Chapter 1: Encounter at the Bar

  The green light came on again, and Ye Xuan was still standing in the middle of the road, as if she had long forgotten where she was.

  "Meng Meng, have you been doing well these years?"

  Is it okay? When she just found out that she was pregnant, she knew that she would have to drop out of school for a year and also knew how hard it was to raise a child. She stood at the hospital entrance for a whole day but ultimately didn't have the courage to go in.

  In a foreign land, the child was her only relative, and she couldn't bear to give up like this. So before the child was born, she had to work three jobs every day, no matter how hard or tired she was. Seeing her son being born safely, then she had enough money to buy him milk powder, and even occasionally bought him some cheap toys. Seeing his chubby smiling face, she never felt that life was hard.

  So, it can't be said to be bad either?

  "Mo Mo?" On the other end of the phone, Situ Luo Tian called out her name warmly, "Can you hear me?"

  "…Huh!" Whether she's good or bad, it has nothing to do with him anymore. What if she's not good? What if she hasn't forgotten him? He's already married, isn't he? To that powerful and wealthy young lady?

  "Meng Meng, are you free tomorrow? I'll come find you, it's been years, I..."

  "No way!" Ye Xuan Mo immediately interrupted him. Meet up?! No, she would rather be a deserter, "I..."

  "Are you looking for death?!"

  The man's low and cold voice abruptly interrupted her, Ye Xuan still didn't understand what was happening, when suddenly she felt a force pulling her to one side, the next second, a car sped past her side.

  Everything came too suddenly, Ye Xuanmo was completely unprepared, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground and was crushed by a speeding car!

  She and Situ Luotian indeed had no fate between them, of course, the current Ye Xuanfei was no longer the girl who would fall for a man back then!

  Losing face in front of someone once is enough!

  "Miss Ye, have you returned to your senses?!" The cold voice was filled with suppressed anger!

  Ye Xuan's mind was suddenly frozen by this cold voice, and the person was already standing on the opposite side of the road. Apart from recalling someone's bad taste, she was more heartbroken about her newly bought phone.

  She turned around, her dark eyes narrowing slightly, then stretched out her hand in a gesture of demanding payment.

  "What's wrong?" He saved her life, and although he didn't expect her to be eternally grateful, she should at least say thank you. But this detestable woman had an arrogant look on her face, what was going on?

  "Compensate me for my phone!"

  "What?! Ou Mu Xuan suddenly flared up in anger, are all women so indiscriminate about gratitude and resentment?!"

  "If you break someone else's things, you have to compensate them. This is the most basic common sense. I don't think Mr Ou wants to be dishonest?" Ye Xuanmu hooked her finger, gesturing for him to hurry up.

  Such a posture, such an expression, in Ou Mu Xuan's eyes, was simply asking to be beaten, if it were someone else, he would have swung his fist long ago, regardless of whether you're male or female, daring to provoke him was simply looking for death. However, this woman alone, no matter how angry he was, could only choke back the flames in his heart, unable to vent them out, and this matter made him even angrier!

  "You..."

  "Uncle!" A sweet and tender voice of a little boy suddenly appeared at this time, abruptly interrupting Ou Mu Xuan's anger.

  The little boy blinked his extremely bright eyes, innocently looking at Ou Mu Xuan, "Uncle, going on a date with sister without bringing a gift is very impolite, do you want to buy a rose to give to sister?"

  "I won't buy it!" Ou Mu Xuan coldly refused.

  It's clear that this woman is intentionally provoking him, so why did he buy her flowers? And why does the little kid call him uncle but calls this dead woman sister?

  "But sister was clearly asking for a gift from uncle, could uncle really bear to hurt such a beautiful young lady?" The little boy's voice was clear and innocent, "Girls all like flowers, especially roses, especially when they are personally given by uncle!"

  "......" Ou Mu Xuan furrowed his brow, this little kid was talking too much, yet somehow he couldn't bring himself to dislike him. He didn't particularly like children, but why wasn't he annoyed by the boy's presence?

  "A rose costs only ten bucks, it's cheap and effective to please my sister. And, uncle," the little boy pouted his chubby lips, with a layer of mist flashing in his bright eyes, "I also want to live, can you bear to see me starve to death on the street?"

  That way, the more pitiful it is, the more pitiful it will be. For some reason, Ou Mu Xuan's anger dissipated completely, "Where is your father?"

  "My father abandoned my mother, I've never seen my father before, he doesn't want us anymore!" The little boy said with extreme grievance.

  This sentence made Oumu Xuan's usually icy heart tremble slightly, as if it was painful, and he even wished to take this little kid back home and give him warmth, however...

  Warmth? He can't even warm himself up, how can he warm others?

  A faint, mocking smile played on his lips as Ou Mu Xuan took out his wallet and pulled out all the cash inside. He squatted down his noble body and took the flowers from the little boy's hands.

  "I've bought it!"

  "Thank you, uncle! You and sister are a great match! Good luck! I'll be watching over you!" The little boy stretched out his chubby little hand, took the stack of red bills, bowed politely to Ou Mu Xuan, then turned around and ran off.

  Five yuan a rose, and I got a whole bunch of cash in return. What a bargain! It's even more profitable than selling arms!

  Ye Xuanmo looked at the figure that disappeared around the street corner, why did she feel so familiar, why did it look like her own little devil? An illusion, this must be an illusion!

  "Take it!"

  At the time when Ye Xuan was stunned, Ou Mu Xuan was very impolite and not gentle at all, stuffing that rose into her hand, and with an extremely cold and proud expression, he turned his head away without looking at her.

  "Oh, Ou Zong is blushing?" Ye Xuanmo placed the rose on her nose tip, leaning in with a tilted face and whispering, "First time giving flowers?"

  Ou Mu Xuan coldly snorted, "You certainly won't be so lucky!"

  When he went to attend a funeral, he would generally send wreaths. Wreaths are also made of flowers, so he can be said to have sent flowers too, although those were all for the dead!

  "Right, you asked me to come here..."

  "It's a starry sky!" In the crowd, when a group of reporters passed by, one person's voice suddenly rose eight degrees!

  "Awesome!"

  Then, in an instant, Ye Qianyu and Ou Muxi, holding fresh flowers, were surrounded again. This scene, this atmosphere, saying they are not a couple, saying they are innocent, I'm afraid even ghosts wouldn't believe it.

  "Mr Ou, are you and Miss Xingkong on a date?" Every time they were surrounded by reporters, there was always this "pseudo-reporter" who asked questions. Without waiting for the two to respond - assuming they would even answer - the pseudo-reporter asked again, "Miss Xingkong, why haven't we seen you return to work at Ou Corporation yet?"

  He glanced at the reporter, then slanted a glance at the petrified woman beside him. A sly smile spread across Ou Mu Xuan's lips as he stretched out his long arm and pulled Ye Xuan into his embrace. "She just returned from abroad and needs to rest."

  That expression, that tone, was full of infinite care and tenderness. What a thoughtful boyfriend! He would rather put aside the company's interests than hurt her feelings. The reporters were instantly stirred up.

  "Director Ou, are you worried about Miss Xingkong?"

  "How far have your feelings developed?"

  "Excuse me..."

  Ye Xuanmu mechanically raised her head to look at a certain person next to her who was making an obscene joke, and said: "Movie Emperor, do you need me to help you contact a famous Hollywood director to film a disaster movie? As the president, you absolutely chose the wrong profession and entered the wrong industry!"