Construction I am in the cultivation world

Once upon a time, I guess that is how they start a nice fairytale or some romance story.

My father never missed the chance to tell me about his love story when I was a child. From his story, it was clear that he loved my mum so much and dad pampered me a lot.

Twenty-seven years ago, at a nice and lovely coffee shop, the weather was beautiful and bright, two souls from parallel worlds met, my mum and my dad.

My dad was the dreaded Mafia boss, commanded respect from everyone, including from rich families and politicians, everyone was scared of him. At his sight, everyone trembles and bows.

However, on that faithful day, the dreaded Mafia boss met the prettiest woman on Earth.

Dad was enjoying a nice cup of coffee when mum walked in to order some coffee. Mum paid for the coffee she ordered for and left. The guy at the counter noticed a purse lying on the counter and realized it belonged to mum. He tried to go after mum when dad stopped him from doing so. Dad paid for the coffee he had and left to find my. He was a bit late as mum already left in a cab. Dad opened her purse and saw took out a card, which was her office card. He decided to contact her.

Dad got home had finished up with what he was doing and decided to relax with a nice glass of red wine and a nice music at the background. While relaxing, mum’s picture played in his mind and dad didn’t realize he was smiling. He recalled that he was to contact mum. He quickly got off from his seat and searched for the purse as he couldn’t recall where he placed it. Finally, he found her purse and searched through it and saw her contact card and quickly dialed the number. No response the first call, he redialed it and finally someone picked up. Dad could barely speak as he became dumbstruck as the voice on the phone melted his cold Marian heart. The hello from mum went on until she got the up and hung up. Dad realizing his foolishness dialed back mum’s number again. Luckily she picked and he was the first to say hello. Dad apologize to mum and informed her about the purse she left behind at the café. They decided to meet up at the café.

The next day, dad got ready and left for the café. He was the first to arrive. He waited patiently for mum, so unlike dad. Not long, mum walked in, looking so gorgeous in the Navy blue gown and black jacket she wore. Dad was totally smitten by mum’s beauty. He could barely take his eyes off from her. They introduced themselves and dad handed over the purse to mum . Mum was grateful to him and requested to pay for the coffee they had. Dad declined and paid for it. Dad insisted that they should meet and asked mum to see it as a way of repaying his kind gesture. Mum agreed and they bid goodbye.