"Honey!!!"
"Come here! Quick! Stop making dinner for a second!!"
"I've got something amazing to show you!!!"
...
In an apartment in the Tianhe District, Zhang Yi's urgent, excited voice suddenly rang out from the living room.
Chen Li, who had just gotten home from her job at the Sports Bureau, was tying on her apron, about to head into the kitchen to make dinner.
Hearing her husband's excited voice, she put down the fresh celery she had just picked up. She had been about to trim the leaves, leaving only the stalks to stir-fry with shrimp.
She walked into the living room and saw her husband on the sofa, his face flushed with excitement. She couldn't help but ask curiously,
"What's so great that it's got you this worked up?"
Zhang Yi had always been a steady, level-headed man. She'd known him for over ten years, ever since they met on the provincial team, and she had rarely seen him lose his composure like this.
