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

"I heard people saying that it was you who asked the show's crew to change your room at the last minute."


Such self-directed stunts are not uncommon in the entertainment circle. To gain exposure, to create connections, even paparazzi can be "friends." Pang Zijin didn't specify, but Miss Ling was smart enough to understand.


Ling Ling bit her lip, gripping the shawl tightly in her hand, "President Pang, with your exalted position and busy schedule, do you even need to bother with such trivial matters as which room your artist is staying next to?"


After all, Gu Yihuan was just one of the many artists under the huge Pang's banner, and Ling Ling felt Pang Zijin was making a mountain out of a molehill.


"I'm indeed so busy with my large corporation that I'm nearly dead from it. So why would I set up a studio? And care about where he stays and who he associates with?"


Why indeed? Why was she, a group manager, so concerned about Gu Yihuan?


304: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 5