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

Wen Changling stayed in the hospital for only two days before the head nurse gave her another two days off to rest at home. Passing by Ruyi Pawnshop, she saw Xie Shang getting out of a car that looked very expensive and imposing.


"Xingxing." The lady in the car called him.


The lady said something to him and handed him a very intricately carved box before driving away.


Wen Changling continued on towards Granny Zhu's house.


"Wen Changling," Xie Shang called out to her.


Xie Shang was holding the carved box, made of redwood; the color complimented his hands well. Wen Changling didn't know whether to admire the beautiful box or the beautiful hands.


"I heard you got poisoned so badly because you were protecting your food and refused to share your mushroom soup with me."


Is there no such thing as a secret on Lotus Pond Street?


035: Spend a Wonderful Evening Together