Gauze & Snow

There was breaking news in Beijing. “Master Qiao’s wife for twelve years ran away! Without taking her son with her!”
Rumors spread like wildfire. Some said that Master Qiao was two-faced with a cold attitude which led to an unhappy marriage. Others said his wife got together with another man. And a few said, their son was too ugly.
One day, the little boy found Ye Jiaqi and cried,” Qiqi, daddy says I was bought from a pet shop.”
“How can you buy such a gorgeous son from the pet shop,” Ye Jiaqi replied, “You were obviously won… From a lottery.”
…
Twenty years ago, he had spoiled her to the heavens. Twenty years later, he spoiled both of them to the heavens and back.
And from then on, Master Qiao had only one person in his heart.

Fated love: the unwanted bride

Sylvan Cheney, in a black suit, stood in the open.


His figure was slim, his face frosty, and he emanated a cold, solitary aura.


His sharp eyes were fixed on the second floor of the villa, where the doors and windows were tightly shut.


"Mr. Cheney, I'll go check if Luka Xadrian is there," Charles Mcintosh suggested.


Sylvan Cheney raised his hand to stop him: "No need, he's there."


Charles Mcintosh squinted his eyes, he didn't see anyone.


Yet, as soon as he finished speaking, sure enough, a middle-aged man came down from the second floor.


The man wore a simple grey sweater, was unkempt, with a cigar clutched between his fingers.


His hair and beard were long, he looked weather-beaten.


Luka Xadrian was coming down the steps.


The wooden steps creaked with every step he took.


And beneath them, a solitary, forlorn shadow.


Luka Xadrian glanced at Sylvan Cheney, then lowered his head to adjust his sweater cuff.


Chapter 301: A Huge Problem