“Dai Yichen, why won’t you marry me?”
“You’re still too young.”
Su Xiaoli thrust out her chest indignantly. “What part of me is too young?”
The man rubbed his forehead, then pulled the little girl into his arms. “Be good. Don’t make a fuss.”
Everyone knows Su Xiaoli belongs to Dai Yichen. Only Su Xiaoli understands what a load of nonsense that is. Dai Yichen has never laid a finger on her!
As far as Dai Yichen is concerned, Su Xiaoli will always be his. He’s looked after her since she was little. If he doesn’t keep her for himself, who else could he let 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 simply to make her his.
