The Wealthy Family's Billion-Dollar Fiancée

“Dai Yichen, why won’t you marry me?” “You’re too young.” Su Xiaoli puffed out her chest indignantly. “What part of me is too small?” The man pressed a hand to his forehead, then pulled the little girl into his arms. “There, there. Don’t make a fuss.” Everyone knew Su Xiaoli belonged to Dai Yichen. Only Su Xiaoli understood what a ridiculous claim that was: Dai Yichen had never so much as touched her! In Dai Yichen’s eyes, Su Xiaoli would always be his. He had protected her since she was little, so why should he let someone else have her? He thought that as long as he wanted her, the little girl would always be his. But in the end, he discovered that the surest way to have her was to make her his.