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Cen Jiawen felt that there must be something going on, so she asked them all with a baffled expression: "Has anyone come to tell me what happened?"

"Then you all look like dead people … …" Cen Jiawen was conflicted.

Dong Shulan looked at her seriously, then retracted her previous benevolence. "Go up!"

Sure enough, after she got married, she became a foster child.

She felt aggrieved.

When Cen Jiawen stepped onto it, the smile on Huo Runhan's face finally disappeared. The family was left speechless for a while, but in the end, the Grandpa Cen looked at Huo Runhan with a complicated gaze and said, "Luanhan, I thank you on behalf of Hongbo and the entire Cen Family."

Cen Hongbo also nodded his head, Huo Runhan looked at the ground without care: "It's fine, we are a family, and Father wasn't the main reason behind that matter back then, so Xi Yu is easy to negotiate with. Grandfather, you're being too polite. I'm also a member of the Cen Family. "

Old Man Cen sighed, and looked at Cen Hongbo with a grumbling look: "I told him not to interfere with what happened back then, and in the end he insisted on listening. "Now it's time for retribution. If not for you, the Cen Family would have been implicated as well. We are well aware that the He Family from South City is an example of this."

Cen Hongbo also said: "What happened all those years ago was my fault, but it was all an accident. "No matter what, Run Han, the Cen Family must thank you this time."

Huo Runhan shook his head. His black eyes wandered around the room as if his soul had long floated up there.

"You are all Jianwen's family members, so you are naturally my family members as well. And just because of that, I won't allow that to happen. "

Dong Shulan gave a bland laugh, "I am starting to suspect more and more that the daughter I am born with, was born with bad eyesight."

Such a man that he was deeply in love with actually didn't treasure it.

Huo Runhan laughed it off.

Cen Jiawen went upstairs and sulked. Her grandfather actually said that to her. Humph, she was punching the pillow childishly in the room, complaining as she punched it.

Huo Runhan could not help but laugh when he saw such a great scene. Why was Jia Wen so infuriated that he would not love his enough?

He felt that each time was so cute and so much that he wanted to hurt himself to the bone.

Miss Cen saw him coming in from the corner of his eyes and immediately switched from being arrogant to being cold. With a solemn expression, she threw down her pillow and walked into the room with a cough.

The man's gaze was as clear as water as he followed her inside.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he was attracted by the white paper on the wall.

… …. Who would dab this kind of white paper on a white wall for decoration? The corner of his eyes twitched as he quietly leaned over.

Cen Jiawen had already forgotten about the wedding photo, she did not care about it at all. Huo Runhan carelessly extended a finger and picked at a piece of paper, only to find that there was nothing underneath but a sheet of white.

Almost instantly, he realized that this was their wedding photo.

Because in their home, there was also a huge wedding photo. That photo depicted everything about Cen Jiawen, including the details of every single dress, so he could clearly remember them. Many times when he woke up in the middle of the night, he was lost in thought.

His eyes were covered by a layer of haze, is this is what Jiawan doesn't want to see?

Cen Jiawen did not hear him for a long time. She turned around to look, only to see him standing there staring gloomily at her "masterpiece". Miss Cen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then floated over in embarrassment and quickly ran over, stretching her hand out to block her.

"Hey, don't look, don't look, it's so ugly."

Huo Runhan looked at her with gloomy eyes: "Why did you block it?"

"I don't want to see it." Miss Cen was straightforward, and did not probe further into the emotions in his eyes.

The man was even more fierce, and his eyes were filled with a sense of aggression. He suddenly pushed Cen Jiawen against the wall, using both of his hands to hold tightly onto her shoulders, preventing her from moving.

Miss Cen's back was struck by the attack and she was caught off guard as she staggered a few steps. She was also shocked by the sudden change in events.

She frowned, feeling powerless. "Brother Huo, I say we shouldn't always be so shocked. Girl, my little heart isn't enough to scare you."

It was still fine ten minutes ago.

"Why don't you want to see it?" Huo Runhan did not care about her funny joke and kept on asking this question.

"What else can I do? A few days ago, you provoked me, yet you still treated me like that. If laozi wants to see you, wouldn't it be asking for a beating?" Cen Jiawen calmly protested.

Her words immediately extinguished a lot of the rage in the man's heart. Speaking of what happened that day, Huo Runhan still blamed himself. That day, he was indeed too rough with her.

"What? You're not trying to reason things out anymore, do you think you're in the wrong?" Miss Cen rolled her eyes.

The man's hand was still on her shoulder. She leaned forward and kissed her lips, then asked, "For this reason, you don't want to see it?"

"Who said that?" Cen Jiawen snorted, "Also, you're too ugly, I find you an eyesore."

Huo Runhan: "..."

His expression instantly became very strange, as if he was about to be angry but couldn't get angry at the same time. It had to be known that this was a new experience for the young master. This was the first time a woman had directly called him ugly in front of him.

Because of his shock, he was at a loss for words.

Cen Jiawen was a little proud, it could be said that she had achieved something today that could force him into this state.

After a long while, Huo Runhan turned his head around with a cold face: "That's because you're blind, you don't know what's good for you."

The Miss Cen chuckled and teased: "Mr. Huo, I discovered that you seem to be even more narcissistic than the Miss Cen."

"We are so intimate that it is normal for me to be infected by you." His expression did not change.

"Who's intimate with you?"

Huo Runhan spread out his hands, then extended his arms as he embraced her tightly. "Since you don't like this word, how about we change it to another? "The clouds are turning over the clouds, the phoenixes are turning over the phoenixes. We will go to Wu Mountain together, and you can choose any one of us."

Cen Jiawen: "..."

Damn, to be able to say such vulgar words with such literary and noble character, you really do have a culture.

Mr. Huo, you did not study hard for twenty years in vain.