Jianjun looked at her in confusion before using his eyes to scan the place. Thankfully, the other people present there were a bit far so they weren't paying attention to the crying Changyu, and were busy minding their businesses while getting all mushy with their spouses.

"You sent me many letters?" He asked again before adding. "I never received any letters"

Changyu slowly raised her head to look at him with her red teary eyes. "What do you mean by you didn't receive any letters? Anna helped me send them at least twice a week. Why are you pretending like you don't remember?" The more she spoke, the harder she cried.

Damn it! She is Changyu! What the hell was she doing crying in public because of a man?

She inwardly scolded herself.

Jianjun looked at her with a look of bafflement before sitting down beside her. He looked straight into her eyes and shook his head. "I...really didn't receive any letters from you except that one. But I did send a lot of letters with the hope of you sending a response one day. But that particular letter was the only one I received. I swear it"

He still remembered the year and period everything happened. For days, he didn't see her. When he later saw her, they had both gotten into an argument because he had refused to elope with her.

He had thought that she was simply avoiding him because she was still angry so he hadn't thought of the possibility that something else was probably wrong with her.

It had all started one evening.

Like every other couple, they had both gone out on the night of New year's eve, to spend the new year with each other.

Changyu had told him she had a special place in mind and had taken him to a Villa she claimed was her Uncle's.

He had been slightly curious and asked how she got the keys but she told him she was very close with her uncle and so he had given her the keys willingly.

From the look of it, Jianjun could guess that whoever her uncle was, he was really rich, since the Villa looked similar to theirs and he was vaguely aware of the amount his father had used to purchase it.

"Wow..It's warm in here."

She quickly pulled off the Coat she was wearing and threw it on the Sofa drunkenly.

"Put it back on. You might catch a cold" The young Jianjun said with a blush when he saw her bare shoulders since she was wearing an handless dress and boot.

"Are you blushing?" She teased him while pinching his cheek.

"I'm not. Come on.. Wear it."

"You are. You are blushing.. How cute" She giggled and continued to tease him.

"Stop being naughty. See why I told you not to drink too much. You are drunk already" He complained.

"I'm not." She said with a pout. "If you want me to wear it back then kiss me first" She offered him her puckered lips.

Jianjun chuckled at her antics and tried to make her sit on the sofa but she adamantly refused and kept asking him to kiss her first.

"Be a good girl and let me dress you up" He said as he tried to drape the coat around her shoulders but her teasing words stopped him.

"I'd prefer you take off the rest." She said with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Jianjun coughed awkwardly and ruled it as a joke. But looking at her eyes, he knew she was serious because she already began to strip.

He had thought he had control but that night, he knew he couldn't control himself when it came to her. He had fallen deeply and there was nothing else he could have done about it.

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"How much do you love me?" Changyu asked sleepily as she snuggled closer to him on the large sofa.

"How much do you think?" He asked back.

"Hmmmm...this much?" She spread both her hands completely wide to show the magnitude which caused him to chuckle.

"That's even small." He said before planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Do you...regret this?" She suddenly asked with an unsure tone.

He looked deeply into her eyes and said the words that made her heart skip "Happy New Year. I love you."

She smiled brightly at him and he didn't fail to return the smile also.

She was someone he fell in love with at first sight.

He was someone she fell in love with at first sight.

Since he knew she was still very much insecure when it came to Helene, he had assured her that nothing was ever going to happen between them.

They thought they had both wasted too much time hiding their feelings when in fact, they liked each other. Now that they were finally together, they swore to make their time worthwhile.

But unfortunately, things took a different turn when they were about leaving the Villa.

As soon as they got to the door, she saw her parents come in.

She had nearly literally died when she saw them outside since she hadn't expected to see them there.

They had both gone out of town for a party and she guessed they had probably decided to crash at the Villa for the night since their home was quite far.

"Who is this?" Her father roared as he saw the young man beside his daughter. They had left her at home so what was she doing here with a man?

The woman beside him had her eyes wide opened in shock to see her daughter here after she had promised them she was going to stay at home.

It was at that moment that Jianjun recognised the faces he had seen on the papers and TV. These were the infamous Songs. He had actually thought this was probably her uncle and his wife until he heard her call them 'Father' and 'Mother'.

After that night, he didn't see much of her again. The next time he saw her, she had asked for him to run away with her but he just couldn't do so and she threw a tantrum.

He had been angry that she lied about her background but no matter what, he still cared about her. But it had broken his heart when he didn't hear anything about her for days which then turned to months and eventually turned to years.

The only message he had received was a letter of regret. How else was he supposed to feel?

"You're saying you didn't receive any letter from me but you received that particular one? So you're saying someone stole them or something?" She kept accusing hurtfully.

"I really didn't. And what do you mean by you were locked up?" He suddenly remembered what she had mentioned earlier.

Changyu looked at him with confusion. "You really didn't? I left that on the letters and mails"

Jianjun stood up and used his hands to scratch his head and turn around in frustration. Why was nothing adding up?

"You didn't get my mails? But you sent me a mail. Are you playing with me right now?"

"I sent you a mail? What are you talking about? I don't know what happened then but I suddenly couldn't open my mail account with the normal password. Besides, a lot was going on then and it was the least of my worries to get that fixed so how did I send you a message?" He asked back in confusion.

Changyu's tears suddenly stopped flowing as she felt something was wrong somewhere. For some reasons, she still didn't trust that he was telling the truth.

"So if you didn't get the other letters, how did you get that particular one?" She asked again.