My Childhood Betrothed Younger Brother

After my adopted son ruined my plans and made me miss drinks for the eighth time, I finally snapped: “Gu Shizhi, don’t push your luck. Don’t forget, I’m the one who raised you!” At that, he rose and calmly walked toward me. “I haven’t forgotten. I’m the ‘child bride’ you picked up to take care of you, big sister.” I backed away, trying to sound tougher than I felt. “Th-then stop meddling in my affairs!” He acted as if he hadn’t heard me and kept closing in, his handsome face looming closer. “Big sister, isn’t it only natural for your ‘wife’ to keep you in line?” I clenched my fists stubbornly and wiped away my useless nosebleed. Damn, that face is my undoing.