Love Began with the First Meeting

When Eric's car stopped outside the manor, a waiter came and opened the car doors for them. Eric gave his car keys to the waiter to have the car parked. Then, he walked to Molly's side, stretched out his arm and, wearing a playful smile on his face, beckoned her to hold his arm.

But Molly didn't budge as she was hesitating. Baffled, she looked at Eric's arm and then looked at his eyes.

Ignoring her embarrassment, Eric grabbed her arm and wrapped it around his own. Raising his brows towards Molly, he said like a naughty boy, "You're my female companion tonight. Do you mean to walk in separated ways with me?"

Without giving Molly the chance to say anything back, Eric had already pulled her to walk inside the manor.

As they walked through the crowd of people, Molly saw a lot of beautiful and elegant women and all kinds of celebrities there. Gradually, a sense of inferiority rose in her heart. She nervously gnawed on her lower lip and clenched her hands.

Eric seemed to have sensed her nervousness. He gently pinched her cold hand and, slightly furrowing his brows, he said in an attractive voice, "As long as you are confident in and of yourself, you will be the focus of this party. Do you understand?"

Molly looked towards him and saw the serious and affirmative look in his eyes. She slightly pursed her lips together which were painted with pink lipstick, and nodded her head.

Smiling, Eric held Molly's hand even tighter and urged, "Hurry up. It's so cold outside!"

Rubbing Molly's cold hands to give her warmth, Eric picked up his pace and walked toward the hall.

her. Although he could be very annoying at times, he was considerate enough to make her feel moved. He always showed his care in a casual way. And those things might be insignificant to other

of warm air blew over

to see Eric Long showing up there. They did not expect that he would come and show respect to Mr. Song. But for most of the guests, they had more interest in scanning Molly, wondering whether this woman was the new

now. She felt like she couldn't breathe. If Eric hadn't been holding her hand now, Molly believed that she would've already turned around

tender voice made her relax more and she instinctively nodded her head. Eric grinned playfully and whispered, "In my

wasn't an outstandingly beautiful woman in appearance, but she was very delicate and had a good plasticity to become better. She especially had quite a good body shape. Earlier, he just handed her to the designers, without any expectations. However, after she

"Eric, you boy!"

of age, came to their ears. Eric stood up and looked at an old man who was dressed in a red traditional Chinese suit. Eric smiled and said in

envelope of money from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Song.

He wasn't like any other eighty-year old man. After he beckoned his servant to take the red envelope, he

You will live

happily, all the while paying no attention to the other people's curious gazes. She grinned, not knowing why. She didn't feel that Eric and Mr. Song were flattering

wasn't the usual dangerous man. He was just a boy who

woman again?" looking at Molly,

instantly flushed red as she didn't expect that Mr. Song would