Twenty years ago, she imitated what she'd seen on TV and planted a hard kiss on his cheek. "Starting today, you're mine. Remember that, okay? Repeat after me!" He touched his cheek and blinked his big eyes. "Starting today, you're mine." She shook her head like a rattle. "No, no. Starting today, Xinchen belongs to Baitao." He seemed to understand and nodded, blinking his big eyes. That year, she was three and he was four.
Ten years ago, he grabbed her hand, tears in his big eyes. "Ten years ago, Xinchen belonged to Baitao." She wrenched her hand away. "Enough. Starting today, we're nothing to each other." Twenty years later, they passed each other by. She had become a top fashion designer, devoting herself entirely to her work. He had become the cold, ruthless president of a multinational corporation.
She hated him with all her heart, while he loved her to the depths of his soul.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Um, twenty years from now? The two protagonists are both 50 years old! What else is there to see?