A Long-Planned Romance: Good Morning, Mrs. Li

That summer, when Qiao Xingwan was fifteen, she showed up at Li Zeyan’s home with a box of mung bean cakes.

Everyone said the young heir of the Li family was as cold as an ice sculpture, and didn’t even know how to smile.

But she saw it with her own eyes: he took a bite of one of the cakes, said “Not bad” without changing expression, then carefully tucked the rest away in the very back of his drawer.

Only later did she learn that “Not bad” meant he’d remembered her for seven years.

Before her father left the country, he called Li Zeyan into his study. “Zeyan, I’m leaving my daughter in your care.”

Li Zeyan replied with a single word: “Okay.”

And so everyone in City A witnessed what happened next.

At the senior-year parent meeting, he wrote “guardian” in the relationship column on the sign-in sheet. The entire school fell silent.

The day rumors were spread about her, he turned down a twenty-million-yuan deal and came to her school in person. The rumor-monger’s apology was read aloud until the whole school was trembling.

When she went abroad as an exchange student, he stayed home alone, locked her pillow in a cupboard, and wrote on her suitcase: “365 days. The countdown starts tomorrow.”

The day she came back, the LED screens across the city lit up at the same time.

“Qiao Xingwan, from the day you gave me those mung bean cakes until now, I’ve been waiting every single day for you to grow up. And now, will you marry me?”