Hey! My Laptop Can Connect to the CEO

[Age gap + sweet romance + mutual firsts + older man]

(Doting, possessive older man × lively, playful, pampered girl)

Tang Yan was the youngest head of the Tang Group, with assets worth hundreds of millions. He was ruthless in business, and everyone in the industry feared him.

One day, he found an old notebook in his grandfather's study and casually left it on the desk. Then, one day, a line of soft, rounded handwriting appeared out of nowhere on a blank page: “I don't want to do homework. This is so annoying.”

Seventeen-year-old Su Su was sweet, delicate, and doted on by her whole family. She had no idea who was on the other end of the notebook, and simply poured her girlish thoughts onto its pages.

But Tang Yan read them. For the first time in his thirty years of self-restraint, he made an exception for a girl he'd never met.

He waited for her to finish her homework, for her college entrance exams to end, and for her to come of age.

On the day her exams ended, a black Maybach was parked outside the school gates. A man in a sharply tailored suit leaned against the car door, his features stern. For once, a trace of nerves showed on his usually restrained, austere face.

Su Su ran out and spotted him at once. She threw herself into his arms, lifted her face, and smiled sweetly: “Uncle Tang Yan!”

He caught her, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead to hers. His voice was husky. “Su Su, from today on, call me something else.”

She blinked. “What should I call you?”

He kissed the corner of her lips, his voice deep and utterly serious. “Call me husband.”