Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 662

There was always someone whom you have loved too much to give up on. And that, was how love always worked and succeeded.

Wing chatted merrily with Mr. Song.

They were friends who shared all kinds of topics and discussed anything under the sun. Despite the huge age difference, there never seemed to be any generation gap between them.

Seeing Wing's smile, Weston also beamed heartily. He was a good listener who seldom talked, but when he did, it was always on point.

As the conversation of the two went on smoothly, Brian sat beside them, with legs crossed, and looked at them coldly. Being worldly-wise, Mr. Song knew what Brian actually came for. He could easily expose his motive but he didn't and instead, he decided to play innocent. But Brian was too patient to jump the gun. He took his time and didn't mind waiting. After all, Wing seemed to be having fun.

With his long slim fingers, he held up the saucer with the cup. The green leaves smelt fresh from the cup; the aroma was enticing yet reassuring and comforting.

Brian stared at the cup in his hand—the greenish leaves floated around. Together with its aroma, the drink was simply irresistible. He put on a light smile, put down the cup and stood up. As everyone looked at him, he explained, "I'll just get some fresh air outside." Ignoring their confused look, he strode out.

"Childlike!" Mr. Song commented as he grimaced, looking quite cute with his expression.

Wing laughed before answering, "Brian said he came here for business, or he would not have come in the first place."

"Well, I know why he came here. " Mr. Song was too sophisticated to not be able to see through him. He looked at Brian's figure and winced slightly.

"Grandfather, I'll get some fresh air as well," Hannah said coyly while her eyes lit up.

Mr. Song laughed his consent. He knew why Hannah was eager to go out. That laugh made Hannah blush. Hastily, she turned around and walked out.

Wing and Weston turned to their side to watch Hannah's willowy figure, then exchanged their looks but they just shrugged it off and acted cool and normal. "Huh, indeed, my granddaughter is courteous, but when she is in love, all her heart is hung on the guy," Mr. Song said.

Wing chuckled at his words, then added, "She is a fine lady. I'm sure she will bring an excellent man back. She won't desert you."

"Alas, she..." Mr. Song's eyes turned deep and then, he continued, "She has made up her mind. I am not able to dissuade her. But never mind, she is happy. That's what matters."

"Mr. Song," Weston chipped in, "If something's doomed to fail, you'd better nip it in the bud. For sure you could tell if that someone is not the right guy for Hannah."

"Ha ha..." Mr. Song laughed while waving his hand and added, "Ah, she is an independent young woman. I have no control over her. Besides, the poor girl had her parents died early. If she loves someone so much, of course I'll do anything in my power to fulfill her wish."

His aggressive tone had made his position pretty clear. After all, he used to be such a powerful man of A City. He was used to having everything going his way.

Yet what he didn't realize was that his time had already passed. It was Brian who was calling the shots now. Even if he was able to stand up to Brian as an equal, he was by no means able to let Brian back down. Brian was too arrogant and stubborn a man to be bossed around.

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Brian stood in the corridor with hands in his pockets. He looked detached and emotionless, and his eyes were deep and focused on the streams of rain outside. Gradually, deep down he began to feel bleak.

All he could think about was how Molly had turned a cold shoulder on him and resisted him despite everything. He had planned to let her go once the business of the Dragon Island had been settled. Yet, the slightest idea of her leaving him made his heart ache.