He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

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Wen Changling handed over a business card—black background, gold embossed lettering, a VIP card for Ruyi

Pawnshop.

“I'd like to pawn something.”

Xie Shang took her card, “What do you want to pawn?”

She took out a piece of candy from her bag, colorful, the size of a baby’s fist, but it was already broken. It was

the candy Xie Shang had sent to Wind Town for Children’s Day last year.

So it was her, the one from the Wen Family. Xie Shang’s gaze lingered briefly on the hearing aid on her ear. She

really knew how to do business, moving money from his left pocket to his right pocket, thus getting a free ride on

him.

Seeing that Xie Shang did not accept it, Wen Changling thought for a moment, “If that’s not enough, I can also

tell you a story.” She heard that Xie Shang liked to listen to stories; she could tell him about the the nearly

drowned thirteen years ago.

Xie Shang was a man of principle and did not easily break his own rules unless he was in a very good mood.

“It’s enough.” He took her candy; his fingertips brushed briefly against it, his fingers slightly curled, “Miss Wen,

what do you want as your pawn gold?”

“The high-level membership list of the Junlin Equestrian Club.”

“You'll have it within three days.”

“Thank you, Boss Xie.”

With the deal settled, Wen Changling straightened her dress and turned to go to the wedding scene.

Xie Shang caressed the candy wrapper, his gaze never wavering. The darker the lights, the more striking the red

in her eyes became.

“Fourth Brother, who is she?” Any woman who appeared around Xie Shang made Fang Jiyin feel threatened, and

this ther premonition was especially strong.

Xie Shang ignored Fang Jiyin and made a phone call, walking into the maze that Wen Changling had just exited.

“Did you give her the pawnshop’s card?”

“You saw her?”

“Yes.”

Xie Qingze sounded relieved, “Finally met her.”

“You seem to really wantto get to know her.”

Xie Qingze did not confirm or deny it.

Because she is the one who caused you to lose your hearing.

Xie Qingze said, “You two have quite the fate.”

Xie Shang did not argue.

After nine o'clock, the wedding ended, and the guests dispersed. Pang Zijin waited at the entrance of the hotel

for Wen Changling, who appeared a few minutes later.

“Changling.”

Almost at the stime, a young man’s voice cfrom the other end.

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“Xie Shang.”

At both ends of the road, they turned their heads simultaneously, locking eyes. A few seconds later, they moved

their gazes away calmly, as if they had never made eye contact.

When do you realize you've started paying attention to someone?

—From the moment someone calls her name, | immediately look back.

The next day, a big piece of news broke.

The Junlin Equestrian Club was providing illegal services to its high-level members, services of a nature so

peculiar it was beyond belief. The club held an event for members every month, where eligible high-level

members could participate under virtual aliases, wearing masks and sitting in VIP rooms, watching escape

games carefully arranged by the club. Sometimes the ones locked in the glass rooms were men and women;

other times it was horses and women, with no limit on age, gender, or species—whether human or animal—for

the viewing and betting pleasure of the members, who could also purchase the people or horses if interested.

This incident caused a huge uproar on the internet. The relevant departments launched a comprehensive

investigation immediately. However, because the high-level members who participated in the club’s activities

registered with fake aliases, the investigation process faced many obstacles.

Then, a week after the incident blew up, a mysterious Mr. Hong Ye appeared online out of nowhere, revealing the

list of high-level members of the Junlin Equestrian Club, with names so prominent that any one of them could

make the front page. At first, netizens thought it was just someone seeking attention, and it didn’t cause much

uproar until Mr. Hong Ye claimed to have had his account hacked.

However, after Mr. Hong Ye, there was a Mr. Lv Ye, Mr. Huang Ye, Mr. Lan Ye, and Mr. Qing Ye. The Mr. Yes began

methodically releasing chains of evidence, including but not limited to surveillance footage, recordings, and

named accusations.

No one knew who Mr. Yezi was, only that he was a computer expert. The police could not trace any useful

information about himiher.

The prosecutor in charge of this case was the youngest female prosecutor in the Prosecutor's Office—Fu

Mingyue. She had made a nfor herself six months ago when she put Zhou Sheng, the General Manager of

Zhou Group, behind bars.

The list of high-level members of the Junlin Equestrian Club was long, and the first one to be targeted was Qin Ke

from Huagi Technology.

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During the twhen the Junlin Club case was causing a sensation, Wen Changling was in Wind Town, helping

Wen Yuan prune tea trees and applying pesticides for pest control.

One rainy day, she saw an acquaintance in the tea farm—well, not that well acquainted but someone she had

seen a few times in the capital.

“Hello, Miss Wen.”

“Hello, Mr. He.”

Wen Changling knew He Dongzhou, not only as a friend of Xie Shang but also as the adopted son of the Qin

Family.

He Dongzhou was not alone. There was a girl beside him. He introduced her to Wen Changling, “This is my

girlfriend. We're here on a trip.”

His girlfriend seemed a bit reserved and didn’t speak; she just nodded. She was a pretty girl with a flower-

patterned, red birthmark the size of a broad bean by her left eye, colored like the evening glow. Wen Changling

thought she was beautiful.

Because of the rain, Wen Changling invited them to her house to rest. Before He Dongzhou could decline, the girl

took his hand and shook her head softly.

On the way home, Wen Changling learned the girl's name; she said her nwas Little Scar.

Wen Yuan wasn’t home; he had gone to town with Xie Qingze. Ah Na had prepared lunch. Little Scar ate very

little; it might not have suited her taste. Right after the meal, she said she wanted to leave. Just as they were at

the door, Wen Yuan cback. Little Scar did not greet him and quickened her pace to depart. Wen Yuan stood

stunned for a long tbefore turning to look with a dazed expression.

Wen Yuan drank in the evening and then just kept crying.

Wen Changling had been drinking too, her eyes damp, “Why are you crying?”

Wen Yuan didn’t speak.

“Did Xie Ze bully you?”

Xie Qingze had stayed in the town for the evening because of the school donation matter. Wen Yuan just shook

her head, saying nothing.

But Wen Changling guessed, “Is it her?” The person Wen Yuan always thought of when she cried, “The other

Changling.”

Wen Yuan broke down in loud sobs.

A week later, Qin Ke passed away.

A month later, Qin Qi was imprisoned.

Three months later, Qin Qi was sentenced to life imprisonment for multiple charges.

Wen Changling invited Fu Mingyue to the bar for drinks to celebrate. Fu Mingyue couldn’t hold her liquor as well

as her and was already sprawled out on the bar top. Wen Changling was also feeling a bit dizzy when suddenly

she saw many Xie Shangs.

Handsfeatures, looking decent and presentable.

Xie Qingze’s description of his nephew was far too conservative. In the crowd, the girls were all looking at him,

his distinguished upbringing evident in his pride and how he always stood out.

He sat next to her, “Have you studied computer science?”

“I learned it from Ming Ao.”

Ming Ao was a computer science prodigy, and Wen Changling had learned a bit from him too.

“Do you have a grudge against Qin Qi?”

Nothing could escape the eagle-eyed Boss Xie. Qin Qi deserved to die, but Wen Changling had promised He

Dongzhou to keep Qin Qi’s kidneys.

Her voice, softened by alcohol, was tender, “I have a wish.”

“What wish?”

“Evil meets evil retribution, world peace.” After her confession, she stared at Xie Shang, “You know too much

now, should | seal your lips?”

She'd had enough to drink and pushed her glass away.

Xie Shang picked up the glass and had a sip, “My fee for sealing lips is quite high.”

“Looks like | can’t afford it,” she slurred, half-drunk, “Can | pawn something instead?”

“You can.”

Since they had met, Xie Shang had never said ‘no’ to her even once.

“Then, what would you like for collateral?”

Wen Changling reached into her pocket, which was empty.

“Wen Changling.”

Wen Changling looked up.

The overhead laser lights dimmed, and she could only hear Xie Shang’s voice, “Any collateral will do.”

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Afterword:

The celebration party for Su Nanzhi took place at the South Building, with sartists and entrepreneurs

invited. Tong Taishi, a singer, was also on the guest list. Many female artists cthat night, and he was

captivated by a new face.

“That girl is really pretty,” he blurted, accustomed to saying what he thought, “I really want to play with her.”

Jiang Chengxue looked over.

The girl was holding up her dress with one hand while choosing a cake, seemingly troubled about which piece to

take. Her dark, dystopian-style black dress suited her well, as did the out-of-place pink pearl, the collision of

darkness and innocence making her appear as a flower growing amidst thorns.

Men with ill intentions, under the pretext of reaching for food, drifted closer to her unintentionally or

intentionally. She turned around, her high heel inadvertently stepping on the man’s leather shoe. She apologized

in a fluster and as she turned her head, a smile lifted the corners of her mouth.

Truly a thorned flower.

“I want to play with her too,” Jiang Chengxue suddenly felt his heart uncomfortably palpitate and asked Tong

Taishi with a smile, “Want to join?”

Tong Taishi dared not, “No thanks.”

Jiang Chengxue watched with interest for a while, then got up and approached but said nothing, just looking at

her.

“Step aside.”

Jiang Chengxue didn’t budge.

She bypassed him and walked towards someone else. Jiang Chengxue recognized the man, the Fourth Young

Master of the Xie Family, Xie Shang. He saw Xie Shang wrap his arm around the girl, his gaze watchfully crossing

over.

Such a pity, she was taken.

Later on, Jiang Chengxue never saw Wen Changling again, and didn’t even know her name. She had only spoken

two words to him.

Jiang Chengxue lived to be 32 years old, not dying from heart disease, but by suicide. There wasn’t any special

reason, just that he found the world exceedingly dull and didn’t want to play anymore. The very person he had

wanted to play with had told him to step aside.

Before dying, he even did one good deed, taking with him four beastly playmates. Although they were not of the

skind, having no one to play with, he took them to the Underworld. It was better than nothing.

In the next life, he wished not to be born at all.

That was his last wish.

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