Xia Ling lowered her head and felt the gold words with her white fingers.
How many years had passed…
Many turbulent years had passed, but the first meeting was still the first meeting. It was clearly imprinted in her heart, and she couldn't forget it even in her next life.
She turned around, lifted her head, and looked at a small building nearby. The second floor was the Head of the orphanage's office. Sunlight was reflected from floor-to-ceiling windows. Behind the window was a spacious and quiet space. No one was there.
In her heart, the tall man who was as beautiful as a god appeared.
On that day, he stood silently behind the floor-to-ceiling window wearing a tight black suit as he overlooked the garden and observed her. She was being chased by people and only glanced at him from a distance before she had to flee in another direction. However, it was the one glimpse that became a curse of two lifetimes.
"Xiao Ling, come, go home with me."
