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Outside in the pouring rain, Liu Shun-Feng was on his way to Wang Yi-An’s house. He was supposed to meet with Mother Wang and his mother at the Wang’s Residence after he finished one of his endorsements gig.Pan Rong and Mother Wang had their plans, and they wanted to properly talked about Wang Yi-An’s engagement to Liu Shun-Feng. Pan Rong wasn’t happy with Liu Shun-Feng as his future son-in-law, and he wanted to talk with him personally. As a father, no one is good enough for his daughter.Just as Liu Shun-Feng was pulling his sport car into the parking lot, he saw Wang Yi-An rushing outside in the pouring rain. He couldn’t help himself, and he followed her. Watching her sitting down outside in the cold, in the middle of the street. He came over and covered her with his dark navy blue umbrella. Being soaked in the rain, Wang Yi-An fallen ill. Just as she loses her consciousness, he dropped his umbrella to the ground to support her. Holding her upright just in time before she hit her
doesn’t? Walking into the bathroom with a pair of dried clothing. He had been busy taking care of Wang Yi-An since they got to the hotel. And he was still wet himself. He might not have been in the rain as long as Wang Yi-An has, but he was still damped by the rain.Heading into the shower after he had removed all of his clothing. He continued to curse and slam his fist on the shower wall. After the shower, he walked out feeling fresh. He walked into the bedroom and Wang Yi-An was still out of it. Still trying to recover from the fever she had, which had gone down thanks to the medicine.Feeling her forehead with the back of his hand. He smiled because her temperature had cooled down quite a bit, still hot. But not as hot as it was before.He wore a bathrobe as he got out of the shower; he was still wet and tried to dry himself first before he change, but he was just damn tired, so he was still wearing the bathrobe, naked underneath as he climbed into the bed with her laying next to h
“I have never agreed to that. Also,” he breathe out while he button the last button on his shirt before he said. “I can’t just tell my mother that we changed our minds and not get marry just because you’re in love with Yang Tian-Xu.”“I… can’t love him anymore…” Wang Yi-An faced away, because she doesn’t want him to see her sad face, but Liu Shun-Feng sees right through her.“A fight already?” He asked, but she shook her head. He stopped her when he said, “Don’t try to lie to me, Yi-An.” Staring at her, he knew what she wanted to say. He doesn’t need her to lie to him, nor does he want her to lie to him. “I heard you calling his name last night. It wasn’t just once. But a lot of times.”“I…” Wang Yi-An wanted to say something, but she doesn’t know what to say. She stared away from his eyes. Looking at nothing, as her mind became filled with confusion.Then Liu Shun-Feng came over and sat closer to her. He sat very close, close enough to have almost sat on her, but he didn’t. He looked
If time could freeze for all eternity; what feelings would time transform into? Would these feelings of forever become the essence for a love that never changes? Or has the love changed to become eternal? For now, as he held her deep in his arms, one second would be enough. Satisfied for those brief seconds when she was in his arms, even when the thought of letting her go hurts him inside. The man stood tall as he embraced the woman in his arms; he squeezed her tight. She was much shorter than him, so her head reaches to his chest. He inhaled the sweet scent of her hair, and listened to her angelic voice when she asked, "Are you okay?" He realised, he can't live without her. Someone he thought he could never love, an unreachable artifact he would never own. The one person he thought, "It's better if I hate you." He remembered back to six months ago when he met her for the first time. It was Mid-April, and the sky was as bright and beautiful as it could be after the rain.
He bounced into his expensive looking car and left the park-aide. As he drove out, the road packed with ongoing traffic, he waited another three minutes before squeezing into the main street. During the three minutes he waited, he saw her again. This time she was helping an older lady as she pushed a cart of recycled bottles, trying to cross in front of him. The girl, up close looked so petite, yet she acts as if she can push the whole cart herself, not allowing the old lady to help her. Once they crossed over, the girl would smile and help the woman before leaving. Watching her somehow made his heart skip a beat. The corner of his lips curled up, and he surprised himself as he thought, "What the heck am I thinking?" He drove out as soon as he got his chance, sometimes he would look at his rear-mirror hoping to see a glance of her. The drive back to his office building wasn't long, he got off his car and his assistant, Tseng Kuan-Yin Went to the driver seat and drove the
Time quickly passed by before he realised it was already late. The staff left for home, one by one, while he remained in his chair, lost in his thoughts. A knocked on the door and his assistant, Tseng Kuan-Yin's head pop in. "Hey boss, if there's nothing else, I'll leave for the day, okay?" "Sure thing." He replied. He was a man with few words. But he was competent in his line of work. He had a lot of work as the president of a significant enterprise company. Although, his assistant helps out a lot, he did most of the work; Yang Tian-Xu needed to read over the documents and sign them. Once he could find a proper replacement for Manager Jiang, his workload would lessen, but for now he had to monitor the projects on the seventh floor. The plane disappearance was massive news in the country, but people's' lives must go on, with work seemingly endless, Yang Tian-Xu needed a break for a minute. He thought about how it could have been, if he was on that fligh
Cheung Lan-Er, known by many as Mrs Yang, she is in her late-40’s, however, she still looked young and had taken care of her beauty well. She asked him, “You remembered Yue-Yan right?” as she placed her hands on the girl’s shoulder. Mrs Yang smiled at the girl next to her as she continued, “Yue-Yan arrived from City A today, and drop by to give us a visit.” Tong Yue-Yan smiled at him and gave a slight nod as a greeting.He slightly nodded back at her and his mother caught his father by surprised as she blames her husband, “This is all your father’s fault! Yang Fei-Hung!” Mr Yang choked on the tea he took a sip of, coughing as he put the cup down on their expensive maple coffee table, he asked, “Why is it my fault?”“Yes, it’s your fault, you let my poor Tian-Xu work late every night! If you have been the President instead, our Tian-Xu would have opportunities to find himself a lovely girlfr
Yang Tian-Xu knew her mother’s intention was to have him spend more time with Tong Yue-Yan. Even though he finds it a little annoying, he stills obey his mother’s commands. His mother hope their relationships could improve into something more than just friends.“Yes, mother.” He replied, thinking of how short it would be to take her home, he couldn’t careless about it if it makes his mother happy.“Oh no, it’s okay, President Yang just got home. I wouldn’t want to bother him so much. I have my driver waiting outside.”“Oh please, both of you should stop being so polite to each other, Tian-Xu is only three years older than you. You can call him by his first name.” Then she turned to look at her son, “You too Tian-Xu, stop being so polite and treat each other friendlier.”“Yes, mother.” Tian-Xu obediently replied. “Yue-Yan, shall I see you to your car then?”&