Has President Sheng Won His Wife Back Yet?

Sheng Tingyu, nicknamed Sheng Ergou, is a wealthy second-generation idiot who slacks off whenever and wherever he can. His motto in life is, “If I can lie down, I won’t sit; if I can spend money, I won’t waste brainpower.” He has a pack of equally oddball friends: the sharp-tongued strategist Lu Ziqian, the hopeless romantic Jiang Yizhou, the tech geek Zhou Yan, and the mascot Cheng You’an. Between the five of them, they can’t scrape together a single normal brain cell.

Then came the night the power went out.

The bar was pitch-black, and someone kissed Sheng Tingyu hard. The moment the lights came back on, he covered his mouth and fixed his eyes on the only suspect in the room: Shen Qinghe, the bartender polishing a glass.

“You kissed me.”

“Are you crazy? I’ve been standing right here without moving.”

“It was you. I’ve decided it was you.”

Shen Qinghe: ???

Shen Qinghe looks like a hardworking, honest man, but inside he’s got eight hundred tricks up his sleeve. He has only one goal in life: make money, then slack off until he dies. When this ridiculous rich kid suddenly latches onto him, his first instinct is to roll his eyes and walk away, but Sheng Tingyu is just too good at showering him with money.

But as they spend more time together, something feels off. This idiot tucks him in at night, squats outside the kitchen to watch him cook, and hugs him when he’s drunk, saying, “Wifey, you’re so good to me.” Shen Qinghe’s heart starts slipping out of his control.

But he knows it all began with that kiss. And he wasn’t the one who gave it.

When the real kisser shows up, Shen Qinghe packs his things and runs.

He thinks he’s cut his losses in time.

He doesn’t know that at that moment, Sheng Tingyu has completely lost his mind.

The whole gang of ridiculous rich kids mobilizes. The wife-chasing crematorium is officially lit.