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

Meng Nianyao was speechless. "Alright, hurry up and wash your vegetables, "she turned around and left.

Gu Wencheng had already washed this broccoli five times, but he still felt it was dirty.

Meng Nianyao walked to the living room, but was stopped by Gu Wencheng. "Nianyao, give me your phone."

"To search Baidu on how to wash broccoli."

Meng Nianyao frowned and quickly walked over to take a look. The large broccoli was only left with its stem.

"Gu Wencheng, you…" Meng Nianyao looked up with a complicated expression.

"Forget it, it's fine." Meng Nianyao sighed. "You don't have to wash it…Let me go change my clothes. I'll do it." She turned to leave, but Gu Wencheng stopped her. "Mrs. Gu, are you disgusted with me?" As he spoke, he tickled her lightly.

Meng Nianyao was very sensitive. She smiled. "No, I didn't."

Lin Ping's Phone Call