C5

2300 hours. The Midnight Imperial Bar.

Cen Jiawen sat in the same position that she usually sat in, scratching her heart a hundred times. At one moment, she was lying on the table listlessly like an eggplant, drinking wine dejectedly.

With a smile that didn't quite reach her face, she circled the reporters below the stage, occasionally answering a few official questions just like the ones she had memorized, leaving the troublesome ones to her family members to deal with.

Throughout the whole process, the corner of her mouth had been twitching as she sat by the side, listening to the two parents praise each other. In response to this, her response was — As long as you are happy.

It was useless to be unhappy …

Of course, if it was only these few, it would be fine. But near the end, Huo Runhan suddenly stood up and walked in front of her, and then gracefully and affectionately confessed in front of all the reporters.

"Jiaven, I know you aren't ready to be my wife, but I can't wait to 'use my name, the first name.'" Although I cannot guarantee that I will become a good husband, I am willing to do my best for you. My love is engraved in time and will never change. "

Cen Jiawen's brows twitched a few times, "..."

Huo Runhan, what a joke, how many women were these glib tongued?

However, before she could recover, the news her grandfather announced caused Cen Jiawen's dark eyes to become even colder and colder.

Old Man Cen stood up and announced in a loud voice in front of everyone, "Everyone, let me announce something. The wedding of my granddaughter, Jia Wen, and An Han will be held in three days.

His words not only intimidated the reporters, but also scared Cen Jiawen silly.

What?

A wedding?

She and Huo Runhan?

F * * k, they're serious!

The nameless fire in Miss Cen's heart immediately flared up. Just as she was about to curse out, she received a gaze from her father, which clearly indicated that: if you dare oppose it, you're dead.

Cen Jiawen clenched her fists and took a deep breath. However, in the end, she still couldn't help but stand up.

Under the envious gaze of the crowd, she forcefully pulled out a smile, but her perfect red lips were trembling, "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that my Persian cat hasn't been fed."

With these words, she didn't even look at anyone's face and just left.

F * ck, you guys act? Can't I just f * ck off?

The entire arena was deathly silent.

… ….

With a "peng" sound, Cen Jiawen placed the wine cup on the table heavily. She was in a hurry to drink, and as the alcohol started to flow, the indiscernible dark side of her heart suddenly appeared.

Heh, could it be that she was trying to smash herself with a rock? She wanted to see how painful Cen Jiazi was feeling, but she didn't expect that she would be the one to lose out in the end.

She always loved freedom, and furthermore, she was towards Zhuo Yunhui …

Suddenly, he felt sad in his heart. Cen Jiawen then muttered out loud, "Hey, Big Brother Yun Hui. People like us are destined to be victims of political marriages, never to get the love we want."

Ahh, this heinous capitalist society, as expected, the Wealthy Class is a tragedy. The dog-blooded romance novels that they read back then actually weren't all lies.

She scratched her charming curly hair, thinking if she should escape the marriage while no one was around. Otherwise, it would be too late for them to discover it.

Before Cen Jiawen could even think about whether this sudden inspiration would work, two handsome men suddenly walked over from not too far away.

One of the silver-haired Ruffian whistled angrily, "Beautiful girl, drinking by yourself is so boring, do you want me to accompany you?"

Just as Cen Jiawen was annoyed, she glanced at them unhappily, according to the past, these types of people would come up and slap them, and warn them, f * ck off, why didn't they peep on her, what kind of virtue did they have to come up and hit me?

Do you know who she is!?

But then she rolled her eyes. If she made a big fuss about this sensitive part of the marriage, would it infuriate the Huo family and make them think that she was the kind of woman who didn't care and wouldn't be able to get married?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was much easier than some kind of negotiation.

Therefore, the previously expressionless Cen Jiawen instantly burst out laughing brilliantly, his sexy red lips puckered up seductively and his white lotus root arm lifted up to grab onto the man's neck. He glanced at the man's stunned and excited expression, and Miss Cen laughed even more like a fox spirit once again.

Hmph, if you want her to behave and do it obediently, then let's see how she will ruthlessly throw their faces away.

Her actions on the man's body were even more brazen. Her brows were like silk, and her hands were mischievously flirting with him. The man's eyes were filled with burning desire. He wanted to throw himself at her and lock her in his arms to properly fall in love.

Such an eye-piercing scene naturally attracted the attention of others. Their seats were already open to the public, and with Cen Jiawen being a famous person, she soon heard people whispering to each other.

"Hey, quickly look, is that Cen Jiawen who said he wanted to marry Huo Runhan today?"

"Wow, that's too disrespectful. It's not enough to have such a top quality man, but you're still coming out to find a man even when you're about to get married."

"Take a photo. I want to post it on Weibo!"

… ….

The Miss Cen laughed.

That's what she wants. Huo Runhan, how does it feel to be wearing a green hat on your head?

When he thought about Huo Runhan's expression, which seemed like he just ate a bowl of food, Cen Jiawen felt good. Thus, she directly sat on the man's thigh under the gaze of everyone. She exhaled heavily, intentionally or unintentionally brushing against the man's chest, flirting with his sensitive nerves.

"My dear, am I beautiful?"

Before she could get a reply, she heard a few exclamations, and then a sudden pain in her arm made her groan.

A strong force pulled her up, and immediately after, she was pulled into a domineering and cold embrace. She panicked and raised her head, meeting Huo Runhan's bottomless pupils, and at that moment, she was no longer the graceful and noble person she was the other day, but instead filled with anger.

"Let go, you're hurting me, hmm …" Suddenly, the man lowered his head and kissed her.

The words that were originally meant to scold him were all swallowed up into that kiss. There was no entanglement in that kiss, only biting and plundering, carrying with it a power that belonged solely to him.

Huo Runhan had actually kissed her in front of so many people?

She …

After kissing everyone, he asked with a doting tone, "Have you had enough fun?"

"You-" Cen Jiawen covered his mouth and retreated in disbelief.

However, just as she started to move, another man grabbed her wrist. Under the gaze of everyone, she stumbled and was dragged into the room.

"Huo Runhan, let me tell you, don't take an inch from me …" Ugh … What are you doing! "

"Fuck you!"

Two words, simple and concise. Huo Runhan's face was gloomy and handsome, she suddenly pushed Cen Jiawen down onto the sofa, with a push of her hands, she heard a ripping sound, and her clothes were torn apart.

Cen Jiawen was shocked, her eyes widened as she looked at him in disbelief.

He … He, God, what was this!?