Learning to Love Again

When he was with her, he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and peace.

Everyone knew him as Han Yuan, the business tyrant. The cold-blooded tycoon.

The monster who took over the business world in his twenties.

All the people who surrounded him either coveted his position or tried to make a connection with him. No one had a clean motive, they were all after something.

Other than his immediate family- Lili and his parents, he couldn't trust anyone else.

Even his uncle, his own father's brother had tried to kill him.

Since this was what the world had in store for him so he decided to embrace it. He would walk the path of a ruthless businessman and dominate all the industries.

Other than conquering the business world, he had an activity he liked to do in his free time.

Painting.

It was a hobby of his. He had been doing ever since he was a child and was really good at. Thinking back, he is glad he chose to continue with it because if he hadn't he wouldn't have met her.

His little baby.

He met her at a gallery, her gaze was so intense.

But she wasn't staring at him, her eyes were completely fixed on a painting. The one he had just completed and put on display under an anonymous name.

Her green eyes captivated him. He had never seen anyone so beautiful.

While he was staring at her, it was almost as if she didn't notice him standing there. At that moment, looking at the painting, nothing else in the world existed for her.

After a long while, she finally looked up and passed her phone to him. He thought that she recognized him and wanted his number, but he was wrong.

She wanted him to take a picture of her together with the painting. He was always in front of the camera, never behind it.

He had never been so disregarded before. Even if people didn't recognize him as Han Yuan, he would still get a lot of attention because of his outstanding appearance and naturally overbearing presence. But not only did she blatantly ignore him, she also turned him into a camera boy.

Feeling his ego wounded, he revealed to her that he was the artist who painted it.

And that moment was the start of their life together. It's been two years now and he was still very content.

When he was with her, he could relax without having to worry about someone scheming against him.

She was so pure an innocent, untainted by the world and he wanted to keep her that. So he kept her hidden.

He could only be himself around her and he didn't want to ruin it. She became so reliant on him for emotional support that he got scared that if she ever found out who he really was, she would feel overwhelmed and leave.

Thus, he continued on with the charade.

He convinced himself that it wasn't a lie, it was just an omission.

Thinking about her early in the morning only made his little brother excited. He wanted to tie her down and make love to her but she was sleeping so peaceful-

Staring at the woman in his bed, Han Yuan's gaze immediately turns frosty.