Time flies by swiftly, the most heartless thing.
The girl once cherished in the palm of his hand, now and in the future, may never cross paths again.
Yan Ye had a dream this night.
He dreamt of the scene when he saw Lian Xinying for the second time.
She was dragging a pink suitcase, standing at the door of his villa.
Her little mouth pouted, not to act cute or intentionally made, back then, she was as tender as a fresh fruit.
Her eyes were filled with vigilance towards strangers and the sorrow of her father's death.
In Yan Ye's eyes, back then, she was like a stray dog.
It might sound harsh, but in his eyes, she was just a poor little thing.
However, she did not stay in the role of a pitiful creature for long, because she quickly made him realize a problem.
She was so arrogant and fierce, directly disrupting his life, and very quickly, he became willing to give for her.
At first, anything he gave her was out of pity and his inherent lavishness.
