Gu Nanxi

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.)

He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

"Lotus Pond Street must have something that interests you, like the female neighbor just now."


How else to describe companions of over a decade? Spot on with every guess.


Xie Shang neither confirmed nor denied.


"It's so dark at the entrance, and the girl didn't come in; you couldn't even see her face clearly." He Dongzhou seemed to be enjoying the show, "She hadn't even spoken before you recognized her. Tell me, how did you know?"


That was the question, and Xie Shang wasn't quite sure. When Wen Changling opened the door, he only saw a vague outline, and then his instincts reacted faster than his brain could.


With enemies, one always remembers a bit more clearly.


Xie Shang couldn't be bothered to elaborate and perfunctorily said, "Guessed."


He Dongzhou didn't believe him for a second, "With guessing skills like that, why don't you go tell fortunes?"


030: Thank you, beautiful woman, and her exclusive little chauffeur