He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 200 - 193 Long-time no see expressing mutual yearning

Chapter 200: 193: Long-time no see, expressing mutual yearning (first update)

Chapter 200: 193: Long-time no see, expressing mutual yearning (first update)

“Some things can’t be forced, Xingxing, why not let it go?”

Xie Shang set down his paintbrush.

“Do you still remember what the fortune teller said when he read my fortune?”

The fortune teller had said that this generation of the Xie Family had shallow fortunes.

He had told Xie Shang that he had a disaster in his life, but he would meet a benefactor.

“Don’t you disbelieve in these things?” Su Nanzhi walked closer to look at the painting, which contained deities and demons, their grotesquely twisted bodies half-concealed in smoke and half-submerged in lava.

“I believe now.”

Su Nanzhi’s gaze moved from the painting to Xie Shang.

“The person who saved me at the Guan Family that year was Wen Changling. Because of me, she lost her hearing.”

This revelation shocked Su Nanzhi.

She knew that Fang Jiyin had taken credit for saving a life, but she never expected that Wen Changling had formed such an early bond with Xie Shang. She had even felt sorry for Wen Changling before, lamenting that a pearl had been obscured by dust due to her deafness.

“Wen Changling and I won’t just let it go like this. I will go to her side in the future. To achieve this goal, I can resort to any means necessary, forsake my pride.” Xie Shang had never asked Su Nanzhi for anything before. This was the first time, and he pleaded with earnestness, “Mom, I hope you can support me, and cherish her as you cherish me.”

Su Nanzhi didn’t believe in spirits or fate, yet she sensed a sense of destiny in Xie Shang and Wen Changling.

She nodded and agreed to Xie Shang.

“Okay.”

Xie Shang thanked her. He was always like this with his family, courteously using respectful terms. You, thank you, please—these were his frequent words, always making him seem less affectionate, except when he talked to his uncle, where he would not be so mindful of politeness.

It was unknown what he was like in front of Wen Changling.

Xie Shang picked up his brush and continued painting.

Considering that Xie Shang had been dumped, Su Nanzhi offered a suggestion: “With such a handsome face, you should make good use of it.”

“She doesn’t look at faces.”

How could that be, everyone is a visual creature.

“Then you must not have seduced her enough.”

Xie Shang stopped painting and pondered.

*****

Wen Changling locked the door and turned on her computer to check her email.

[Ling,

Are you available for a video chat?]

She replied: [I am available.]

Two minutes later, she received a video call invitation from her mentor Meng Heshan.

“Ling, are you close to finishing what you’ve been working on?”

Meng Heshan was of Chinese descent and could speak Imperial Language.

Wen Changling sat properly in front of her teacher: “Almost.”

“Come back after you’re done. Your position has been vacant for a long time.”

Meng Heshan, a co-founder and rotating chairman of the Tipcoo Group, knew Wen Changling was his prized student. The core projects of Tipcoo Group had been led by Wen Changling previously.

“Teacher, I don’t think I will be coming back.”

Meng Heshan was perplexed: “Do you plan to stay in the Empire and continue nursing?”

She shook her head and said, “I want to go back to my homeland.”

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Meng Heshan was aware of her family situation.

“It’s a pity, but if that’s what you want, I respect your decision.”

It really was a pity.

Meng Heshan and Huang Youkun had been good friends for many years. When Wen Changling first joined Huang Youkun’s physics laboratory, Meng Heshan knew about her because Huang Youkun couldn’t stop praising her.

Wen Changling truly lived up to the praise as she was the most gifted student Meng Heshan had ever seen.

“As for Chen Qiuchan’s successor, do you have someone in mind?” Meng Heshan asked Wen Changling.

Wen Changling recommended, “Chief Talent Officer, Shi Lihong.”

The twenty-three founding partners of Huaqi Technology, Wen Changling had done his homework on each of them in private.

“She is very capable, but has been ostracized by the people on her team due to gender issues,” Wen Changling said, “Although there are conflicts among the founding partners of Huaqi Technology, they present a united front externally. Even if Yatiao Venture Capital votes in favor, it’s unlikely that the partnership system with different rights for the same shares will be abolished. Chen Qiuchan will not give up his shares.”

Although Meng Heshan was abroad, he was not cut off from news: “Chen Qiuchan is very supportive of Qin Qi.”

“Yes, that’s why we need to kick Qin Qi out first.”

In its early stage of development, Huaqi Technology lacked funds and could only finance.

Currently, the shares of Huaqi Technology are mainly divided into three parts: Tipcoo Group, Yatiao Venture Capital, and the founding partners’ team of Huaqi. Among them, Tipcoo Group holds the highest percentage, 36%.

However, Tipcoo Group merely provides capital without taking control. The ultimate decision-making center of Huaqi Technology is still the founding partners’ team.

Although Wen Changling is the technology officer of Tipcoo Group, he does not have the authority to decide on the successor of Huaqi Technology. To shatter Qin Qi’s dream, other methods must be used.

*****

The patient from last night’s surgery was in unstable condition post-op, so Jhiang Youyou did not go home and slept in the on-call room. By six in the morning, the patient finally regained consciousness.

At a little past nine in the morning, she returned to her rental room, pushed the door open, and saw breakfast on the table. She immediately dropped her keys and bag, didn’t even close the door, and ran to the living room.

Guan Sixing was sleeping on the sofa, with the blanket fallen to the ground. He was wearing a beige sweater, soft material, sleeping so well-behaved, lying straight with both hands placed respectfully at his sides.

Jhiang Youyou walked over quietly, picked up the blanket, and covered him with it.

She really wanted to get married.

The sudden thought made her pause.

The next second, Guan Sixing woke up, looked at her groggily for a while, then got up.

“You’re back.”

His voice was hoarse; he must have been tired.

“What time did you come over?”

“Seven in the morning.”

The lab test had finished at three in the morning, he returned to the dormitory to write the report, at five he got his phone, came out of The 7th Research Institute, and walked over here. He arrived shortly before six but thought she might be sleeping, so he waited outside until seven before knocking on the door.

But she was not home.

“Do you still have to go to work?”

“No need, I’m off today. Have you had breakfast?”

Guan Sixing shook his head.

He bought breakfast and was waiting to eat with her.

Jhiang Youyou had already eaten at the hospital: “I’ll warm it up.”

Guan Sixing went to the bathroom to wash his face.

“Youyou.”

Jhiang Youyou responded from the kitchen.

“My towel is missing.”

“I put it away.” Jhiang Youyou came over and found his towel in the cabinet of the washroom.

His face was still wet, his eyes moist, looking at Jhiang Youyou, like a docile and obedient little animal, waiting for its master’s command.

His hair was all wet too.

Jhiang Youyou used the towel to dry him, her fingers touching his skin: “It’s so cold; did you use cold water?”

“Uh-huh.”

The 7th Research Institute where Guan Sixing worked dealt with national-level projects, related to nuclear and weapons – they were top-secret, and not a single word could be revealed to the outside world. After joining the experimental group, cell phones were also confiscated.

They hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

Jhiang Youyou hung the towel around his neck, pulling on both ends to bring him down as she stood on her toes, arching up to kiss him, just a gentle peck that barely touched before pulling away.

“Miss me?”

Guan Sixing nodded: “Yes.”

Jhiang Youyou gently pushed his shoulder, and he, following her motion, sat on the chair. She straddled him, took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, and leaned in for a deep kiss.