Fade with Time and Love

Janine deliberately pretended that she hadn’t seen this man, and was ready to go away.

But George Chiao opened his mouth: "Ann, this is...?" His clear eyes fell upon Janine doubtfully.

When Ann Jian saw George coming, she changed herself to another person. She took George's arm and said gently, "George, my clothes got dirty, so I asked this lady to bring me a new one."

"Oh." George looked at Janine and said: "Are you with Fashion studio?"

Janine nodded, she lifted her eyes, met the eyes of George.

At the very moment, everything happened seven years ago, flushed into her mind.

At the engagement party, they were so happy. They couldn’t help but smile in happiness. Their faces shone like bright stars. But she, fell into darkness after that day, with her whole life completely overturned.

Recalling the past hurt her, countless tears were about to ran down her face.

Seven years, more than two thousand days and nights, changed the paths of lives. Two people who once loved each other, do not recognize each other at this moment!

"Let me see the design." George reached his hand to Janine.

bag. At the minute he took it, she saw his

It’s been seven years. Haven’t they got married ? Her doubt passed in a flash.

dress out of the bag. The dress was black,

George said to Janine: "who designed

inexplicable alert to this women, whose name was Sofia Lee or something. Her man, who had never been much interested in women's clothes,

speak when the hall

swept in. Everyone looked in

man , surrounded by some 6 feet tall guys, walked in.

a straight black suit, knife-carved face, uniquely noble and

The hall fell into complete silence, until someone came to his sense, and saluted to the man respectfully: "Mr. Ho, you are

Mr Ho, the very one in that legendary, whose

ago, when he was only

had managed to spread his five-stars chain hotels to dozens of countries around the world.

even though people were interested in talking about him, this legendary

man, with marvelous wisdom and business intelligence, could still be

Yasin Ho when she delivered the clothes. She

the hall, and gazed into her eyes suddenly. Even she knew he wasn’t really looking at her, but

as stiff as a wood. It was like someone was holding her throat, making her unable to breath.

Why? Yasin’s eyes were just like the eyes of the man who took

had turned his eyes away. He went straight to