I Want to Give You the Whole World

"I want to give you the whole world."

"Then go ahead."

They're not a very ceremonious couple. In front of other people, they're quiet and proper, but once they're home and the door is shut, they're both complete goofballs.

[Airheaded, adorable homebody girl VS devoted, stay-at-home guy]

Valentine's Day.

Other people get a gorgeous bouquet of roses, usually a measly 99 if they're lucky.

She got something even better: one jin of rose tea, probably made with hundreds, maybe thousands, of roses.

His birthday.

He came home without a word, finished dinner, and only handed her a box after she had washed the dishes.

"Baby," "honey," "sweetheart" are what other people's husbands call them.

All he said was, "I bought it to reach the minimum order." Even several thousand yuan's worth of gold jewelry was just a way to fill out the order. Pretty impressive. I have to hand it to him.

Their wedding anniversary was even more extraordinary. He worked overtime until late on the weekend.

By the time he got home, she was already asleep.

When she got up the next day, she found a stem of fragrant lilies on the table. Apparently, he'd rushed to buy them just before the shop closed the night before.

They smelled great, but looked a little strange.

How to put it? They looked like a Peashooter, only with three heads.

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[Cheeky social-media columnist VS quiet, talented investment banker]

The office building was temporarily closed, so Chen Zuola had to work from home.

She rarely got the chance to visit her parents and eat their cooking, but they kept nagging her to find a boyfriend.

"What kind of guy do you even like?" her father asked for what must have been the hundredth time.

Chen Zuola popped the last orange segment into her mouth and glanced out the door.

"Someone like him." Holding the orange peel, she pointed at Jiang Sixu, a young man passing by with a suitcase.

Her father took one look and slapped his thigh. "Easy enough."

Only then did Chen Zuola realize how deep a hole she'd dug for herself with that casual point.

Later, Chen Zuola grabbed Jiang Sixu by the hair and asked, "You couldn't see through my dad's clumsy scheme?"

Jiang Sixu lowered her hand. "I just played along with his plan."

Chen Zuola jerked away and snapped, "You mean you played along with Jiang's plan."

Jiang Sixu pulled her into his arms. "You really are your Chinese teacher's daughter."

Theme: Be independent and strong, and bravely strive forward.