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"Uncle Jian, do you still love my Mom?" asked Jean with teary eyes.

"Do I have to answer your question, Jean?" Jian stared with a heavy heart, his heart really didn't want to hurt Jeany, the daughter of the woman he loved until this moment, Nadine.

"Thank you, you don't need to answer ... I already know the answer. All right Uncle take care ... we will meet in three years." said Jean with a smile turning her body around with a tear in the corner of her eye.

Jeany walked into the airport lobby and went to New York to continue her studies in modeling and photography, leaving behind all the sweet memories of being with Jian. A male friend of her mother who Jeany just realized that he loved her.

Jeany ... 21 years old, the beautiful daughter of Ardham and Nadine, had to leave the city in order to forget her feelings for Jian, a friend of her parents whom Jeany thought was uncle.

Jian ... 35 years old, a handsome and cold man who once loved Nadine his best friend, has fallen in love with Nadine's daughter Jean but doesn't admit his feelings.

Will Jeany's love be repaid? while Jian's love is still on her mother?

How does Nadine react when she finds out that her daughter loves her best friend Jian from such a distance?

HE's COLD MAN, MY LOVE HUSBAND

In his room, Jian waited for Jean, who had yet to come, even though Nadine said that an hour ago Jean had said goodbye to return to her room, but until now Jean has not shown her nose.

Feeling anxious, Jian looked at the door several times hoping that Jean would come.

"Where are you Jean, why is your cell phone off too." Jian muttered as he clutched his phone.

The door opened and Jean came in with a cheerful face, smiling. Jian's heart was a little annoyed here waiting anxiously, Jean came without feeling guilty instead looking as happy as a smile.

"Hey dear uncle." said Jean approaching Jian with an annoyed look on his face.

"Where's Jean, I waited for you for an hour, and your cell phone is also off." Jian said while holding back hunger.

I'm jealous Jean