Mr. Xie, Your Darling Wife Is Pouting for a Hug Again

[Both leads are faithful + Sweet romance + Flirtatious tension]

Wen Qiao is the Xie family's adopted daughter.

When she moved into the Xie family home at fifteen, the aloof man told her, “From now on, I'm your guardian. In front of other people, remember to call me Uncle.”

The girl nodded timidly, like a little kitten. “I understand.”

Years passed, and the girl grew more and more beautiful.

In the elevator.

Drunk, Wen Qiao gazed hazily at the gorgeous man before her. She touched his handsome face with her slender, fair fingers and said sweetly, “You're so handsome, big brother.”

The man's expression was stern and cold. He grabbed her hand, his voice low. “Wen Qiao, it's only been half a month, and you've gotten bolder. You're even flirting with your own uncle now?”

The Xie family's heir was nearly thirty and still unmarried. A string of Buddhist prayer beads was always wrapped around his pale wrist. He was so pure and restrained, he might as well have been a monk.

There were never any women around him, only a little butterfly ten years his junior, who called him Uncle in a soft voice every day.

One day.

Wen Qiao finally recognized her feelings. Taking advantage of the alcohol, she confessed to him. “Uncle, I think I've fallen for you.”

The man toyed with the long hair hanging over her chest. His dark eyes glimmered behind his glasses. “I don't believe you. Unless you call me hubby.”

“Hubby...”

“Good girl, Qiaoqiao.”