Momo

Meng Nianyao never expected to be labeled as a "cheater" one day. Her own family used this as an excuse to drive her out of the house and refused to acknowledge her as a member of the Meng family.

Caught in a torrential downpour, Meng Nianyao found herself penniless, kneeling in the rain, and crying in despair. 

Then, a deep, masculine voice rang above her head and said, "Do you want to be a real cheater?"

Meng Nianyao looked up and saw Gu Wencheng. He was known as the golden bachelor of the city, and he was holding an umbrella over her head. As if she was under a spell, or perhaps she had given up all hope... Meng Nianyao nodded.

From then on, rumors spread throughout the city: Gu Wencheng, who avoided women, secretly became a homewrecker, and his reputation was ruined. Of course, there were also people who said that Gu Wencheng loved Meng Nianyao to the core and was willing to bow down for her, becoming a homewrecker for love.

Meng Nianyao was speechless.

The rumors were outrageous, but Gu Wencheng was worse. 

He kissed Meng Nianyao's delicate neck and whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse, "What should we do, Miss Meng? You've ruined my reputation. Shouldn't you take responsibility?"

Meng Nianyao: "..." 

Take responsibility for what?! She was the one who had been taken advantage of and left with nothing!

They Said I’m Mr. Gu’s Scandalous Affair

"Uncle Nan, you haven't had enough of your own grandson yet, and you're already thinking of carrying mine?" Gu Wencheng smiled at the sudden mention of childbirth.

"How can you have enough children?" Uncle Nan said, "For people our age, having a child is a blessing. Besides, how can your child be the same as my son's child? You and Nianyao are both good-looking, so the child you give birth to will also be first-class good-looking."

Gu Wencheng was amused by Uncle Nan. Just as he was about to speak, there was movement upstairs.

Meng Nianyao was wearing a dark red cheongsam and high heels of the same color. Grandma Gu had skillfully tied her hair into a bun with a tassel hairpin on it. Her every move was like that of a noble lady from the Republic of China.

Gu Wencheng was stunned for a moment. When Meng Nianyao stopped on the stairs, he came back to his senses and smiled. "Mrs. Gu, you're very beautiful."

I Really Can't Dance