Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 154

Molly looked towards Brian.

He was lying on the sofa indolently while holding a book in his hand.

He saw her come in, yet he just snatched a momentary glance at her, and then drew his eyes back to his book.

Brian was indeed a handsome man. He had an angular face with narrow and sharp eyes. His thin lips were gently closed as he was lying on the sofa and reading a book. Such Brian, compared with the usual, was less distant and arrogant, but a little more elegant. The scene in front of her was so peaceful, as if it were a picture. He was so attractive that no one could take their eyes away from him.

Molly took off her shoes and put her slippers on without saying a word. Her fair face was with a little flush which was left by the cool wind outside.

Brian asked indifferently without raising his head,"Have you come to an agreement with Steven?" His long and slim fingers gracefully flipped a page, creating a rustling sound and a heavy atmosphere.

Molly bit her lips as she glared at Brian and said coldly,"I have nothing to talk with him. Everything is under your control, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Brian's eyes flickered slightly and his thin lips curled a little. He raised up his head and looked at her, then said flatly,"Mol, I have told you, don't you dare escape from me as long as I don't say yes!"

"You wretch!" Molly, with a furious face, looked at Brian, wondering whether he was an angel or a devil. Sometimes, she really wanted to tear him to pieces to see what his inner world was like.

She wondered why he treated her so nicely at times and made her feel warm, yet sometimes he acted like a devil.

"I... was never a good guy." The smile at the corners of his mouth gradually turned into a sneer. Even under the deep-set eyes covered a kind of mockery.

Molly clenched her fists and gnashed her teeth with rage. She calmed herself as she bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. "Thanks for your warning!"

Then, Molly turned around and went upstairs. She was reluctant to see him.

Brian neither made a move nor stopped Molly. But when she turned around, he saw the hurting expression on her face, which made him feel so heart-broken that he knitted his brows.

He closed the book and threw it aside. He was so agitated that anything would make him feel annoyed. His eyes fell out of a French window, only to see the night-lamps giving out dim light in the dark...

*

Eric lazily leaned back on a car. The scene in front of him was a mess. The hay was scattered around, which gave people a sense of dreariness.

The cool wind blew his short hair, revealing a pair of eyes which conveyed a sense of complexity. His calm and aloof face carried a kind of coldness which stopped any stranger approaching.

His phone rang. Impatiently, he took it out. And as he saw the number, he reluctantly took the call and said,"Dad, what's the matter?"

On the other side of the line, Frank said in a low voice,"I'll return to Dragon Island first and come back soon to attend Wing's charity concert. And you'd better pay attention to your behavior when your Uncle Richie and Aunt Shirley are present."

"My behavior? Did I do anything inappropriately?" Eric facetiously asked.

Frank frowned and replied,"You know what I mean!"

Eric didn't respond. He drew his eyes back to the mess. This place would soon belong to Dragon Empire Group. They had decided to build a hotel on it and name it Smile Hotel as a gift for Aunt Shirley by the three masters of Long clan.

Eric squinted and his beautiful deep-set eyes gave him a sharp look, especially in this cold weather. His mouth curved a little and said,"Dad, I will pay attention to my behavior with my brother."

Frank frowned even heavily. At that moment, he was busy going through the security check and waited for the plane. Looking at the busy people outside, he sighed quietly and then hung the phone up.

Eric and Brian used to be very close. Though they were cousins, they were closer than some siblings. Somehow Eric began to contest with Brian, especially for love!

"Master, the check has been done and you may get on board," Farrell said respectfully.

Frank recovered from his misgivings, then strode out of the VIP room, and got on the plane.

The plane glided across the inky dark sky, leaving a trail of white smoke. At the same time, Eric raised his head slightly and looked at the dim light, which was barely visible. He murmured painfully,"One day, if the same thing happened to mom, would you also take off your responsibilities and throw caution to the winds?"

Upon finishing his words, he quirked up the corners of his mouth with sneer. His sight once again fell down to the mess. 'This is the gift that dad plans to send to Uncle Richie and Aunt Shirley for their 30th wedding anniversary!'

There was a slight bitterness in Eric's eyes. He withdrew his eyes from the mess and got into the car. Starting engine, changing gear and releasing the parking brake, all these actions were done smoothly. The roar of the engine was especially harsh in the quiet and deserted night. After a sharp turn, the car kicked up a lot of dust and then pulled away from the ruins...

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After the concert by Park Shin Chun, another piece of news drew the attention of the world's musicians again; A City would hold a charity concert by Wing.

Wing held a charity concert in different countries every year. All the money raised would be used for doing some research or aiding some special diseases.

Wing wielded a lot of influence, not to mention her secret identification. So the amount of money she raised each year was astronomical. At the beginning, many people believed that she did these only for publicity. However, when they saw that many people around the world indeed got help, and a lot of drugs were developed under the money she raised, their question gradually turned into the world's acclaim.