Love Began with the First Meeting

The aim of Shawn coming here today was to probe into Brian's inner thoughts. He had prepared a lot of questions beforehand, but when he saw the way Brian looked at Molly, he had already got all the answers he wanted. Brian had never gazed at anyone with that overwhelming possessive look in his eyes, not even at Becky. It seemed that if anyone tried to stop his obsession with her, he was willing to do anything. For Molly's love, he would kill and have no scruples about it.

Shawn thought to himself, 'If Brian can understand his real feelings soon, he might not suffer too much from it, but if not, I'm afraid life will be harder for him than it was for Richie.

The son closely resembles his father. And they are both too obsessed with women.'

Shawn was still lost in thought, when his cell phone suddenly rang. He answered the phone and said impatiently,"Speaking!"

"Has Brian come to meet you?" Shirley's sly voice came from the other end.

Rolling his eyes, Shawn said flatly,"He has left."

"What? He has already left?"

"Yes, he has just left here, five minutes ago!" Shawn hummed,"But do not expect that I will tell you much about Brian. If you want to know, just go and ask him by yourself."

"Damn Shawn! Go to hell!" Shirley yelled. Unable to ask Brian directly how he was getting along with Little Molly, Shirley had counted on Shawn. She had just heard the news from Richie that Brian had been in QY Island now, so she wanted to pry some information. However, she was very disappointed and piqued now, since Shawn was unwilling to let her in on the details.

however much you like. I'm used to it. It's okay for me…" An indifferent sounding Shawn said, wearing a poker face. He was somewhat happy to

hung up the call, smiling to himself. He then got on the car and drove away from the airport. In the meantime, Shirley, who was in XK Intelligence Agency, was holding the phone and heaped curses on Shawn. Those

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the plane arrived at A City, it was already late at night. The airport was covered with white snow. It felt like Molly could already feel

with a sturdy chiffon that she was wearing, she felt even colder. Now she had come directly from summer to

left side. He had been engrossed with his own affairs from the time they got on the plane. He didn't turn his gaze from his laptop until the plane was about to land. He now shifted his gaze to view outside the plane from the small

Mr. Brian Long has prepared this for you!" said the stewardess, who had just come over, bringing a down jacket. Molly accepted, a little stunned.

International Airport. When the cabin door opened, a freezing cold wind blew

unhappy look in Brian's intense sharp eyes. He

followed out of the cabin. He inadvertently saw the two hands tightly holding together. Brian's left hand holding Molly's right was the most perfect clasp of hands he had ever seen. Except for the calluses on his palm and index finger caused by the frequent rubbing of the gun, you'd easily describe their clasping as flawless. But now this perfect hand held

Tony thought to himself, 'It seems Mr. Brian Long is impressed with himself that his left hand works

were dancing around Molly and Brian. In the strong light of the searchlight, the picture unfolding in front

Tony replied, as

on in confusion, Molly could not understand why Brian wanted to take the special passage at

understood her doubts at once. He said flatly,"I don't want Edgar to know