A lucky, lovable girl rises from the ranks of overworked office drones + a cool, aloof heartthrob with sharp brows and sparkling eyes = pure sweetness, no ice
Who says love has to start bitter and turn sweet? I want it to stay sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet!
Love is destiny. Love means two people choosing each other.
The first time Gu Yu saw Mu Chen, her heart was struck. He was tall and slender, a handsome, refined man wearing silver-rimmed glasses. His clear, bright eyes held a hint of melancholy, giving him an air of mystery.
The first time Mu Chen saw Gu Yu, a seed took root in his heart. In the days that followed, it quickly sprouted and grew, gradually taking over his entire heart. She was like a rainbow, and whenever he pictured Gu Yu's eyes curving into a smile and the little dimple on her left cheek, he was utterly enchanted.
