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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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201 Chs

114: Physical Temptation, Ultimate Tug of War (Second Update)

She took Xie Shang's hand and placed the remaining pearl in his palm, "This is for you." She was in a good mood and smiled at Xie Shang, "Now that Zheng Lvqiao has become Fang Jiyin's life-saving benefactor, she can't cling to you anymore, right?"

Under the lamp, Xie Shang's eyes were blazing and bright.

"Changling."

He restrained his joy, uncertain and cautious, he asked Wen Changling, "You do like me a bit, don't you?"

Even if it's not me you dream of every day.

She did not answer, her eyelashes lowered, and she touched her hearing aid again.

"Changling."

Wen Changling turned her head away, "I'm hungry."

Xie Shang sighed silently, put the pearl away carefully, and took her to dinner.

This time, Dihong had booked the entire resort hotel for the party, with all rooms available for guests to rest in.

The door of Room 3012 was closed tight, with two people inside having a secret talk.

"Think of something, my old man can't kick the bucket just yet."