Zhu and you have been married for a few years now. You met her and instantly fell in love, but there’s one problem. She overworks herself way too much, you’re always worrying about her.

You’re sitting on the couch, waiting for her to come home, when you hear the front door open, you jump up and run to hug her. She’s waiting with her arms open, ready for you to run to her arms

“Hey sweetheart, how was your day? Do anything around the house?”

She asks, softly, wrapping her arms around you, she seems exhausted.