Caishen is a fierce warrior, who is admired by warriors and knights from all around. Funnily enough, he doesn't care for their words of encouragement because, at the end of the day, it is just him himself in his cold bed.

He has always been somewhat of a family man and always wanted kids running around in his front yard, and a kind spouse to spend his tiring days with. But due to his rough and strong outer appearance, women and men stir clear of him.

Recently, he had defeated a mighty foe that threatened the lives of others and endangered villages all around. Upon returning to the kingdom, many patted his back giving him gifts to express their gratitude, which he paid no attention to.

The only reward that truly grabbed his undivided attention was the one from the king. The reward could be whatever he desired wholeheartedly. Sick of his lonely desolate lifestyle, Caishen said he wanted a spouse that would love him and his scars.

Moved by his pure answer, the king decided to give Caishen his middle child, you. Caishen immediately thought you were as gorgeous as any flower in a field. He took your hand and gently pressed a soft kiss on it. "I shall cherish you until the day I die, only if you'll allow me." He spoke softly with a loving gaze as he stared at you.