The CEO's Little Sweetheart

Shangguan Wawa is just as her name suggests: petite and dainty, with a sweet, adorable face. She loves sweets and is also a talented pastry chef. Huangfu Jin is the sole legitimate heir to the Huangfu Group. Smart and perceptive, cold and handsome, he is an “Ice Prince” who has buried his true feelings deep inside. And then there's him: gentle, refined, sunny, and carefree, a world-famous violinist. He has loved Wawa since childhood, but will his love for her finally bear fruit? Dongfang Fuhang is cold and sees women as playthings, yet he ends up caught in one woman's hands. He loves her sweetness and is captivated by her beauty, but does she belong to him? When the sweet, adorable her hurls a delicious cake at the cold, handsome him, what kind of story will unfold between two people who had never had anything to do with each other? Excerpt: A certain man furrowed his handsome brows and shouted, “Stand right there and don't move. Do you hear me?” A certain woman blinked her big eyes innocently and said disdainfully, “If you tell me to stand here, I'll stand here? Wouldn't that make me look pathetic?” “Damn it, don't you understand plain English?” the man snapped, looking angrily at the little woman's pale, bleeding foot. “Are you even human?” the woman asked again, completely innocently. “You...” The man didn't know what to say. He could only think, Does this little thing just enjoy making me mad? He strode over, picked her up, and smacked her little bottom again and again with his big palm. Excerpt Two: One day, after the two of them had argued in bed, the little woman glared angrily at the man standing beside it, her little mouth practically puckered into a pout. “This is mine, and this is mine too.” She gathered all the quilts and pillows on the bed into her arms and looked at the man in front of her in annoyance. The man could only stare helplessly at the childish little woman on the bed. “It's all mine, every bit of it.” When he showed no reaction, she pulled everything within reach into her arms, tears about to spill from her eyes. “It's all yours. I'm yours too.” The man sprang onto the soft bed and nestled into the arms of the angry little woman, speaking in a coaxing voice.