Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair had heard about Wesley long before they met. Everyone thought he was a hero. In Blair's eyes, he was a superhero.

Blair was luckier than Wesley's other fans because her uncle was his superior. A few loving words were all it took, and her uncle told her anything she wanted to know about the man she had a crush on.

Even so, Blair had never asked her uncle to introduce her. She believed in fate, and somehow, she firmly believed that they would eventually be together.

Shock of shocks, she was right. She met him not long after.

But their first meeting was not a fun one.

That year, Blair was nineteen years old and Wesley was twenty-three.

Blair was a college student, and her college was in the same city as her home. But she seldom came home. Whenever she did, she always saw her parents fighting.

But sometimes, she had to come home. Just like today.

It was the holidays. Her roommates all went home. Blair stood in front of the villa with a small suitcase. It was a beautiful villa, but hardly warm.

She typed in the code at the entrance. "Beep!" The door to the villa opened.

"Look at you! I'm sick of you! Why did you come back? Get out of here!" a woman shrieked—she was Blair's mom, Grace Ji. Blair sighed helplessly as she realized that her mom was yelling at her dad again.

Judging from her name, you could tell that Grace Ji's parents wanted her to be a graceful woman.

And she worked to live up to that name. Even now, she was soft and elegant in public. Everyone believed that her name reflected her inner beauty.

But she was a totally different woman in front of Jacob Jing, Blair's father.

Blair knew why—it was because of life.

Life had ground her kind-hearted and gentle mom down. She became bitter and angry.

room. Before she could greet her parents, she heard a loud bang and flames sprang up to the

Jing was a Professor of Chemistry, but his degree hadn't made him

and couldn't see any other way out. He decided to destroy himself

or how he'd done it. Her dad might have been a chemistry genius, but she didn't inherit any of his skill or

that this was suicide. Her father brought explosives

wall. She was knocked senseless.

contorted in pain, their mouths open. But Blair couldn't

her of her

and save her parents, but the blazing fire ripped through the whole villa. She tried, and was forced back by the

do something,

but she couldn't find her phone. Probably it didn't matter anyway, because she couldn't hear anything they might ask her.

She could

hear nothing, she still called out at the top of

barreling through the fire and wreckage. It was her dad, wreathed in flames. He

the floor, unable

him mouth to her, "Run!

was everything she ever knew, and now she watched it burn

in the villa kept ringing. It was, after all, a high-class housing estate. Soon, a crowd gathered outside the

Blair struggled to stand and

felt something sharp and withdrew her hand, her head turning to look. A sharp piece of metal was lodged

moment, she realized that if she didn't leave the villa now,

to live if her parents were

be trapped in there. Blair wanted to go to the kitchen to help put out the fire, but the temperature was too high. She felt like

and her clothes were

smoke from the fire. She didn't know what to do.

engines were approaching, sirens announcing their

trapped inside. He waded through the blaze and saw Blair standing there