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

In the kitchen, Auntie Yang was making stewed chicken with Chinese yam. Meng Nianyao knew how to cook, so she went in. She saw Auntie Yang blanching the chicken, so she went to prepare the Chinese yam.

"Hey, no need, no need. Put it down, I'll handle it. "The Chinese yam ill make your hands itch if you touch them," Auntie Yang quickly stopped her.

Meng Nianyao moved with a sense of purpose. "No, Auntie Yang. I'm wearing gloves."

Seeing this, Auntie Yang no longer insisted on her not helping.

It was already six o'clock by the time the two of them finished preparing dinner. The atmosphere in the living room was much better by then. The food was ready, and Meng Nianyao wasn't in a hurry to go out, either.

Auntie Yang tidied up the stove and walked over to Meng Nianyao. "Alright, we're done. Let's go out."

Meng Nianyao glanced outside and smiled. "Aunty Yang, do Grandpa and Grandma rarely interact with Uncle and Auntie?" she asked.

Why Don't You Take a Look First?