Little Aunt

Calculating, possessive CEO attacks x cool, innocent younger aunt receives

In the capital, the Chen and Song families arranged a marriage alliance.

The Song family had a younger aunt who was frail, had an old leg injury, and had spent years in a wheelchair, living in an ancient temple in the mountains. When she turned twenty-eight, after passing through her birthday tribulation, the Song family brought her home.

Chen Shijun, CEO of the Chen Group, was young and accomplished, with control of the Chen family's business firmly in her hands.

At their first meeting, she gave Song Yunxi only a brief glance, polite and distant.

"Good day, Auntie."

Song Yunxi inclined her head in return. She'd heard that the Chen family's intended match was her niece Jiayi. Sitting in her wheelchair, she watched from afar as Chen Shijun spoke with Song Jiayi, thinking it seemed a truly well-matched union.

But Chen Shijun's gaze kept wandering back to her when she wasn't looking.

She leaned down to brush a fallen flower from Song Yunxi's lap, her warm breath against Song Yunxi's ear. She called her "Auntie" softly, but her tone always held an inexplicable hint of lingering affection.

"Have you been avoiding me lately, Auntie, or is something the matter?" Chen Shijun blocked her way, resting both hands on the wheelchair's armrests and trapping Song Yunxi in the narrow space between them.

Song Yunxi's voice was cool. "Miss Chen, please behave yourself. You are my niece's fiancée."

Chen Shijun gave a low laugh and suddenly reached up to caress her cheek, her fingertip rubbing over Song Yunxi's red lips again and again.

"Chen Shijun!" Horrified and furious, Song Yunxi raised her hand to slap her, but Chen Shijun easily caught her wrist.

"What are you doing? Trying to hit me?"

Chen Shijun feigned surprise. "Don't you know? Auntie, my current marriage-alliance partner is you, Song Yunxi."

Song Yunxi's mind went blank. She watched helplessly as Chen Shijun's face drew closer. A warm sensation touched her lips.

"Mm... let..." Broken syllables slipped from between their joined lips.

It felt as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her head. Her ears rang, and every place Chen Shijun touched burned. The unfamiliar shivers frightened her.

Everything was thrown into chaos.

Song Yunxi thought hazily, this is wrong. This isn't right.

Reader's note:

1. Song Yunxi's leg condition cannot be cured. She will remain in a wheelchair throughout.

2. Includes forced pursuit and taking someone by force.

3. The niece has no romantic feelings for Chen Shijun, and Chen Shijun has no romantic feelings for the niece. None at all.

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