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Why did you marry me?

Cen Jiawen looked at him, purposely ignoring the deep emotions burning in the depths of his eyes. "If it's nice to listen to, then anyone will say so.

Cen Jiawen got up from Huo Runhan's leg, and then she remembered to take a look at the CEO's office. The four corners were set in a very thrifty manner. Other than the necessary equipment, there was nothing else. Cen Jiawen suddenly thought of the time when they went to pick out the furniture. This man had a very detailed understanding of everything, she could not help but ask: "You are so rich, why are you still so plain and simple?"

Cen Jiawen disagreed with his words, "What kind of idea is this? Needless to say, don't you earn money yourself, just look at the rich second generations in A city.

"That's because they've never been truly poor." Huo Runhan said indifferently, he lowered his head and started to handle the matters.

Miss Cen was surprised, she raised her eyebrow: "You mean to say that you have been poor before?"

The man didn't pay attention to her, but Cen Jiawen despised him.

The atmosphere turned silent, only the sound of the documents being flipped through could be heard. Miss Cen felt bored after sitting for a while, so she started to size up the man sitting in front of the desk.

He had to admit that Huo Runhan had a very good appearance, with such a pleasing face and so much money and ability. It was no wonder that so many women wanted to be together with him.

Moreover, other people did not have anything more complex and profound with him.

Cen Jiawen wanted to say that he was pretending very much, but how could he deliberately feign that kind of expression? She could not help but be curious. Huo Runhan's family background was so good, and he was the only son of the Huo Family that was doted on since he was young.

"Huo Runhan, I have always been curious, why did you marry me?" After a long while, Cen Jiawen asked seriously.

She had actually held this question in her heart for a very long time.

Huo Runhan looked up at her, the corner of his mouth curled up, and then he lowered his head. "If I knew the reason, you wouldn't be my wife."

Cen Jiawen was silent. She didn't want to deny that she was more or less moved at this moment.

Chief Secretary opened the door and interrupted them. It was a department's assistant manager who came to report to him.

After finishing his business, he asked, "CEO, the entertainment department holds a Red Carpet Celebrity Meeting that lasts for several days every year. After finishing his business, he asked:" CEO, the entertainment department holds a Red Carpet Celebration that lasts for several days every year.

Cen Jiawen was attracted to it. Red Carpet Star Guild? It sounds so funny.

Huo Runhan swept a glance at her, then nodded, "I will be there tonight."

The assistant manager was surprised but happy. You have to know, although many celebrities would fight to come here without him, the name of the Hutong would forever be a golden signboard.

When the assistant manager turned around to leave, Cen Jiawen called him back. Then, with a face full of evil intentions, she asked, "Will there be many stars amongst the stars?"

The assistant manager nodded. He knew that this was the CEO's wife, so he did not hesitate to speak up. The Miss Cen asked again, "Then those big hands and flowers will also come?"

That person nodded again, "That's only natural. The Hauptmann's has also brought out countless celebrities."

The Miss Cen ignored all those useless things and thought that Xu Mengjiao and that He Bingling would most likely come. Moreover, being a star had always been one of her wishes for the past few years.

Even though she was already very angry …

"Will you bring me tonight?" Cen Jiawen ran over to his side and suggested excitedly.

"Why did I bring you?" Huo Runhan pretended not to know.

Cen Jiawen said as a matter of fact, "I am your wife, so you will definitely need a female companion to attend the event.

Huo Runhan's face darkened, what did he mean by going out to play again?

Seeing that he still did not agree, the Miss Cen was afraid that he would refuse. She stood up and ran over, with a flattering look on her face: "Huo Runhan —"

The man raised his eyes dangerously. His gaze was like an ice blade. "What did you call me?"

Cen Jiawen suddenly thought of what he had said last night and immediately changed his words.

"You really want to go that much?" Huo Runhan heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at her playfully.

The woman nodded her head. She really, really wanted to go.

"Alright then. Let's look at the time. We'll leave together at four o'clock."

The Miss Cen was complete.

Having fulfilled his wish, Cen Jiawen was very excited at the side. Even the habit of hating and waiting wasn't so hard to accept at this moment.

Along the way, Huo Runhan went out for a meeting, and returned to handle the documents for a while. His gaze never left the figure on the sofa, whether intentionally or unintentionally, to the point of being absent-minded.

Cen Jiawen saw him stand up and looked at his watch in shock, "It's only three o'clock."

"I've finished." He casually said as he took her hand and walked outside.

Cen Jiawen was startled, seeing the two of them tightly holding hands, he struggled for a bit before allowing himself to be held.

Chief Secretary looked at the two of them in shock. She stepped forward, wondering if she should remind him of a high-level meeting that would take place in ten minutes. Then she heard her boss say, "All work will be done tomorrow. I have a star party this afternoon and this evening."

"Alright."

Cen Jiawen looked at the two people suspiciously. When she walked to the elevator, she asked the man beside her: "Do you still have work to do in a while?"

Huo Runhan pressed on the button for the underground car park, and normally said: "No, whatever job it is, it's not important compared to you."

The woman withdrew her smile and answered with a slow "Oh". Huo Runhan did not look at her, so he naturally did not notice the obvious thoughts in the eyes of Cen Jiawen, who had always been a brash person.

The two of them got into Huo Runhan's car. Today, he changed to a limited edition sports car, which was also black. When Miss Cen saw this car, she felt like crying. A few years ago, she wanted to buy this car, but it was a pity that it was a limited edition car, there were only three in the whole world. She never expected that Huo Runhan would actually have one under his name.

When the man saw that her brows were filled with excitement, she faintly smiled. Back then, she had heard others say that she liked this car. Now, it seemed that it was true.

Cen Jiawen sat in the driver's seat, and leaned her head against the man's perfect side profile, "Huo Runhan, when did you buy this car?"

"Last year."

"Can I discuss something with you?"

"Speak."

Seeing that there was something going on, the Miss Cen went straight to the point, "You have so many cars, you don't need this one anyway. Why don't you sell this one to me?

Huo Runhan tried to make sense of her words, "I'm not selling."

"I'll buy you double!"

"Not for sale."

"Three times!"

"Not for sale."

"... Ten times! " Cen Jiawen clenched her teeth, "This is the highest price, otherwise I would have to sell myself to pay my debt."

"Then sell yourself. If you take the initiative tonight, I can send you off."

Miss Cen: "..."

Along the way, the couple happily discussed the issue of buying and selling cars.

Finally, the car stopped at the most famous international styling shop in Victoria District A.

"What are you doing here?" When Huo Runhan stopped the car, Cen Jiawen lazily looked at the car door and asked him.

"Aren't you going to the party?" Huo Runhan replied indifferently.

"Why did I come here to attend the banquet? Laozi has a bunch of dresses and my makeup skills are much better than these makeup artists."

Huo Runhan didn't say anything. He thought back to the scene when Cen Jiawen came to their villa in the Bluemouth District. Those clothes and high-heels were so many that they almost drowned a person to death. The housekeeper and the servants spent more than two hours tidying up her things.

He finally understood that it was true that Cen Jiawen had said at that time that she had to buy all the colors in the same brand.

As soon as they entered, the manager saw them. The manager rushed over and asked respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Huo, Miss Cen, what do you need?"

Just as Huo Runhan was about to speak, he jokingly said: "Love service, do you have this?"

… …. The manager's face turned green, while the man looked at her speechlessly.

Miss Cen innocently spread her hands. She couldn't blame her, her way of asking the questions was simply too daydreaming. She coughed and said seriously, "I'm just joking. We have to attend the banquet tonight to make a model."

The manager heaved a sigh of relief, called over the best few clothing and stylist in the shop and started to make Cen Jiawen's hair. Huo Runhan was the fastest, and it only took him a while to recover. Since he had nothing to do, he went to the side to look at all kinds of gowns.

Cen Jiawen had made her hair and makeup for more than an hour. Originally, the stylist wanted to give her a plate of hair, but Miss Cen rejected it decisively, so he kept her wavy hair. As a result, her delicate face was fully revealed. Every single feature on her face seemed to be the most perfect work of art, without the slightest blemish. When combined together, it would make her a beauty that could topple empires and cause the heavens to tremble.

Her beauty couldn't help but cause everyone present to sigh in admiration. Miss Cen proudly looked at her reflection in the mirror, haughtily saying: "Actually, after watching for so many years, I have become accustomed to it. Sometimes, I even feel that I look really ordinary and am not good-looking at all."

Everyone was silent.

Miss Cen, don't you look so pretty, then you can only be satisfied with what you look like …

The two dress designers came at the right time, holding in their hands a custom-made dress of the sort that trimmed a fish-tailed skirt with a V-neck, back exposed, the hem pressed against the legs, making them slender and slender. However, Cen Jiawen was a little displeased, because whether this color was typical Chinese red or blood-red, the red color was at a level that was comparable to human blood.

However, this kind of behavior still suited her aesthetic standards.

When Cen Jiawen came out of the changing room, everyone in the shop instantly focused their gaze on her. For a few seconds, the entire world felt quiet. Cen Jiawen blinked her watery eyes, as she looked at the rest of the people with tender feelings, and asked: "Did it look good?"

"Good, good!"

"It's so beautiful …"

"Miss Cen, this gown was simply tailored for you. There are a lot of celebrities coming and going our shop, but you are definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

"Do you have the feeling that all the women I've seen before were men?" Miss Cen climbed up the pole smoothly, giving off a bit of sunlight that overflowed.

It was hard for them to not have a face to agree with him. Even though it was really pretty.

Huo Runhan looked at her with a deep look in his eyes, as if something deep had flashed past. This dress was indeed very suitable for her. Her skin was as smooth as cream, and her figure was slender. She had a devilish face, a bewitching beauty. He suddenly wanted to kiss her fiercely, and then …

Huo Runhan thought so, and did the same. He casually pulled over a mink cape and pulled Cen Jiawen into the changing room.

"Hey, Huo Runhan, you … "Oh, oh …"

Miss Cen looked at the man who seemed to be stunned by the demon. He kissed her crazily, using his brute force to push her against the wall, and the two of them grinded their lips together. The intense force was frightening Cen Jiawen, as she was afraid that this man would tear her apart.