Mr. Fang, With a Mouth That Sharp, How Did You Ever Find a Wife?

[Sweet everyday romance, without the lovesick heroine trope.]

A sunny, adorably goofy, helpful ray of sunshine (An Qin) X

A cold, sharp-tongued, aloof tsundere (Fang Yuheng)

The male lead is sharp-tongued at first, but incredibly doting later on.

At first:

Fang Yuheng: “Teacher, I have absolutely nothing to do with her. I’m definitely not her boyfriend.”

An Qin, thinking: You’d better remember what you’re saying now. (Hands on hips, speaking with attitude.)

Later:

Fang Yuheng: “Please, don’t reject me just yet. Give me a chance?”

An Qin: “...Maybe I’ll think about it?”

Fang Yuheng: “Qinqin, remember this: if someone loves you, they’ll find ways to be part of your future, not make you choose between them and your future.”

An Qin: “Don’t worry, I’m not stupid.”

P.S. This isn’t a story about an ultra-powerful heroine. If that’s not your thing, please don’t read.

A lighthearted, funny slice-of-life story. If that’s not your thing, please don’t read.

If you have any suggestions, leave a comment. I’ll make changes if I agree they’re valid.