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, how can you be so greedy? You can't bear to break up with Xie Shang, so you drag me to die with you. I've fulfilled your wish, yet you can't bear to leave him either. What more do you want? What do you want from me? Don't you want revenge anymore? Why have you become so timid."


Wen Changling stared blankly at the cup of tea before her. When had she become "bound" by Xie Shang?


"Xie Shang has joined hands with those people in prison. Do you think he can beat me?" Outside the window, the world was shrouded in purity, and the interlacing light fell on Jiang Chengxue's face, making her skin look cold and white like the Jade-faced Rakshasa in the story, "He can't win. He has bottom lines; I don't."


His gaze towards Wen Changling was content and patient, like he was playing a game of cat and mouse.


Wen Changling hated his Judge-like attitude the most.


285: Jiang Chengxue Shields Changling from a Disaster (Second Update)