That year, she was eight and he was thirteen. She was gentle and funny, while he was aloof and serious. He was patient and meticulous when it came to keeping her in check.
Ten years later, she was eighteen and had become a famous designer. At twenty-three, he had already achieved a great deal in the world of mathematics and become the CEO of a company in City A.
Bai Muruan: “Jiang Chenxi, I want ice cream!!!!”
Someone: “You’re having it again!”
Bai Muruan turned to the woman beside her and wheedled, “Mom Jing, look at him.”
Jiang Chenxi: “Stop trying to get someone else on your side. The answer’s still no. You’ve eaten plenty these past few days. Otherwise, your stomach will hurt again.”
The woman said helplessly, “Ruanruan, I’m afraid there’s no getting around it. Be good, and let’s go have cake instead, okay?”
Bai Muruan nodded happily.
That night, a drunk Bai Muruan looked at Jiang Chenxi, aggrieved. “Waaah, you’re always picking on me and won’t let me eat ice cream. Do you hate me?”
The man gazed at her tenderly, wiping away her tears. “No. Ruanruan is the sweetest girl. How could I hate you?”
Bai Muruan opened her eyes and looked at him. “You don’t hate me? So you like me, right?”
The man froze at her words. Then Bai Muruan rose onto her tiptoes and kissed him, but the height difference meant she could only reach his chin. With a faint smile, the man bent down to meet her at the height she couldn’t reach.
(Seriously, this is so sweet! She’s doted on by everyone, and the scumbags get what they deserve!!)
