Sir, you are my destined sweetheart!

When Olivia Harrison opens her weary eyes, the plane has slowed to a crawl on the tarmac at New York Airport.

As she looks out the window, a figure suddenly appears in her field of vision, gradually overlapping with the person she remembers.

It turns out that seven years is not enough time to forget someone.

Meanwhile, Olivia sent a FaceBook message to her best friend, Annabella Cruz: "I think I see him."

Then she got a call from her manager, David Smith.

Olivia took a deep breath before answering the phone.

"Honey, you finally answered the phone!" Where have you been for the last two days, and do you know how worried I've been about your safety? Can't you keep me sane?"

"Cloud Apparel's new promotional material for next season, I went back to DC to finish filming."

Olivia was never subtle.

She told David the truth.

Every year before fall, it was Olivia's custom to rush back to Washington.

David did not know the reason.

"So when are you coming back, there's a new product shoot for DC Fashion next week on Wednesday, you don't want to delay the progress of the shoot."

"Don't worry, I'm already back in New York."

Just then, Olivia received a phone call from Annabella.

Olivia hurriedly explained a few sentences to David before hanging up.

She then called Annabella back.

"Hey Olivia, who did you meet?"

"Matthew Harrison." Olivia didn't hesitate for a second as she sent three words to Annabella as she followed the crowd out of the airport.

Olivia didn't hesitate for a second as she sent three words to Annabella as she followed the crowd out of the airport."Olivia, you didn't blink, Matthew left seven years ago and never came back." When Olivia heard Annabella's voice in response, she suddenly stopped and froze.

Seven years ago, Matthew had been lost in that terrible shipwreck and had finally been declared an accidental death. In those seven years, Olivia had tried many ways to find him, and there had been no news.

How could a person who had disappeared for seven years suddenly reappear, it must be a mistake.Olivia wanted to retrace her steps, but she felt something hard against her waist and her hands were so shocked that she let go of the case.

Calm, must be calm, realizing that she might be in trouble, Olivia calmed herself again and again, but her legs were still a little shaky, as if she was about to collapse on the spot.

"Don't move or I'll stab you!" The man behind her opened his mouth violently, his deep voice threatening.

Immediately, the sharp knife was brought to bear on her fine, white, beautiful neck. The crowd immediately panicked at the sight of the situation, screams went up and down, and a large area quickly emptied around the thugs and her.

Only two plainclothes police officers in the crowd raised their guns and approached step by step.The younger of the officers opened her mouth first to calm the thug: "Andrew Brown, let go of that man! You're just being used to run errands and sell drugs, but no one can save you if you bring murder with you!"

"It's late, everything's late!I ...... I have no way back!"

Olivia could feel the Outlaw's entire body shaking as he spoke.

She was terrified that the Outlaw might accidentally slit her throat mercilessly.

It was truly frightening to think about.

The more Olivia thought about it, the more frightened she felt, so she took a deep breath and took advantage of the thug's shifting attention, making an effort to lean her neck back.

"Don't move!"Seeing Olivia move, the thug brought the blade closer to her skin again, his tone becoming more vicious.

"I promise I won't move. But Andrew, don't get excited."

Olivia gasped from the shock.

She reassured Andrew, "Actually, you were instructed to sell drugs and you won't get a heavy sentence. But if you want to kill me, that would be a heavy sentence."

Realizing that the gangster had no intention of letting go of the hostage, the policeman on the other side raised his gun and pointed it at the gangster.

While the surrounding people were on tenterhooks, someone suddenly rushed past the gangster's back.

Only to see the gangster's right hand, holding the sharp edge, thrust forcibly forward, leaving a large gash in Olivia's beautiful neck.

The younger policewoman was obviously horrified by the scene, but it was the slightly older male police officer who stepped forward and pulled Olivia out from under the blade, completely away from the glowing, sharp knife.

The applause that rang out around her brought Olivia back from her daze, and she fixed her eyes to see that the person attacking the robber from behind was none other than the very same person she had seen through the window of the plane earlier.

This time, Olivia clearly saw the exquisite face, clear outline, eyebrows and eyes, and she could not forget that face, even the shallow scars at the corners of the eyes are the same, even the carving between the eyebrows of the mole of beauty is still so clear.

It's really him!

After years of not seeing him, he was even taller than before, and the distinctive silhouette of the independently designed branded coats fell on his body as if they had been dropped on a walking coat rack.

Just when most people thought things had taken a turn for the worse, the robber suddenly reversed his hand, and the blade of the knife leaned directly against Matthew's arm, and the crowd of onlookers seemed to be instantly on edge.

"Be careful!"

Despite hearing Olivia's admonition, Matthew still could not escape the speed of the thugs, and his arm suddenly had an additional wound about five centimeters in length, blood rushing and overflowing.

"Seeking death!"

Matthew forcefully broke the thug's five fingers apart, and the murder weapon fell to the ground with a clatter.

In the blink of an eye, the thug was already on his knees, unable to move.

"Stop staring, come and help him get handcuffed."

Matthew raised his head, his eyes staring straight at them.

The policewoman slowed down, hurried over, and cuffed the thugs' hands.

The frightened onlookers saw the thugs finally subdued, a piece of ground to praise Matthew for his bravery, but also one after another to take pictures.

Olivia noticed Matthew's arm blood flow, inexplicably feel guilty, this sense of guilt in these seven years has been on his presence.

Before Olivia slowed down, Matthew's large body had already blocked in front of her. It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous, otherwise how could she have suddenly lowered her head!

She pursed her lips after collecting her nervousness and raised her head to meet Matthew's uncertain eyes.

Without having time to open his mouth to thank her, Matthew broke the silence between them with a distant tone: "Miss Harrison, your luggage."

Saying that, Matthew pushed the silver luggage between them as if to separate them.

"Is your wound all right?"

Once upon a time he called her Olivia, did not expect the first reunion after seven years he was actually raw to the point of calling her Miss Harrison, Miss Harrison thought about it, his eyes were partially red: "Today, if I do not meet you, I estimate that this moment do not know whether to die or live, I ....... "

"No harm, as an auxiliary police, save you is also but the duty."

Waves of words, without the slightest excess of color.

Two people talking time, the drug dealer has been escorted by the police to the police car to the special guard, before the two police officers also timely contacted the airport medical staff over to help Matthew to deal with wounds.

The policeman used his time to treat the wound, the scene to make a statement. When she was done, she also did not forget to remind: "Mr. Harrison. I must say that you out to save people today is very heroic, but in the future we still need to consider the solution from the personal safety of the parties involved, not to impulsively save people.

Matthew listened to the policeman's words and nodded in agreement, and the policeman left satisfied.

During this time, Olivia stood off to the side, staring blankly at Matthew.It wasn't until Matthew gave her a cold stare that she came to her senses.

"You have other things?" There was cold in his tone.

Of course she did, she hated to give out contact information, home address and such on Matthew's own initiative. But after Matthew heard her request, he just cut her off mercilessly.

"Miss Harrison, our relationship ended seven years ago."

As he said this, Matthew stared at her with a deep stare, even the word "end" was emphasized in his tone.

Miss Harrison?

Such a Matthew was so unfamiliar to Olivia that she was a little surprised.

When had they become so unfamiliar?

The blood-soaked scene of the bullet passing through Matthew's father's heart exploded in her mind, and she remembered the summer after the college entrance exam.

Matthew had gone to the provincial town to compete for the provincial ping-pong team, and the head of the drug dealers in Washington had kidnapped her to threaten her father.

To rescue her, Washington sends a large police force to make an arrest at the abandoned factory.

However, the drug traffickers are so sinister and cunning that they pour gasoline all over the abandoned factory and threaten to negotiate only with her father, or else they will use their guns to blow up the gasoline barrels and die together.

Under these circumstances, her father ordered the other police officers to retreat outside the abandoned factory to protect her, and her father became a hostage under the gun of the drug dealers.

At the last minute, Matthew's father was called in to listen to her father's rhetoric about deliberately distracting the drug dealers.

Two people in the final game with the drug dealers in the bullet from the heart through the heart of Matthew's father, and so sent to the hospital on the way to Matthew's father is gone, so Matthew has not even had time to see the last page of Matthew's father.

She also remembers that day under the pouring rain, Matthew from the station rushed to the funeral parlor has been soaked to the skin, even when looking at her red eyes.

At that time, Matthew in her forever sunk a cold face, but also little contact with outsiders. Even the agreed university volunteers, Matthew also changed without a word, as for the later he suffered a shipwreck unaccounted for things, or the school gave her a phone call, she only knew.

Silence for a long time, Olivia just opened his mouth: "Matthew, we ......"

Olivia had not finished speaking, Matthew interrupted her coldly: "This is not meaningful at all."

Seven years, Olivia imagined countless reunion scenes, but Olivia how did not expect, this reunion as a sandstorm sweeping wind and dust in the oasis, only a barren piece.

With those words, Matthew thanked the medical staff and got up to leave.

Olivia watched his tall back leave, and the look of Matthew when he was young came clearly into her mind.

At that time, Matthew had followed his father and moved to Washington, D.C., becoming her neighbor, and Matthew's father had become a colleague of her father's.

The day they first moved in was when they got their vacation notice, and because she had done so poorly on her exams, she had been chased all over the yard by her father, so the first time she saw Matthew so gloriously saw her jumping around.

Looking at her look of eagerness to be rescued, he helped a little and managed to divert her father's attention.

A few days later, after her father had gotten a good idea of his grades and daily life, he became what her father called "someone else's kid," all good, all worth learning from.

Time and time again, when she got tired of hearing these words, her agitated rebellious tendencies would come to the fore and she would talk back. One of the most baffling things she ever said was, "Dad, believe it or not, I'm going to make him our child."

"Yeah", her father didn't exactly react at first, and when he heard her laugh, he just threw her a "And don't look in the mirror first to see what you look like, Shen Yue himself is so good, how can he still look at you blindly?"

At that time, she had only one thought, it must not be a creature!

All these conversations were heard by Matthew.

In addition to him, he heard these also her best friend Annabella, so the gossip just spread and took the school by storm.

The memory dissipated along the black jeep in the distance and Olivia withdrew her eyes and searched the parking lot for Annabella's red VW.

What Olivia didn't know, however, was that when Matthew got into the car, his gaze lingered on the rearview mirror and narrowed slightly.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared from the rearview mirror that he retracted his gaze and closed his heavy eyelids to regain his energy.

Olivia found Annabella in the P2 parking lot, and when she did, Annabella, dressed in her own costume, was staring at a picture of Keith James' eight-pack abs and drooling.

Olivia knocked on the car window and coughed, "Annabella, time to wake up, you're drooling quite a bit."

Annabella then reacted, hurriedly throwing her cell phone away and taking the initiative to get out of the car to help carry the luggage into the trunk, while still not forgetting to complain, "Unconscionable woman, making me wait for so long."

"Wouldn't it be nice to give you more time to think about all the things you did with Keith?"

"As much as you can," Annabella's mouth twitched, unable to hold back a laugh at her exasperation."Get in the car, and by the way, stay with me Friday afternoon for a game."

"What? Your father set you up on another blind date?" Olivia pulled open the passenger side door of the car and got in, her mouth twitching in flirtation: "Acting, it's not impossible, but this pay ......"

"A Michelin meal."

"Ten."

Annabella, who was drinking water, was choked by Olivia's two words, and she stared blankly at Olivia and spat out three words: "How black-hearted!"

"Hmm? Well, why don't I call my uncle now, give him my regards, and send him some information or something in the meantime."

"Don't, don't, ten meals is ten meals."

When it comes to her father, Annabella gets a headache, she's not even twenty-five and she's being pushed to get married all the time.

It's just a matter of pushing her to get married, but he's also arranged all kinds of strange people for her to meet.

The one she met two days ago even thought she was dressed like a psycho!

Come on, she was wearing the mantle of traditional culture.

Listening to Annabella's dissatisfaction with Uncle Song from beginning to end, Olivia couldn't help but reach out and stroke the right side of Annabella's face with her hand, keeping her eyes slightly forward, unable to hold back her laughter.

"Just kidding, no need for dinner, just drive properly for me."

"OK."

Annabella started the car and drove smoothly away from the airport, on the way Annabella filled Olivia in on Cloud Apparel's recent operations and future development plans.

When it came to Cloud Apparel's operations, it was always Annabella who proposed the plan and Olivia who monitored it, and this time was no exception.

Only to see Olivia nod: "I think your plan to find a celebrity endorsement is not bad, just do what you said."

"OK. By the way, while you were back in Washington, the fashion brand YJ extended us an olive branch, expressing interest in injecting capital into Cloud Apparel, but I turned it down."

"Nice work." Saying that, Olivia rummaged through her backpack and fished out a portable hard drive, placing it in the small box of tapes in the car as she informed Annabella, "All the information on next season's new styles is here, so you can keep it safe."

"Okay!"

As she spoke, Annabella had already driven the car off the highway, and according to the navigation, she drove along the road for about two kilometers before turning into the parking lot of Olivia's house.

When she got home, Olivia put down her bags and reached into the refrigerator for a Coke, only to be stopped halfway by Annabella, who was supposedly watching her weight for David, but was actually just pouring the last of the Coke into her stomach.

Olivia had to swallow a few gulps of mineral water before she lay back on the couch, her mind still reeling from the events at the airport.

After a few minutes, Annabella's phone received a message.

What caught her eye first, rather than the words, was the picture of Olivia being held hostage in the sliding, rotating image, and the one behind it of Matthew overpowering the thugs.

So Olivia hadn't lied to him, Matthew really was back.

She secretly glanced at Olivia, who was lying on the sofa, and remembered Olivia's thin appearance during the time Matthew was killed, it was hard not to feel heartbroken.