Matter of Love

For a moment, Greg even felt difficult to breathe. He had thought that they would never meet each other again in his life, but he didn't expect that this would come so suddenly that he was at a loss.

The person who sent the message was Rona Zhao, his first love, and the woman who had always been in his heart.

He used to think that they would live forever. At that time, he even forgot the hatred for her. As long as he could live with her, he didn't care about anything.

However, in the end, they didn't get together. After the initial enthusiasm was gone, the simple life, as well as the frequent separation between them, quickly created gaps between them.

At that time, the Wei Group had just been established. He had to go out to deal with business and meet clients every day, so naturally he had ignored her. Since then, their communication had become less and less. The former warmth had been gradually replaced by arguments, and the distance between them had become farther and farther.

He would never forget that when he saw her with another man disheveled in their rented house, Greg felt as if the day was about to collapse.

Why did he work so hard? He wanted to give her a better life and a happy life, but he didn't expect that she found her own happiness by herself. At that moment, Greg felt that the whole world abandoned him.

Rona's father, Zed, was a well-known Mafia leader in M Country. Zed only had one daughter, so he was spoiled by Rona since childhood. Every day she went out, Rona was followed by a large number of bodyguards.

had just signed a contract tonight, and his living

he had to work and study to pay his tuition and living expenses. Although

firm goal in his heart, that was, to surpass his father Boris within ten years. If Boris hadn't fooled around with other women behind his

life. The pressure of life did not

all of

motorbike appeared in front of him, on which

old lady standing not far away from him. The old lady was obviously frightened by the heavy

moment of desperation, Greg dodged and rushed to the side of the old lady, holding her

girl on the heavy motorbike stepped on the brake because of their sudden appearance. However, the huge inertia made her unable to

to the girl on the motorcycle. He turned to the old lady in his arms. She was about the same age as

I would have died!" The old lady only had

Have a look at your wound."

"Hey, how did you walk the street? Didn't you

that, Greg frowned and turned his head to look at the source of the voice. The girl with big waves was lying awkwardly on the side of the road, and her leather jacket was broken.