The CEO’s Exclusive Bride: A Kiss from the Little Devil

The year they met, he was sixteen, the puppet young master of a powerful family. She was six, a longtime resident of an orphanage. With candy and a little carrot-and-stick persuasion, he became her guardian in name. From then on, whether it was danger, business wars, gunfights, or tender moments, she was always there, as she put it, because she was “attached” to him. The year they laid their cards on the table, he was thirty, a shrewd and powerful man from a wealthy clan. She was twenty, a young woman who had grown up under his care. She raised her chin and spoke to him in his own tone, striking his own pose. “Ye Han, just admit it. You raised me this far. Do you really have the heart to let me marry someone else?” He raised his hands in surrender. “Why let the good water flow to someone else’s field?”