He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

He appraised Wen Changling from the corner of his eye. Apart from her ears, he was actually quite pleased; he liked this kind of girl who appeared obedient, clever, and gentle.

Madam Qi had no choice but to sit back down and began to inquire carefully, "Could your illness be hereditary?"

Wen Changling answered, "No."

"Have you been examined? Who knows if it could be."

Wen Changling still replied, "No."

Madam Qi grew impatient, and her tone was harsh, "Have you actually been examined or not?"

Wen Changling no longer wanted to answer, or even to stay any longer. But if she left like this, would it cause trouble for the head nurse?

Forget it, a toad lusts for a swan's flesh—not worth listening to.

She told herself this.

"I hear you're not from around here, so you probably don't have a local hukou, and no house of your own either, right? A nurse's salary is just so-so. My Junjun already bought a house, he works at the largest law firm in the capital, KE Law Firm—you've heard of it surely—earning this much a year." Madam Qi gestured a number with her hand, clearly very satisfied with her son, "There are countless girls who want to date him. You're way out of your league; you're simply not a match."

Yeah, probably only a fairy would be up to par.

"My Junjun..."

The following five thousand words are omitted, which basically included praise of Mr. Junjun from his childhood to the present, not even missing the little red flowers he received in kindergarten.

Overall, her Junjun is so exceptional that while many girls wish to marry above their station, they don't match up to him.

Worried that Madam Qi would get thirsty from talking, Wen Changling thoughtfully refilled her tea and then set the teapot down, "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

Wen Changling picked up her bag and stood up, accidentally brushing the edge of her bag against Madam Qi's teacup.

The tea she had just refilled was hot.

Madam Qi cried out in alarm, scalding almost causing her to jump up, frantically dabbing the tea off her dress, "What are you doing! So clumsy!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Wen Changling quickly pulled out tissues to wipe for Madam Qi, apologizing with a guilty expression on her face, causing the surrounding customers to look over.

Not wanting to make a scene, Madam Qi decided to let it go, "Never mind, I'll wipe it myself."

Xie Shang, who was watching the show from the second floor, laughed.

This girl was using a soft knife.

"Sir."

It was the performer of the music.

She walked over to Xie Shang's side, "I will be playing here again tomorrow, will you come to listen?"

She had been working here for several months, seen all sorts of people, and among them, many who were powerful and prestigious, but only he was different. He was truly listening to the music and truly indifferent to the person playing, so the moment the curtain was drawn, the first thing he saw were the strings of the Guqin, and then after she made a mistake, he lifted his head, showing a look of regret.

He regretted for the Guqin.

"No."

"Do you dislike the music I play?"

Xie Shang shook his head, smiled gently, and said warmly, "I just don't like the person playing."

Ning Su's face turned red in an instant.

Xie Shang no longer engaged in the dull conversation and continued watching the performance.

Wen Changling had already returned to the table.

"Have you ever been in a relationship? How many boyfriends have you had?" Although Madam Qi posed the questions, she did not allow room for an answer, "You haven't been in a relationship with a normal person, right? An average family would never approve of their son dating a disabled person."

Wen Changling sipped her tea with her head lowered.

Not worth listening to, a toad lusts for a swan's flesh.

"Although our family is liberal, we are not just any ordinary family. Since your hearing isn't good, if you really get together with my son, you must undergo a premarital examination. You can't be in charge of raising any children; we must be the ones to raise them. Also—"

Madam Qi's words were interrupted.

"Sugar-steamed Crispy Cheese, Seven Ingenious Lantern Cup Cakes, Eight Treasures Crystal Jelly, White Jade Ruyi Pastry." Manager Chen from Linsheng Courtyard's first floor was personally serving the tea snacks, "Please enjoy."

All four dishes were the signature offerings of Linsheng Courtyard, quite expensive, even the dishes they were served on were high-quality Jing Kiln porcelain.

Madam Qi was very suspicious, thinking this was a forced sale, "We didn't order these."

Manager Chen looked at Wen Changling, "These were ordered by Mr. Xie for Miss Wen."