Her romantic rivals fight tooth and nail, while the young heir gets jealous over everything. “Yan'er, these pastries are poisoned.” “Doctor, what poison is the young heir suffering from?” “It's not poison. Too much jealousy has upset his stomach and distorted his sense of taste.” “What can we do?” “Tell him to stop being so jealous!”
The heroine stands on her own two feet and builds her career. “You all say you like me, so I'll think about it. What, a betrothal? We're not married yet, so I can just break it off.”
The male lead is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Pretending to be weak? I can do that too. Let's see who dares compete with me for my woman. You've crossed me. I want to kill you so badly. What should I do?
The heroine isn't some delicate, innocent white lotus. But can someone tell me why the male lead smells so much like tea?
“Ahem... I don't care what other people say about me. As long as you're by my side, Yan'er, I'll be content. Ahem...”
