One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love



At the airport.

It was crowded.

Scores of fans were holding flowers in their hands, eagerly anticipating their idol's appearance. They were all staring at the screen, waiting for the plane that was carrying their idol to land, so that they could finally see him.

Mu Yueyao stood at the spot that was the closest she could get and leaned against the railing. She held the fresh flowers in her hands and became a little nervous.

All of a sudden, a shriek was heard among the crowd. "Jing Yang is here!"

The next second, a group of intimidating looking bodyguards appeared at the arrival gate. Men in black suits opened the way ahead. Even though there were so many bodyguards around, a tall figure among them was extremely eye-catching.

Immediately after, the reporters who were waiting at the scene surged forward in a frenzy. The lights flashed, and Jing Yang's black sunglasses were instantly put to use. He was wearing a slim-fitting coat and a mask. The flight from America to Hong Kong was very long, and he seemed a little tired. He kept walking with his head lowered.

When Mu Yueyao saw Jing Yang, she immediately went up to him with the flowers.

"Big Brother Jing Yang!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man at the centre of the entourage suddenly turned around. However, when his gaze fell on her, he immediately turned back indifferently.

Mu Yueyao was stunned. Obviously, he had seen her, but he ignored her. In a daze, she was instantly knocked onto the ground by the crowd.

In order to get closer to their idol, the fans had surged forward. Mu Yueyao was pushed to the ground. When she got up in a daze, the crowd had already moved some distance away.

The bouquet she was carrying fell to the ground as she took the tumble. Trampled by countless feet, the petals were strewn all over the ground. They were crushed and had almost turned to pulp.

Mu Yueyao looked at the bouquet of flowers and her tears immediately fell. Her heart was like those countless flower petals, broken into bits.

He saw her, but he didn't stop for a second. Rather, he very hurriedly left under the protection of the bodyguards.

In the blink of an eye, she was alone in the arrival hall that was just a while ago crowded with people. A cleaning lady saw her and approached her, asking with great concern, "Are you alright?"

The corners of Mu Yueyao's lips curled for a moment. She wanted to smile, but instead started to cry.

How did this happen…

He was once her strong pillar to rely on… Now she had become a stranger on the street. He had walked right past her with a cold expression, not even turning back to look at her again.

Mu Yueyao silently picked up what was left of the bouquet and held it against herself tightly. She squatted on the ground. Being stared at by the cleaning staff, she could not help feeling a little embarrassed. She immediately buried her head in her arms.

"Sigh, this girl is so beautiful. Why is she crying so sadly?"

"She seems to be Jing Yang's fan?"

"These children, they're not studying but chasing after celebrities. I wonder if they treat their parents half as well as they treat their parents?"

"Is there a need to ask? She must be an ingrate!"

"The flowers have been trampled to bits. Her idol didn't give it a glance!"

The group of people seemed to be both sympathetic and mocking. They shook their heads and left in twos and threes.

Mu Yueyao acted as if she didn't hear what they said. She carried the flowers and walked towards the door alone.

At the entrance, the fans were dispersing, chattering about tomorrow's schedule.

It seemed that Jing Yang had already left in a car.