The Genius's Guide to Winning Her Heart

The big shot descended to the mortal world disguised as a little boy. Si Yi snuck around his stern father-in-law to bring his young wife a gift. Bending down and lowering his head, he lifted his robe. “Here, my little bird.” “...” Wu Qiushi, who had been born into this world, stared in shock as his father came charging out with a cleaver raised. Years later, the big shot lovingly laid out daisies everywhere. “Fellow cultivator, my chrysanthemum is yours alone.” Wu Qiushi glanced at his flat chest, then silently pulled out an eighteen-centimeter cleaver. “Bro, believe me or not, I can show you something fierce. Extra fierce!”