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In the Huo family's mansion.

Cen Jiawen followed behind the man and was led all the way up to a suite on the third floor. As they got closer, she became more and more nervous, as if she was in a fantasy.

"Run Han, I'm very curious, exactly how much money does your family have?"

Miss Cen despised him. The man introduced her in turn. The layout of the suite was similar to that of their villa in Blue District, with two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a bathroom, and a bathroom. However, one of their bedrooms had been made into a cloakroom for the couple's clothes and shoes.

Cen Jiawen strolled around once, but she did not enter the bedroom. Huo Runhan's eyes became darker, and the woman said: "Go find me a set of pajamas, I'm going to take a bath first."

"Wash them together?" The man put his arms around her.

"F * ck you, laozi will only wash you after laozi is done." Cen Jiawen said as she decisively ran into the bathroom and locked the door from the inside.

Yes, he had to do it well to prevent wolves.

Only then did she realize that there were two sets of things on the washstand. She walked up and looked, there was a set of toothpaste and soap shampoo that was almost half used, but there was another set, which was completely new and hadn't been opened at all.

She lowered her eyes, guessing that this was something Huo Runhan had just bought.

Just as Cen Jiawen was about to take off her clothes, the door was opened by someone. She immediately put on a smile and opened the door, revealing only a small gap.

Outside, Huo Runhan laughed helplessly.

The bathroom had a bath, a massage bath, and a shower set. It was very complete and she couldn't help but sigh. She did not take a bath, but quickly took a shower, put on her pajamas and went out.

There was no sign of Huo Runhan in the living room, so she called out, "You can go take a bath, Wenhan."

The man came out of the bedroom with a bathrobe. When he walked to her side, he gave her a kiss on her cheek. It was a rare occurrence that he didn't enter while playing a hooligan. Cen Jiawen looked at his back, and stood in place for a long time, until he heard the sound of water coming from inside.

The lights in the room were very bright, but her face was gloomy and unclear. Her long eyelashes cast a very beautiful shadow. She lowered her head, seeming to be in a daze, yet also deep in thought.

In the end, she slowly made her way into the bedroom.

As soon as she entered the room, she was surprised to find that it was exactly the same as their bedroom. The color and placement of the furniture, the colors, decorations, and hangings were exactly the same!

The only difference was that the opposite wall was not a wedding photo of the two of them, but a very large photo of her.

Looking at the angle and distance, it should be secretly taking photos.

Cen Jiawen sat blankly on the bed, her expression complex and unfathomable. She was originally in her room, and she would have entered the world that belonged to Huo Runhan.

She turned her head and saw the picture frame on the bedside table. There were four of them, one was a group photo of all the members of the Huo Family, and on the picture there was his grandmother, another was a picture of him alone, and the background didn't seem to be at home, as if he was wearing a set of uniforms, and the other was a picture of him and Min Xiyu together. The two of them had different expressions, but they both had a similar dark aura, and the other one was a picture of her.

She pursed her lips and looked down. She saw a very delicate small box and vaguely remembered what horseradish had said to her. She put her hand on it and took it back.

This was Huo Runhan's privacy, it was wrong for her to peek at it, but … He really couldn't help it.

She had originally thought that this box would be as hard to deal with as the one in the family, but she didn't expect that she would not even have a password, and opened it with a flip of her hand.

There was nothing else in the huge box. All of them were photo albums. Cen Jiawen did not have much of an expression on her face. She flipped it open one by one, and the more she looked, the more her heart felt like it was soaking in a jar.

The emotions of being moved, the heartache, the pity, the puzzlement, all kinds of emotions flooded over her like a tide.

She had never thought that there would be such a person in this world who would treat her so sincerely.

So many photo albums, all of them belonging to her. From when she was six or seven until they were married. From the background, she could see that there were parks, playgrounds, schools she had been to, cinemas, roads, and so on. Almost everything she had ever been to.

She had short hair that had been cut for a while at the age of fifteen, when she was at the age of puberty rebellion, when the nightclub was in full bloom and she preferred the neutral wind, and her shoulder-length hair, long shawl, burning pears, big waves, bulbous heads, and flower heads.

If he didn't know what was going on, he would have thought that she was his daughter.

Cen Jiawen watched with rapt attention, to the point where even her eyes seemed to be clouded by the rain. Because she was focused, she ignored the tall figure that was hidden outside the door.

Huo Runhan stood alone at the door as he looked at her with an almost dazed gaze.

He couldn't see the woman's expression, but he could sense it through the atmosphere around her. Huo Runhan laughed, beautiful yet bitter at the same time. He thought, from today onwards, he would really have to completely assimilate into that scenery that he had longed for for for for over ten years.

After Cen Jiawen finished reading all of them, she put the photo frame back together and stayed silent for a long time. Suddenly, she turned her head and met the man's watery gaze.

He had never been a gentle person, but he had given her all of his gentleness.

Their gazes met in silence. After a long while, Cen Jiawen suddenly stood up and hugged her. Huo Runhan opened his arms wide and pulled her into his embrace.

had never been a shy woman. If she wanted, she would let the other party know her feelings, like the Zhuo Yunhui of the past and the Huo Runhan of now.

Both of them collapsed on the bed, kissing more intensely than ever before. Miss Cen tore off his clothes and kissed the man's chest and collarbone like fire, nearly burning him to ashes.

Ever since she was young, she had always been an eloquent woman, but at this moment, she felt that she didn't know what to say. Her words were so thin that they couldn't express the shock she was feeling at the moment.

Huo Runhan naturally knew what she was thinking, and wasn't in a hurry to take the initiative either, allowing her to come.

To love to the marrow means to want to have the whole union, to belong to each other in its entirety.