Summary
On Lantern Festival night, while out for the Lantern Viewing, we happened to run into the Chancellor and his wife.
As my husband stood there, lost in thought while staring at the Chancellor’s Wife’s retreating figure, rows of text suddenly drifted across my vision.
[This devoted second male lead energy is so satisfying!]
[The second male lead never forgot the female lead his entire life. So sweet, sob, I’m obsessed with this ship.]
[You can’t blame the second lead for not liking the supporting female character. With a smart, sophisticated powerhouse female lead like our Meibao right there, who would ever settle for a little housewife who only knows how to cook?]
Excuse me?
What’s wrong with cooking?
Who did my love for cooking ever offend?
Do the Immortals who wrote these words not eat?!
In a fit of rage, I…