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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 · สมัยใหม่
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208 Chs

109: Changling gives candy, Xie Shang is satisfied (first update)

"The lawful wife's funeral is tomorrow, yet the scumbag parades with a companion through the exhibition at night, a complete moral bankruptcy, utterly conscienceless."

What a headline.

He Dongzhou commented, "This journalist has some guts."

The public were all cursing the scumbag, few discussed the perfume exhibition.

"I asked him to publish it." Xie Shang used a dropper to extract a tiny amount of liquid, dropping it onto the blotter and gently waved it to sniff the fragrance.

"Did Zheng Lvhua offend you?" He knew that Xie Shang held grudges.

"Hmm."

The scent of ebony was too strong, not what he wanted.

Xie Shang picked up a pen and revised the formula on the paper.

He Dongzhou, wearing a white lab coat and yawning, gossiped on the side, "Haven't you made up with Miss Wen yet?"