Li Feng in March

Li Lifeng was like a gust of wind in spring to them. It was warm and welcoming when it passed by them, but it was just this gust of wind that passed by. They could only stay where she was, unable to catch up or even see where she was going. Probably every man longs for a wife who is fresh, gentle, quirky, understands life, can cook delicious food, and will decorate the home in a warm, elegant, thoughtful, and bright way. Regardless of whether they understand it or not, Li Lifeng is just running her own home, not trying to be someone's good wife and mother. She cooks delicious food to satisfy her appetite, and decorates her home to cultivate her sentiments and talents. But she doesn't do this to please anyone, and she never does it for anyone, and she doesn't just do it for anyone.