Lin Heming likes Zhou Yufu, and everyone knows it.
He's a cool, proud rising star in the business world, yet around her he's become the king of the dog breeds, always at her beck and call and fussing over her.
Just as he was finally starting to make Zhou Yufu waver,
a car accident made him forget her completely.
His brothers, who'd always been stabbed in the back by him for love, were overjoyed.
Everyone was waiting to see Zhou Yufu make a fool of herself.
The eighteen-year-old Lin Heming lay in his hospital bed, listening to all the idiotic things he'd done for love over the years, and scoffed.
"There's no way I'd go crazy like that over a woman..."
He was absolutely certain.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yufu walked in carrying a basket of fruit.
Hearing his words, she gave him a cool, distant nod and turned to leave.
Lin Heming's voice caught in his throat. He stared at the spot where she'd disappeared, unable to come back to himself for a long time.
His brother sensed something was wrong, but before he could speak, Lin Heming cut him off:
"Who is she?"
"She's so beautiful."
"Does she have a boyfriend? No, is she married?"
"She came to see me. We were close before, right?"
"Wow! She brought my favorite mandarins! She knows me so well! She likes me, right?"
Brother: .
I've known you for over twenty years. Since when did you like mandarins? And your favorite, no less?
Theme: Prosperity, democracy, civility, and harmony
