He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 295 - 288 At night outdoors inside a car (second watch)

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Chapter 295: 288: At night, outdoors, inside a car (second watch)

Chapter 295: 288: At night, outdoors, inside a car (second watch)

Wen Changling admitted it was indeed the case, “And you, what sort of impression did you have of me?” Before Xie Shang could answer, she threatened a bit cruelly, “If you say you have no impression, I will bite you.”

He had an impression.

Xie Shang still remembered when he was lighting incense for the guests at the Gu Family’s home, she watched from upstairs for a long time but he didn’t know what she was looking at.

At that time, he didn’t understand her, but strangely thought of a type of incense, suitable for her, very much like her. The fragrance was faint, yet it lingered for a long time, hard to remove, and just before it dissipated, that was when the scent was at its strongest. It had a name with a not-so-positive meaning—jiu mu, the jiu mu that implied imminent decay and death.

Xie Shang didn’t say this part.

“It was raining at the time, I was holding an umbrella, I couldn’t see your face clearly, only your hands, and I thought your wrists were so slender that with my strength, it would be very easy to break the bones.”

Such vulnerable bones, yet she had set her sights on tricking him right from their first encounter.

Miss Wen was truly bold.

“Why would you think that?” Wen Changling said, “You’re so strange.”

“Yes, I am strange.”

It was indeed fragile Miss Wen who, later on, got the better of him, causing him pain, making him cry, and making him now uncontrollably turn his head to gently kiss the bones of her wrist.

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Xie Shang felt it was all preordained, that he was destined to fall into Miss Wen’s hands. Many people asked him why, why it was Wen Changling, why he fell in love with her.

It was hard to say, there were many reasons. He loved the calmness in her eyes when she hid her claws, loved the bold words and blushing ears when she deliberately bewitched and seduced him, loved her soul, as mad as his own, loved her clear-cut goals and sense of right and wrong, loved her delicacy and intelligence, loved how in her youth she fearlessly blocked before her mother with a broom to chase away ill-intentioned people, even loved the way she once did not love him—as long as she was Wen Changling, that was enough, the three characters of Wen Changling had mysteriously taken root in him since his youth, from hatred to love, it was a matter of time.

He continued to kiss her hand.

“That tickles.”

Wen Changling pushed him away, “Stop kissing.”

Xie Shang stopped.

He found it strange, the person he was wouldn’t embrace and kiss her in a car in the past with this posture that could easily be misunderstood and criticized. It wasn’t that he was particularly upright—he had never been upright—it was just that his higher education didn’t permit him to let a lady be subjected to any potential criticism because of him.

Park-side at night, in a car, a man and a woman intimately together, too much space for speculation.

Xie Shang still had his wits about him, “Changling, sit back.”

Wen Changling held on even tighter, her legs twining, her posture even more suggestively rubbing against Xie Shang’s neck. She wasn’t afraid at all—in the past, she’d even dared to make a bomb herself.

“The Gu Family home is beautiful.”

“Like it?”

“Yes.” Wen Changling found sitting uncomfortable, fidgeting on his lap searching for a better position, “The residence is very expensive, and you look really pricey too.”

“Want to own it?”

“The residence?”

Her drunken words met with his response sentence by sentence, “Yes.”

“Don’t want it, it’s too big, needs a lot of people to manage it.”

Just this afternoon, she had seen more than a dozen domestic staff, responsible for cooking, cleaning, garden work, and horse training.

Yes, the Gu Family even kept horses.

She was not short of money, yet still couldn’t imagine just how much wealth those at the top of the pyramid had amassed. She knew the Xie Family’s residence was also near Flower Chamber Hall, close to the Gu Family’s.

So, Xie Shang was truly very expensive.

She couldn’t help but stroke his body; at this moment, those violent, greedy, destructive factors reached their peak, “I don’t want the residence, I just want to have you.”

Xie Shang tilted his head back slightly, as he was made to feel intolerable, his body temperature rising, “You already have me.” He felt helpless, grabbing her hand but not too firmly, “Changling.”

“But you just wouldn’t let me hold you, even told me to get down.”

“My mistake.”

Xie Shang released her hand, let her do as she pleased, and outdoor considerations didn’t matter anymore. Miss Wen was still on medication, he had to be more cooperative with her. Regardless of how others might speculate, he only wanted to make the happy Miss Wen even happier today.

Wen Changling lay on Xie Shang’s body, rubbing against him for a bit, then raised her face, “Then kiss me as a way to coax me.”

Xie Shang lowered the seat a notch and began kissing her. Freeing one hand, he opened the car window, notifying any passerby that he was kissing his girlfriend, *but only* kissing her.

Less than ten meters away, by the artificial lake, someone was watching—gardeners from the Gu Family, Xiao Xia and Xiao Yin. Xiao Yin still couldn’t resist walking over.

Xiao Xia thought she was crazy, “What are you doing? You’re going over there?”

“I need to remind them.”

This was in the open.

“Do you not understand limits?”

“It’s that Miss Wen who doesn’t understand limits.”

Xiao Yin was a postgraduate, a professional landscape designer, and she had only deigned to work as a domestic for the Gu Family because of the high salary they offered. She was undoubtedly proud, and ambitious.

Xiao Xia knew all about Xiao Yin’s thoughts, “Miss Wen is Mr. Xie’s girlfriend. You being jealous won’t help.”

Mr. Xie was still kissing Miss Wen.

Xiao Yin even saw that the inappropriate Miss Wen had slipped her hand inside Mr. Xie’s shirt, and Mr. Xie had not made any moves to refuse her.

He was such an educated man, yet he was so partial to Miss Wen. All the halos others saw around him were, at this moment, entirely bestowed upon Miss Wen.