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

On the fifth day, Granny Zhu's family returned from their hometown.


Next door, Grandma Lin had already started making lanterns, planning to sell them during the Lantern Festival. Xie Shang was skilled with his hands and learned how to do it after watching a few times. Tongtong wanted a little bear lantern, and Xie Shang was making one for her.


Wen Changling's phone rang, and she checked the caller ID before stepping outside the courtyard to answer.


"Happy New Year, Wen Changling." The tone from the other end was very relaxed, as if reminiscing, "Say something, let me hear your voice."


She spoke, sincerely cursing someone with all seriousness, "Happy New Year, may you reach paradise soon."


The person on the other end laughed and replied, "Then I wish you get what you wish for."


Getting what one wishes for, this phrase was a knock reminding her.


283: If you make me pregnant, I will abort it.