Billionaire’s First Love

Under the bright sun, Lilly Johnson grabbed the shoulder straps of her backpack and stood at the intersection.

The phone contained a photo she had just received. The image was blurry, but just a silhouette was enough to shock Lilly and make her stand in a daze.

He... is back?

The person in the photo was boarding the plane, his silhouette was against the light, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, but just by the outline carved out by the light and shadow, one could feel his unique aura of arrogance.

Her fingertips were pressed against the screen, gently stroking the face that was once within reach but now far away. The phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from her aunt.

She picked up the phone, and a woman's anxious voice came: "Lilly, did you see the picture you just sent? The flight from Provence to Reading will arrive at noon. It is estimated that it will arrive at the airport soon. Go and intercept him quickly. Whether your grandmother's company can be saved depends on whether you can persuade Ethan White!"

"But I..." Lilly bit her lower lip and held the phone tightly.

"What's wrong? Just asking him to say hello to the director of Liney's company is just a piece of cake for him. Besides, it's just a matter of one word for you." Her hesitant words made the woman on the other end of the microphone more anxious, "Lilly, do you want to see your grandmother get angry and have a stroke before you will be sensible!"

"No, it's not like that, aunt, I am..." Lilly bit her lip and clasped the backpack strap on her shoulder with her fingers. She was not undedicated, but she was afraid of seeing him again, and she was afraid that her already hesitant heart would be shaken again.

If she went to find him, what was the point of running away from him in the first place?

"Lilly, although you have spent many times with your grandma, you see that she has treated you like a treasure this year and has been trying her best to make up for you. This company is your grandma's life's work. How can you bear to watch it go down in an instant? Your grandma is so old..." The aunt's voice became choked.

Lilly felt guilty and gritted her teeth. What the aunt said was right. All her life, her grandma was good to her. She would try her best to satisfy her as long as she wanted something. No matter what, she couldn't be so willful and selfish.

She took a deep breath and finally made up her mind: "I know." Then she hung up the phone.

Lilly looked down at the phone message and then up at the dazzling red light on the sidewalk across the street. Her heart was in a mess.

Go ahead, ask him for a favor. She won't think about anything else, do this one thing. After she finished, she would leave, just like a year ago, and never bother him again. The green light on the opposite side came on almost the next second, and the traffic on both sides slowed down.

Lilly scratched her hair somewhat resignedly. Just as she took the first step, a very eye-catching black Panamera quickly cut in a few places and drove to the front.

Lilly glanced at it casually, and suddenly her eyes widened. Her heart began to beat wildly, and her fingertips trembled so much that she almost dropped her phone.

——Why is he here?

The man she was familiar with leaned casually on the back seat, his eyebrows and eyes were still as bright as stars, and he could be said to have the most beautiful face in the world. But his expression was still cold and without any warmth.

It was this kind of indifference that made people silent, so that at that time, as long as it was his class, no student in the classroom dared to make any noise.

She stared at the man in the car infatuatedly, unable to suppress the surging emotions from the bottom of her heart, and there was only one thought left in her mind: he really came back, so close, and appeared in front of her alive.

Her footsteps were extremely light, fearing that if she wasn't careful, he would disappear completely like the dreams she had.

Ethan White wore a Bluetooth headset and looked coldly at the screen of his laptop. As soon as he got off the plane, he went into work mode.

"Ethan, I seem to see--" A girl who looked about 17 or 18 years old beside him spoke hesitantly, but Ethan's dissatisfied look made her shut up obediently. The girl turned back and looked out the window unwillingly.

The man frowned and followed her gaze.

On the roadside outside the window were Kapok trees in full bloom, with crimson flowers fluttering in the wind, graceful and charming. Under the tree, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth stood there.

The girl's hair had grown a little longer, with slightly curled ends, gently leaning against her rosy cheeks, and the smile on her face made her face even more beautiful and moving.

Ethan's heart trembled violently, his fingers clenched, the corners of his lips pursed, and a layer of indelible coldness covered his eyes.

‘Without him, she is better off, right?’

Ethan looked at the girl in a clean white shirt and canvas shoes indifferently, and he didn't say anything.

Ziyan, who was sitting in the back seat with him, saw that he looked ugly, and she knew that he still cared about that woman; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so abnormal, but she didn't give up, and still asked tentatively, "Ethan, do you want to..."

Ethan glanced at her coldly, and she immediately fell silent.

At this time, the green light came on, the car behind started honking, and the girl on the opposite side was already walking towards their car.