A Fresh Marriage, A Deep Love

Synopsis:

She became the star of a scandal that rocked the whole city.

The explosive headlines were accompanied by several photos of the exceptionally handsome Gu Mosheng kissing an unidentified woman and bringing her home late at night for an “intimate” encounter.

The famously scandal-free Mr. Perfect became the leading man in the news, while Xia Xiaoyu found herself in a relationship without even knowing it.

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Gu Mosheng was the grandson of a martyr and the most cherished member of his family. He was the perfect man, adored openly or secretly by countless daughters of officials and wealthy families. Yet this nobleman had always been willing to give quietly, all to keep her safe.

Xia Xiaoyu was a clueless newcomer just starting out in the working world. She thought she had merely escaped the unspoken rules of the workplace, only to get caught up in a celebrity gossip story as collateral damage. She and Gu Mosheng had met purely by accident. But when all the mysteries were finally unraveled, she discovered that he had been silently protecting her for a very, very long time. His feelings and love ran deeper and stronger than she had ever imagined.

Scene One:

“This fake marriage certificate looks so real. It could fool anyone. You really are something. Having connections makes everything so much easier!” Xia Xiaoyu examined the certificate in her hand, delighted.

“Have you misunderstood? This is a genuine marriage certificate. It doesn’t need to fool anyone.” Gu Mosheng held back a laugh and replied with a perfectly straight face.

“What?! Did I hear that right? This is a real marriage certificate?” She was beside herself.

“Didn’t you give me your household registration booklet and ask me to get the certificate?” he said slyly.

“I asked you to get a marriage certificate, but I meant a fake one. A fake one!”

And just like that, Xia Xiaoyu became a married woman and Gu Mosheng’s legal wife.

Scene Two:

“Why have the marriage certificates changed color?” she asked, puzzled as she looked at the two certificates now covered in shiny yellow sleeves.

“Obviously, our marriage has turned sour. Now you can go on dates with your first love whenever you want.” The woman stood with her hands on her hips, full of defiance and not the least bit heartbroken.

“Mrs. Gu, you were my first kiss and my first love. If our marriage has turned sour, who am I supposed to go on a date with?”

Hearing his answer, Xia Xiaoyu felt both sweet and satisfied, and grinned like a fool.

She didn’t care whether they were daughters of officials or heiresses from rich families. Any rival who coveted her Mr. Gu would be dealt with: one came along, and Xia Xiaoyu would “kill” one; two came along, and Xia Xiaoyu would “wipe out” both.

Gu Mosheng would always be Xia Xiaoyu’s husband. No one else could take him from her.