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He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

The Xie Family all studied law, possessing the fine qualities expected of a scholarly family. Xie Shang too had them: elegance, deep learning, a Fragrance Connoisseur versed in classics, also skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. But he was mad, capable of reciting the scriptures while holding a Buddha statue, as well as breaking people's hand and foot bones, very gentle, yet very cruel. Xie Shang didn't become a lawyer but opened a pawnshop instead, where you could pawn anything as long as the story was compelling. One day, someone came to the pawnshop and told a story: In Fragrant City, there was a family with the surname Wen, where daughters took their mother's surname. The daughters of that family could cast spells, the kind that bewitched men, leaving their lovers either buried with them or taking vows of celibacy; in short, either dead or destined for a lonely life. Xie Shang's uncle had died in Fragrant City, which is why he accepted this particular pawning business. Bewitched, confused, thrilled, deeply in love, but love unattained, and a pain so intense it made life unbearable. — This was the script Xie Shang had prepared for the deaf boy Wen Changling. In the end, it was Xie Shang who ended up with this romance-addled script. Wen Changling: Are you surprised, Mr. Xie Shang? (This isn't a book transmigration story, it's a contemporary sweet romance. The 'script' in the book title implies deliberate plotting.)

Gu Nanxi · Urban
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320 Chs

028: Kiss!

Half an hour ago—

Jiahui was a few minutes late because she was looking for parking. As the group headed to the reserved private room, Jiahui looked around but didn't see Wen Changling.

She asked a colleague, "Where's Changling?"

"Don't know."

Jiahui was a bit annoyed.

Wen Changling had a poor sense of direction, and the corridors of this private room were like a labyrinth. She might have taken a wrong turn and failed to keep up. These people lacked any sense of camaraderie; they didn't even notice someone was missing.

Jiahui went to look for her herself.

About a dozen people came to this dinner, all staff from the oncology surgery department, except for Qiao Yi.

Before being transferred to the VIP building, Qiao Yi was also part of the oncology surgery team. Since the organizer of the dinner got along well with Qiao Yi, she was invited too. The room was booked in advance and was quite secluded.