I Hope You Will Be Happy

After being classmates for two years, Li Wanwan and Mo Yiran had only spoken a handful of words. A cram school session brought them closer together. The most common adjectives she heard people use for Mo Yiran were "King of the Sea", "Central air conditioner", "Amidst thousands of flowers", but she was indulging in sobriety. "You don't need to judge what he looks like. He is the best here." Such firm words came out of the mouth of that gentle and sweet girl, and Mo Yiran was completely devastated. He has seen so many beautiful and charming girls, but he doesn't want to fall down with someone who is completely opposite to his personality one day. "Mo Yiran, do you know what the flower language of jasmine is?" "Pure love." "I give you jasmine, and I wish you more li." Li Wanwan finally waited for her jasmine.