Gu Mingfei never imagined that one day he’d wake up to find a thirty-five-year-old man standing at his door with a little girl, saying, “I’m you from the future. She’s your daughter. We’ve transmigrated here to help you win your wife.”
Even more absurdly, he hadn’t even won her over yet when his future wife transmigrated here too.
And so the scene unfolded:
His future self taught his present self how to pursue the woman he loved;
His daughter played the perfect wingwoman, saying over and over, “Sister Lin, you look just like my mommy”;
His future wife watched from the shadows with a cold laugh. “Let’s see what kind of tricks you come up with.”
Gu Mingfei: Is this kind of difficulty normal for anyone trying to win back a wife? Qiqi: Go, Dad! Mom can’t get away!
But when he really used “information from the future” to get closer to her, she discovered everything…
“Gu Mingfei, is your kindness to me genuine, or was it all arranged?”
