He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 110 - 110 106 The contradiction intensifies Xie Shangs love

Chapter 110: 106: The contradiction intensifies, Xie Shang’s love is too greedy (Two updates combined) Chapter

110: 106: The contradiction intensifies, Xie Shang’s love is too greedy (Two updates combined) May 9 is suitable

for funerals.

The evening of May 8, visitors cto mourn.

Wen Changling and head nurse Tu Qizhen went to the Shanhai Funeral Hto offer condolences to a patient

they had once cared for.

As they walked, Tu Qizhen suddenly stopped, “Isn't that Dr. Jhiang?”

Wen Changling looked over.

It was Jhiang Youyou, dressed in black.

Tu Qizhen called out to her, “Dr. Jhiang.”

Jhiang Youyou, as if she did not hear, walked quickly with a bag on her back.

Tu Qizhen found it odd, “What's in her bag?”

Bricks.

Wen Changling had learned from Yan Cong about the suicide of Jhiang Youyou'’s older sister, and she was

worried, “I'll go check on her.”

The Shanhai Funeral Hwas vast, with four mourning halls on the first floor. The Zheng Family’s mourning hall

was set up in the largest hall, with many guests attending, food and wine laid out, making it seem like a social

event.

Jhiang Zhenghao saw Jhiang Youyou cin and approached her with a stern face, “Why did you conly

now?” After sizing up her attire, his dissatisfaction showed on his face.

Jhiang Zhenghao’s eyes were red.

He might have cried, after all, it was his daughter, but even after the tears, it did not stop him from selling off

another daughter.

“Auntie.”

Her second sister's youngest daughter Jingjing was nine years old this year, timid and kind-hearted like her

mother.

“Jingjing, your auntie left her phone in the car,” Jhiang Youyou gave her niece the car keys, “Can you go get it for

me?”

“Okay.”

Jhiang Youyou watched as the child went out.

Jhiang Zhenghao urged her, “Hurry and offer the incense.”

Jhiang Youyou walked to the coffin, and the Xiao Zheng Family's eldest daughter-in-law handed her three lit

incense sticks. She stepped forward to salute, insert the incense sticks, and kowtow. From beginning to end, she

remained calm, neither crying nor shouting, with a numb expression on her face.

Her second brother-in-law Zheng Lvhua stood beside the portrait, dealing with each mourning visitor.

“Second brother-in-law.”

Zheng Lvhua never liked his sister-in-law who had never shown him a kind face, but still had to put on a show,

“You were closest to your second sister, you—"

Jhiang Youyou took out a brick she’d picked up from the funeral home's flowerbed and, without blinking,

smashed it down on Zheng Lvhua’s forehead.

Wen Changling heard the noise from outside.

A man shouted in rage, “Jhiang Youyou, I'll kill you!”

Jhiang Youyou’s eldest sister was not feeling well, and the third and fourth sisters had taken her to the rest hall,

none of them present. Jhiang Zhenghao was held back by Shen Li, who prevented him from stepping forward.

Shen Li's son—the youngest of the Jhiang Family—just stood by and watched.

Wen Changling hurried over, quickly grabbed Jhiang Youyou, and Zheng Lvhua’s chair missed by a fraction and

crashed to the ground.

Because Wen Changling pulled with great force, neither she nor Jhiang Youyou could stay upright, and they

slammed into the nearby table, Wen Changling instinctively bracing herself with her left hand.

Her glasses fell to the ground because of the impact.

Ignoring her glasses, she immediately pulled Jhiang Youyou behind the table.

Zheng Lvhua’s head was wounded, the brick split in two; Jhiang Youyou had smashed with all her might, not

holding back, drawing blood was inevitable. Holding his head, Zheng Lvhua was so furious he wanted to rush

forward; the Jhiang Family’s third and fourth sons-in-law were pulling him back, one on each side.

Zheng Lvhua’s mother, Mrs. Lu, indignant that her own son had been hit, angrily questioned, “Jhiang Zhenghao,

look at the daughter you've raised!”

The Jhiang Family's second daughter had married into the Xiao Zheng Family. Jhiang Zhenghao, holding no power

and having a bad few years in real estate, still needed to rely on his sons-in-law for future support, so he would

not easily offend anyone.

He repeatedly apologized, “In-laws, | am truly sorry, you know as well that Youyou and her second sister were

very close. It is only because she was overtaken by grief that she behaved improperly.”

Zheng Lvhua, mindful of the other guests present, contained his rage and glared at Jhiang Youyou, “If your mind

isn’t right, then don’t go out.”

This remark almost made Jhiang Youyou laugh, her bare face ghostly pale, “Who's the one who's not right, what

are all of you pretending? Don’t you all know why my second sister committed suicide?”

Instantly, Jhiang Zhenghao rebuked her, “Don’t spout nonsense here!”

Many guests were watching.

Jhiang Youyou glanced at the portrait. Of her four sisters, she looked most like the second sister, but their

personalities were the most different. The second sister was gentle, kind, and never quarreled with anyone.

Jhiang Youyou pointed at the culprits, Zheng Lvhua and the Zheng couple.

“Because of you, and you all, it was you who drove my second sister to death.” Her gaze cold, she swept it over

the despicable faces, “A family of trash.”

The Xiao Zheng Family's dirty secrets were no real secret, but exposing them in public was too much for Mrs. Lu

to bear. She immediately threatened, “Jhiang Youyou, don’t be ungrateful. Just because our families are related

by marriage doesn’t mean the Zheng Family won't take action against you.”