The Cold, Aloof Iceberg Is Actually a Wife-Doting Maniac

Qi Yuan glared at the tall, handsome man with the icy expression and said impatiently, “Let go!” Young Master Yan refused to release her. “Let’s talk!” “About what?” “About getting married!” Holy crap! Qi Yuan felt as if thunder had struck her. “Dude, I don’t think we even know each other!” Young Master Yan let go and held out his hand to shake. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Yan Bosong, chairman and CEO of the Yan Group in the capital!” So he was a domineering... cold CEO! Qi Yuan was terrified. What was she supposed to do? Should she... marry him or not?