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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 · Thành thị
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065: Xie Shang goes public with his relationship (Second update)

Wen Changling was about to walk as directed when Mr. Xie's voice came through her ear again, "Forget it, find somewhere you can take shelter from the rain and wait there for me."

She agreed, hung up the phone, and took shelter from the rain under the awning outside the milk tea shop. A snail lay on the support pole of the awning, seemingly also seeking shelter from the rain.

She was observing the snail's tentacles.

The snail's eyes were on its tentacles, which would regrow if broken. Ah Na had told her this, Ah Na loved reading and was like a walking encyclopedia.

"Changling."

She turned around and amidst the chaotic flow of traffic and people, spotted Mr. Xie at once; he was dressed in black and holding a red umbrella.

Red suited him very well.

It seemed the more intense, the more it suited him.

"How come you're so quick?" Wen Changling checked her phone, less than five minutes had passed since she hung up the call.

"Just happened to be nearby."