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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
201 Chs

117: Avengers, Changling's partner is... (one more update)

Wen Changling had just finished serving herself food when she heard Jiahui call her.

"Changling."

Wen Changling carried her tray and sat down beside her.

Apart from Jiahui, two other colleagues from the caring department were also present.

Jiahui asked her, "Are you getting used to the VIP building?"

"Yes, I am."

"Is it exhausting there? Is there a lot of work?"

Wen Changling replied with appropriate answers, "Not tiring, and not much work either."

Jiahui took out her phone to show a photo Ho Ye had sent her. Holding up the screen to Wen Changling, she said, "This is you, right?"

"Hmm," Wen Changling replied, "it's just makeup."

"Don't put yourself down, I'm not blind."

Jiahui leaned in, examining Wen Changling's face closely. The thick lenses of her glasses made her eyes appear smaller, indeed her beauty was veiled by glasses and bangs. Of course, every ugly piece of clothing she wore was also to blame.