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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

127: Drink, Be Intimate, Play with Xie Xingxing (Second Update)

She didn't want to talk about the photo, so she asked Xie Shang, "Why did you come back so late, where have you been?"

"I went to Gu Yihuan's bar."

"Who did you see there?"

Xie Shang was a bit surprised, as Wen Changling usually didn't talk much, let alone proactively inquire about his whereabouts.

He answered, "I saw He Dongzhou."

Wen Changling asked again, "Did you drink?"

When she asked the question, her eyes stayed on Xie Shang, her expression very focused. After her shower, she hadn't put on her glasses, and under the light, her eyes shimmered like pearls in the night.

"I did."

"Did you drink much?"

"Not much."

Her questions were very mundane, almost like idle literature.

However, Xie Shang really liked it, liked that she would inquire about his life like this, hoping she would fulfill her girlfriend duties and mind his business a little more.

She continued, "Did you get a designated driver to take you home?"