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The Huo Family elders all looked at the figure of Huo Runhan's back as he went upstairs with a complicated and pained expression. Cen Jiawen looked back a few times, then silently lowered her head.

Grandpa Huo lowered his eyes in thought as the butler and a row of servants stood silently at the side. Cen Jiawen threw herself into Huo Runhan's embrace and thought about what she should be thinking about at this moment. When she thought about how he might be standing in front of her bed and looking at the myriad of scenery outside by himself, her heart felt as if it was being gnawed on.

Cen Jiawen's body stiffened as she shook her head.

Grandpa Huo raised his eyes and looked upstairs, and said indifferently: "The time he likes you, is no less than the time you like that Zhuo kid. You've been married for so long, but you've never been to a room in Luhan, have you? In his room was a small cabinet filled with photos of you. From when he was young until now, he had never lost his childish nature and his current beauty and intellect. He had never missed a single one of yours. Many times when I went into his room, I could see different pictures of you on his bedside table. Do you think we don't know about your past? Let's not talk about the relationship between the Huo and Cen families, we have always paid attention to you for his sake. We know everything about you before, we accept it, we even understand it, it's not because of anything else, it's because we know that Run Han is going to marry you for the rest of his life, and he won't marry any other woman besides you. "

Cen Jiawen frowned, her fingers chilled.

So it turned out that the feelings Huo Runhan had for her were actually this many years old. No wonder there was that kind of unintentional deep infatuation, that almost bottomless love and indulgence.

She didn't want to deny that the current her was truly moved.

The horseradish looked at her lovingly and continued to tell her, "Last time at the Huo Family, I told you very gently that Rin Han didn't like to eat Opéra, but would always buy it from time to time, just like how he only drank Lafite for eight or three years, and drank Pu'er tea only. He also didn't participate in the racing professional league and didn't have a lot of top-tier cars, he started learning Taekwondo from a young age and later came to the United States to train and fight martial arts professionally. He likes to go to the parks in South City, likes to eat English French food, and even has an extra entertainment department under the name of Hauptmann's in recent years, it's all because of you. Jiaven, we know that emotions are never equal. You should give him as much as he loves you. But at the very least, there should be a reward, right? You have chased Zhuo Yunhui for so many years, yet you have never known him. But in his world, for more than ten years, you have always been a shadow of him. He loves the one you love and likes the one you like. Even if I can't see you, I feel like I'm very close to you. This is the portrayal of his life. "

Cen Jiawen was completely stunned, she could not believe what she had just heard. She suddenly reached out her hand to touch some of her face. There were no tears flowing down her face, but her whole heart was sore.

She suddenly smiled, looking extremely charming and moving. "I know, dad and mom, grandpa, thank you for telling me these things."

The last doubt in her heart had been dispelled.

horseradish looked at her blankly. As a woman, she had to admit that when she smiled, she really did have a captivating beauty. Hopper wanted to say something, but she held her husband's hand and lightly shook her head.

Enough, enough.

She gave a gentle smile and finally said, "The things that we have said are true. You are so smart that you should have already felt the clues. Luhan is truly wholehearted towards you. "Alright, go and coax him. If you admit your wrongs, there's nothing wrong with him anymore."

Cen Jiawen also laughed, and instructed the butler to send them out. She went upstairs, every step she took was determined and determined.

She thought that from today onwards, she, Cen Jiawen, would most likely be deeply branded with the three words "Huo Runhan" throughout her entire life.

Huo Runhan was currently in his study, expressionlessly looking at the computer in front of him. He seemed to be very focused, but the screen was completely black. It was only when he saw Cen Jiawen coming up to him did he press on the screen brightly, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Cen Jiawen walked to his side with a faint smile on his face, but it was not at all like how he would normally play around and laugh. Seeing that the man had not looked at her, she took the initiative to hold his hand, but was swung away by Huo Runhan.

He was angry, and could not control his strength well, so Cen Jiawen stumbled a few steps back, and almost fell down. Huo Runhan was quick to react, his body reacted faster than his senses, he quickly stood up and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his embrace to stabilize her body.

This action touched even the Miss Cen's heart that was about to shatter into pieces.

A trace of emotion flashed through her eyes. She opened her arms and embraced his muscular waist, then placed her face against his chest. She remembered the last time she had said something half-jokingly, but it had turned out to be true.

This was truly a heart and world that was beating for her.

Huo Runhan realized what he had done and wanted to push her away in anger. However, Cen Jiawen held on tightly, unwilling to let go no matter what.

"Let go." The man said coldly.

"Not letting go."

"Let go."

"I'm not letting go!"

Huo Runhan pursed his lips dangerously, and spoke with a harsh voice: "Let go!"

"I'm not letting go, I'm just not letting go!" Miss Cen purposely coquettishly pouted as she rubbed her head against his chest arrogantly. Her beautiful eyes widened again as she said, "Why are you being so unreasonable. I won't let you go today. Kiss me if you dare."

… ….

Huo Runhan was so angry that his entire body was about to be ignited, yet the little thing in his arms was still making him helpless. He gritted his teeth and roughly grabbed her waist before he lifted her up and coldly said: "You're not letting her go? You better not regret it!"

Cen Jiawen laughed like a vixen as she raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck. "I don't regret it."

Huo Runhan's heart really did change in an instant.

When he entered the bedroom, he threw Miss Cen on the bed and leaned over to cover her. His strong hands ripped off the restraints on her ruthlessly and kissed her ruthlessly on the lips.

Cen Jiawen laughed as she looked at him, her expression serious. She looked at every single one of his facial features bit by bit, wanting to deeply memorize this face in her mind.

Huo Runhan did not care about what she was thinking at the moment, as he pressed her hand down roughly, and started to take it back from her as if it was a disaster. The Miss Cen didn't resist at all and, on the contrary, cooperated very well with him, even reaching out to help him take off his clothes.

At this moment, Mr. Huo was completely devoid of gentleness, just like the few times he had forced his to be, but this time, Cen Jiawen did not curse or get angry.

Just like how he had tolerated her countless times.

In the midst of his strong impact, Miss Cen even took the initiative to lift her leg to entangle him. Huo Runhan stopped moving for a moment, and then kissed her even more frantically.

When she got the chance to speak, she looked at his handsome face with a complicated expression. Then, she raised her hand to hug his shoulder and whispered into his ear.

"Runhan, thank you," she said, her kiss falling one by one, lingering on her lips. "Thank you for loving me so much."