Li Tingyan looked at the little girl's earnest face. She seemed healthier than the last time he saw her, becoming more delicate and beautiful, not at all like a girl raised in a small mountain village, fresh and vibrant.
"Nini, thank you for saving me..." A slight movement in his chest, Li Tingyan, for the first time, couldn't control the flood of emotions within himself. He couldn't help but grab Nianyang's hand. The girl's small hand was enveloped in his, her skin so soft and smooth it was like tofu, making him want to take a bite.
Li Tingyan felt as if he were poisoned. From the very first glance he took at this girl, not knowing her background, name, or any information, he became madly obsessed with her, unable to stop thinking about her for even a moment each day.
Always a firm believer in materialism, he started to wonder if this was the fabled destiny, or perhaps, in a past life, they were already a couple?
