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Cen Jiawen walked out of the modeling store and waited for him at the side of the race car. Her heart was a little depressed, just based on the way the two of them were walking out just now, Miss Cen dared to use his head to say that, once they leave, the people in the rear legs would start their discussions.

Huo Runhan quickly caught up. From afar, he saw the woman's distorted face, and the corner of her lips slightly raised. He walked over, and under Cen Jiawen's wolf-like gaze, he wrapped his arms around her waist and stared fixedly at her with his black eyes.

"Then how can you not be angry?" Huo Runhan did not beat around the bush and directly asked.

"That's impossible," the man firmly denied. This sort of welfare issue couldn't be taken even one step further.

Cen Jiawen stared at him, "Why is that impossible?"

"I'm your husband, this is your duty. Besides, men like me are all at the same age as wolves and tigers. Moreover, I have such a beautiful wife. It would be bad to hold on to that thing everyday." Huo Runhan teased.

Miss Cen was at a loss for words and she couldn't help but cover her face. Stop, stop. Don't talk to me in a naughty tone. I'm still a child. "

Huo Runhan felt that she was extremely cute and couldn't help but kiss her again. Cen Jiawen jumped three feet into the air. She didn't care about her image or the high heels she wore, she was just afraid that she would accidentally touch a string of his and then suddenly lose her temper.

The sky had already begun to darken. The lanterns were rising and the beautiful sunset made one intoxicated. The man glanced at the scene not far away, then thought of the beauty beside him. The smile on his face became even warmer.

"What's for dinner?" In the carriage, Huo Runhan asked.

"Can I say that you asked some nonsense? I'm wearing a formal dress right now, so of course I can't eat anything. Otherwise, my perfect image will be ruined with my stomach supporting me."

"Then are you hungry?" The man smiled at her, unsure of her position.

She had only eaten lunch and was actually already hungry. However, when she thought about how she was going to meet Xu Mengjiao, He Bingling and a few other 'love rivals' later on, she gritted her teeth and felt the pain of a martyr cutting her wrist, "Cut the crap, let's go quickly."

Huo Runhan was speechless, when did this girl become so hungry?

Halfway through the carriage, Cen Jiawen suddenly called for it to stop. Huo Runhan looked at her, parked the car by the side of the road and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Let's switch our positions," Miss Cen said sternly. "I want to drive, you're too slow, such a skilled race car, and you drive at this speed, do you see the cars passing by looking at you with contempt?"

"No," Huo Runhan's expression did not change, and he patiently taught him: "In the future, you are not allowed to go on a rampage, especially during peak hours, even if you are extremely skilled, you should not always take your life as a joke."

"I've never crashed when I was driving." Cen Jiawen spoke with pride, "Just let me do it, I'll do it."

"No." The man still firmly rejected the idea. What a joke, how could he possibly ride in a woman's car?

Miss Cen gave a "heh", indicating why it was so hard to communicate. She pointed at him with one hand, and said with a stern voice: "Mr. Huo Runhan, you said that I'm your wife, so your respected lord wife has ordered you to get out of the way!"

"... "No."

Cen Jiawen grinded her teeth, seeing that there was no way around it, she changed her route decisively and started acting spoiled: "Huo Runhan, just let me do it, just now, you saw that she was kissed by me. Now that I'm not angry, you just nod your head, okay?"

Huo Runhan looked at her with a bit of hesitation. When Miss Cen realized that he did not directly reject her, she felt that there was hope as well. Thus, she pulled on his arm even more shamelessly, shaking it like a rattle, causing the man's entire body to sway along with her.

"Well, well —"

When Miss Cen said this, she felt terrified. This voice … It was really too fascinating.

After a long while, Huo Runhan finally nodded. Cen Jiawen immediately reacted quickly and pulled him towards the front of the carriage. His rough movements made the man frown, but there was still a hint of a smile on his lips.

Before Huo Runhan managed to fasten his seat belt properly, he had already stepped on the accelerator all the way to the ground. As a result, someone almost crashed into the windscreen in front due to inertia.

The man looked at her dangerously. Cen Jiawen smiled obsequiously, "Hehe, accident, accident."

Huo Runhan scoffed, obviously it was on purpose, no wonder it was an accident.

In a certain high class clubhouse under the Hauptmann's, it was already packed with reporters, causing the scene to be packed full of people. There were countless security guards everywhere, and there were even too many luxury cars to handle.

Mr. Huo and Miss Cen's car were extremely attractive when they came from far away. After all, there might not be even one car of this model in the whole country. The crowd surrounded them, causing Huo Runhan to feel awkward. Cen Jiawen, on the other hand, was in high spirits, her speed did not decrease at all, until she almost bumped into someone. She was the first to open the car door and get off, running towards Huo Runhan and helping him open the car door.

The smile on Miss Cen's face was a little asking for a beating. The man naturally knew her curved heart. However, since he wanted to pamper her, he naturally pretended that he didn't see anything.

Huo Runhan was wearing a black suit today, which was also in the style of Swallow's Tail. The two of them stood together, one black and the other red. They were especially compatible, especially so because of their auras. There was no need to talk about Huo Runhan. Cen Jiawen wasn't like other women, gentle, gentle, elegant, classical, but she didn't have a hint of it on her. She belonged to the type of beautiful, alluring, and domineering attack.

The reporters rushed forward and placed the microphone in front of their mouths.

"Mr. Huo, why did you get on the co-pilot seat? Is your wife, Miss Cen, your beloved wife tonight? "

Huo Runhan nodded, ignoring the reporters. Cen Jiawen instead laughed, and hugged the waist of the man beside her with an imposing manner, smiling evilly at the corner of his mouth.

"You're wrong. He's my partner tonight."