C13

Five minutes later, two million three hundred thousand went out from Huo Runhan's private account.

… ….

When it was twelve o'clock, she was furious. She jumped out of bed, put on her pajamas, and stormed to the door of her father's room. Without thinking, he knocked on the door.

Cen Hongbo saw that he was his precious daughter, the anger that was rising in his heart was suppressed, "Jia Wen, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Cen Jiawen looked at her father expressionlessly. His expression was unprecedented in history. Cen Hongbo could not help but be shocked, Jia Wen had never been like this, did something happen to her?

However, without waiting for him to ask any questions, Miss Cen immediately threw himself into his father's embrace. Cen Hongbo was around forty years old this year, and her figure and looks were well maintained, especially those eight abdominal muscles that were no weaker than the young, fresh meat. Thus, this strike of hers made her head hurt slightly. However, she didn't care about how this rascal started acting coquettishly.

"Daddy, don't you love her? Tell me the truth!"

Cen Hongbo was confused. Which song did this darling of his sing again?

"Jiaven, what's wrong with you?"

"Daddy, do you still love me? Do you still love me?" The Miss Cen would not forgive him, he kept it to the end.

Dong Shulan who was lying on the bed looked up at the sky speechlessly. If she didn't know that the person at the door was her daughter, she would definitely have thought that it was some mistress …

Cen Hongbo was helpless and compromised, "Of course I, your father, love you. "Jiuwen …"

Before he could finish his words, the girl in his embrace excitedly jumped out, grabbed his arm, and expectantly said, "Then Daddy, please don't let me get married, okay? I'm still so young, so I don't want to get married. I want to be more filial to you and Mummy. "

The corner of Cen Hongbo's eyes twitched. He should have thought of this long ago.

"Jiuwen, it's not that I want to talk about you, but that you've lived so long, I'm glad that you didn't give me and your Mummy any trouble. I really don't expect you to be filial to us."

Cen Jiawen: "..."

"What's more, Run Han is indeed a good child. Both your grandfather and I can tell that he truly likes you. We can be at ease if we marry him." Don't blame Daddy, you still don't know your Grandfather's personality, it's useless for anyone to oppose his decision. "

Cen Jiawen became indignant, "Daddy, you can't treat your darling like this. Which eye of yours sees him really liking me? He's a freak. If you continue to treat me like this, do you believe that I will secretly run away from home tonight? "

Cen Hongbo looked at his daughter blandly, before patting her shoulder with a deeper meaning, "Jiayan, I realized that your grandfather really understands you. "Mm, I'll tell you the truth. Unless you can escape, you won't be able to do so even with the wings of those people surrounding you."

Cen Jiawen, "... What do you mean, grandpa sent someone to guard outside? "

"It seems like you haven't been out for the past few nights. After the press conference, your grandpa specifically made them keep watch, just in case you ran away from the marriage." Cen Hongbo reminded his of his good intentions.

Miss Cen clenched her fist, so angry that she didn't know what to say. She felt that her struggle was useless, so she turned around and walked away.

"Let me tell you, even if I were to get married, I wouldn't resign myself to my fate. Who said that once we are married, we can't get a divorce!"

Cen Bohong felt helpless. This precious daughter of his, he had thought really long and hard about it.

Cen Jiawen angrily returned to her room and used all of her strength to throw the door open. She was angry, extremely angry. Why did she have to be so tragic, why did she marry Huo Runhan who she was not familiar with!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. So she began to smash things, saw what she hit. From the furnishings in the room, from the tables and chairs to the cups and tea set, to the expensive vases, to all sorts of treasures, she had nearly destroyed everything her tentacles could touch. In the end, she lifted up a glass bottle and flung a perfect parabola at the luxurious crystal lamp hanging above her head.

… …. The next second, the crystal lamp fell to the floor, and the room turned completely dark.

Such a commotion naturally alarmed the Cen family, and many servants who were jolted awake rushed over to see what was going on. The butler knocked on the door in front of him. A group of people were already gathered around the door.

Cen Jiawen did not reply in the room. She had long since locked the door from the moment she heard their voices. No matter what, the butler could not open the door. Afraid that something might have happened to her while she was inside, he spoke in an anxious tone.

"Hurry up and tell the old mistress!"

The servants turned around hurriedly, and coincidentally met Old Man Cen. Everyone quickly greeted. Old Man Cen's face was ugly, as if he was angry, even his voice was cold, "What's wrong with Jiuwen?"

The crowd hurriedly explained the situation to him. Even though the old tutor was very old now, the aura he exuded when he was young, when he fought on the battlefield and when he was the ruler of the world, hadn't diminished in the slightest. His sullen expression was even more intimidating than Cen Hongbo and Dong Shulan.

As expected, Old Man Cen became angrier after hearing this. He growled, "In the middle of the night, if she wants to cause trouble, let her. No matter what, you all have been proud of her since she was young. Go back to bed. If she doesn't open the door by tomorrow morning, she'll smash it open! In any case, she won't be able to escape this marriage. Even if she doesn't want to, she'll have to tie it up for me. Otherwise, I'll have people tie her up and tie her up for the wedding! "

The old tutor raised his voice at the last sentence. How could he not understand his granddaughter? She would never commit suicide. She didn't want to die. The reason he said that was to let her know that she had no other choice.

The old man threw down these words and turned to head upstairs. A hint of softness flashed across the normally tough old man's eyes. His darling granddaughter, why didn't she understand his intentions?

When Cen Jiawen heard her grandfather's words from inside, she was so angry that her hair stood on end. She took a few deep breaths and felt as if her hair were going to stand on end. The Miss Cen laid back on the bed in a tragic manner. He rolled back and forth restlessly for a few times, then picked up the phone and pressed a number.

All the playfulness and laughter disappeared from her face, and her beautiful eyes were filled with pain and longing. In the darkness, she seemed even more sorrowful.

Zhuo Yunhui, from now on, I don't seem to be able to chase after you in broad daylight like I did in the past.