When a couple from Northeast China came to the orphanage to adopt a child, they took one look at me and chose me.
The director hurriedly tried to talk them out of it: “This girl gets winded after three steps. She’s delicate and frail, and her little burps are louder than a range hood!”
“Last night, the poor thing was coughing her lungs out, so we rushed her to the hospital in the middle of the night... If you take a child like this home, it’ll be like bringing home a precious glass Bodhisattva you can’t even touch!”
I thought they’d give up on me after hearing about my “glorious track record.”
But the male and female leads’ eyes lit up, and they declared with absolute conviction, “Who cares if she’s delicate or frail! That’s all nonsense! We want her! Just looking at her makes you want to cherish her!”
Comments suddenly swept across the screen:
[As expected of a tiger dad and tiger mom from the Northeast! That was a 666-level move! The director’s CPU must be fried right now!]
[No wonder they’re the parents of the villainous second male lead. They’re so scheming, trying to get our soft and adorable tragic-romance heroine to heal their gloomy son with autism...]
[I’m dying. Our heroine is delicate, soft, and easy to push over, and she even likes to let out little baby burps. She’s just waiting for the future male lead to lovingly take care of her. With the second male lead’s family being from the Northeast, how could his parents afford to raise our precious little darling? Life’s going to be tough from here on out!]
