At 28, Xu Zhiyi is being assigned a price tag in the matchmaking market. Her match is an elite returnee, sipping a 30-yuan Americano as he looks her up and down before delivering his verdict: “Miss Xu, you're excellent in every way, but your family... is rather ordinary. They can't give our next generation a head start.” In other words, she didn't make the cut. Xu Zhiyi grips her bitter, unsweetened coffee and suddenly laughs. She accepts that she's ordinary, but why should a stranger get to define the value of her life? Back at the office, a mountain of work helps her forget her troubles for a while. Jiang Xun, the brilliant but taciturn tech expert at the next desk, quietly places a warm carton of milk on her desk with a sticky note. In flamboyant handwriting, it says: “The team lead said you seemed down today. Have something sweet.” Xu Zhiyi looks at his refined profile and, on a sudden impulse, asks, “Jiang Xun, do you want to buy a place of your own in this city within five years?” Jiang Xun freezes, then nods seriously. “I do.” “Then... are you looking for a partner? We can pay off the mortgage and work hard together. I'll cook, and you can do the dishes.” Jiang Xun's ears turn bright red, but he gives her a firm one-word answer: “Okay.” Later, when the elite returnee runs into Xu Zhiyi again at a banquet, she is holding Jiang Xun's arm and smiling radiantly. He hears that the project Jiang Xun led was a huge success, making him the youngest key member of the company, and that they have just won the housing lottery and bought an apartment overlooking the river in the city center. He walks over with his wineglass and asks her with elegant composure, “Miss Xu,
