to spare an hour.
Zhai Wenjin knew Xie Shang valued Wen Changling greatly, but she was concerned since he hadn’t yet formally brought her to meet the family. She had heard of the trending topic from old friends and couldn’t help worrying, “Are things going smoothly between you and Miss Wen?”
“Mmm.”
“Then when will you bring her to visit the family? You’ve been dating for a while.” Zhai Wenjin had indirectly inquired with Su Nanzhi, trying to find out if Xie Shang intended to marry. Su Nanzhi’s indication was that Xie Shang did, but it seemed Miss Wen did not.
“You shouldn’t worry about it, I have a clear idea.”
Xie Shang didn’t want to discuss further.
Zhai Wenjin felt he had something on his mind.
Ningning was carried away by her mother; the room got somewhat noisy, and Xie Shang took his cigarettes and lighter outside where Su Beihe was also smoking.
Generally a man of few words, Su Beihe rarely inquired into his nephew’s private life, “I thought you had it all figured out? What are you doing smoking here?”
The house at South Building was a gift from Liang Shuchuan to Su Nanzhi. The southern facade of the ground floor was all glass, beyond which grew all types of flowers and trees that Su Nanzhi liked.
It took seventeen years of Liang Shuchuan’s care to cultivate the garden full of blossoms and trees as seen today.
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Sitting on the sofa in the living room, which faced the south, one could perfectly see the two relatives lighting up cigarettes outside.
“Xie Shang smokes too.” The speaking girl was Zhai Qiujin’s granddaughter, Yu Li, “My grandpa always praises him; I thought he’d ascended to immortality.”
Zhuang Xiaomeng, sitting next to her, agreed, “My dad too.” Zhuang Xiaomeng’s father was an investor in “Golden Beauty”, “He told me to find a boyfriend like Xie Shang in the future.”
There were many elders who didn’t like Xie Shang, but also many who admired him.
“Where would you even find one? Not to mention anything else, there’s no second face like his.”
Zhuang Xiaomeng teased her friend, “You face-junkie.”
Yu Li retorted, “Are you not?”
Well then, pot calling the kettle black.
Munching on snacks, Zhuang Xiaomeng stared out the glass wall, suddenly inspired, “Can you imagine fighting with Xie Shang, his girlfriend, facing that face, would she even dare to be fierce to him?”
Gu Yihuan, sitting on the sofa across them, answered in her heart: She dares.
Miss Wen dares greatly.
It just happened yesterday.
Gu Yihuan and Song Silin, two idlers who had filled their bellies with nothing better to do, were about to go have fun when they were targeted in a scam. The scammers were young guys, and one of them even had accomplices. A young man with all his limbs intact, and yet engaged in scamming? Gu Yihuan and Song Silin ended up fighting with them, and then the police towed their car away. There was a dash cam and a simple police report should have settled the issue, but the two hot-headed fools lacked a single brain of reason between them and turned a scam into a brawl.
Who do you turn to when there’s trouble? Xie Shang.
Xie Shang is a lawyer.
The two hotheads sat in Xie Shang’s car, having erred, they behaved very meekly, heads bowed like quails, docile and compliant.
“Fourth brother, where are we going?”
“Hospital.”
Gu Yihuan was deeply touched, “Fourth bro, you’re really kind, caring about my injury, but it’s just a small wound, no need for a hospital.” Just a little skin was broken.
Nothing serious, the other party got beaten up even worse.
“I’m going to pick up Wen Changling from the hospital.”
“…”
That was a misplaced sentiment.
Xie Shang’s phone automatically connected to the car’s Bluetooth, and when a call came in, it was displayed on the car’s screen.
Gu Yihuan’s eyes sharpened, “Jiang Chengxue?” He immediately leaned forward, sitting up attentively, “Why is he calling you?”
A few months ago, Eastern Automobile had a case of intellectual property rights that went through Xie Shang’s hands. The number had been stored at that time, but there had been no contact since.
Unable to find the Bluetooth earpiece in the glove compartment, Xie Shang directly answered the call.
“Hello?”
The voice on the other end was female, “It’s me.”
Wen Changling!
Gu Yihuan and Song Silin held their breath and exchanged looks.
