My Wife Is Obviously a Queen but She Is Too Virtuous

I feel helpless for my wife. She is obviously a singing queen, but she only likes to buy food and cook for me. She is obviously a national goddess, but she only wants to be a good wife and mother. Her fans send me razor blades every day, saying that I have delayed her, but I don't want to either! It turns out that being too virtuous is also a burden? Speaking of which, all these happy troubles originated from that night when I sat on the roof and sang a song "Rooftop"... This is the story of a national goddess pursuing a steely straight man, defying hardships and overcoming all difficulties, and finally succeeding in reverse. (No hostility, small twists and turns in the early stage, but all dog food later)