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"You don't have to probe me. I've never thought of hiding my identity from you." Huo Runhan stood up straight, his entire body emitting the aura of a king.

"That's none of your business." Huo Runhan's eyes flashed, and said coldly.

His words were cold and domineering, his tone proud between the lines. Indeed, he did have that ability.

He paused for a moment, and then said in a gloomy voice, "Sooner or later, what you've been through will happen to Jianwen. You think it's good for her, when the time comes, it will turn into a sharp blade that will stab her in the chest!"

"Shut up!" Originally, he felt that it was the most shameful to use his fist and brute force to solve a problem. He was used to using his own strength to kill people, and was even used to pointing fingers and poking around the river, doing whatever he wanted.

However, Xu Miao continued to mock him and he restrained his anger as well. Such an impulsive and uncontrollable action was also inconsistent with his usual devilish and evil image of a playboy.

The two of them looked at each other coldly from below. Cen Jiawen had been thinking about how she should proceed. These two lords were not easy to persuade. They said that neither of them would undoubtedly harm the other.

She had friends on one side and a husband on the other. What sort of ending was not what she wanted to see?

Thus, she could only think of a foolproof plan. She took out her phone and called the Mr. Huo.

Huo Runhan was startled when he heard it, and hurriedly asked her what was wrong. Miss Cen did not explain it clearly, she only continued to say that it was painful. Now, he no longer had the mood to continue staring at Xu Miao, he turned and left in a hurry, leaving behind only a few words, "Xu Miao, stay away from Jia Wen in the end, since you know who I am, then don't challenge my bottom line. If I get tired of it one day, your Xu family will face a true calamity."

Xu Miao smiled, "I'll see."

When Cen Jiawen saw Huo Runhan come up, she praised her in her heart. She jumped onto the bed and covered herself with the blanket, her hands covering her stomach as she frowned.

In less than a minute, Mr. Huo arrived and asked what was wrong. Miss Cen's acting skills began to turn on and she remained silent, only rubbing her head against the blanket.

This caused Huo Runhan to believe even more, because Cen Jiawen usually caused trouble but she was the type of person who would swallow tears and blood even if it was really dangerous. Unless it was really dangerous, she would at least take the initiative to ask for help.

He leaned over, lowered his voice and worriedly asked, "Jiaven, what's wrong with you?"

"The stomach." Miss Cen said softly. Her voice was weak, patient, and aggrieved.

Huo Runhan first frowned, then he seemed to have thought of something, and his voice inexplicably carried a little more excitement. "Good girl, hold on for a bit, I'll call the doctor over."

Hearing the joy in his words, Cen Jiawen immediately understood that he must have thought that she was pregnant again. Miss Cen was speechless, this man was really insane because he wanted to have children.

"No need, I … "Here's my one." she said casually.

Huo Runhan paused for a moment before he understood what she was saying. He coughed uncomfortably before saying, "Lie down and rest. Don't get up if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, he turned on the air conditioner in the room and went downstairs.

It wasn't until he left that Cen Jiawen's expression changed from a sickly person to a handicapped person. She smiled as she thought gloomily about how she would deal with her aunt's arrival in two days.

After 10 minutes or so, Huo Runhan arrived with a bowl of hot ginger soup in his hands. Miss Cen's entire body turned blue the moment she smelled the soup, she hated drinking these kinds of things the most.

But, Huo Runhan cooked it himself, which had a different meaning. Cen Jiawen was really curious about one thing, how could there be something that he couldn't do?

The man put down the plate and walked over to help her up. Cen Jiawen was shameless, she didn't dare to do it even if she died trying to. It was only when Huo Runhan looked at her with a displeased expression that she finally sat up unwillingly with a "I've been ravaged" look.

Taking the ginger soup from his hand, Cen Jiawen gulped it down as if he wanted to die. She felt like she was a little crazy and that nothing had happened to her. In the end, she was still looking for a beating here.

She really wanted to throw the bowl away after drinking it with such difficulty. Huo Runhan naturally knew what she liked and stuffed two pieces of candy into her mouth while she frowned.

He also got on the bed and hugged her who was curled up in his embrace. His warm big hands pressed down on her lower abdomen, helping her press down time after time.

His expression was gentle, his movements even more so. Cen Jiawen looked at him in a daze. This fellow Huo Runhan, no matter how much the outside world taught him, had always treated her extremely well.

However, there was a saying that went like this: "A dog's joy is bad, but a person's happiness is a bit of a disaster."

Cen Jiawen was so happy, but when her mind was in a mess, it was easy for her to be abnormal. While she was lying on the bed, she would unconsciously talk with him until she turned yellow. Huo Runhan's self-control had always been shocking, but Cen Jiawen was clearly an exception in his life.

As a result, the couple's actions became more and more irregular. Cen Jiawen was gradually aware of the danger, but she couldn't help but fall into this kind of fanaticism, until someone reached their hands into her most secret place, only then did she feel that something was wrong.

However, it was too late. Huo Runhan discovered that his hands did not have any traces of being propped up, and after a moment of confirmation, his Miss Cen was tragically discovered.

Mr. Huo's face immediately darkened as he coldly looked at her, as if a storm was coming for him.