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No one else in the world will love her so much

This was the first time that Cen Jiawen's opinion of her had truly changed.

Ning Jiayang saw that they were finished, and arranged for them to drink a cup together, to put a perfect end to the two plays that had worked so hard to get up early in the morning, which was why they were so busy for the past half a year Because of these two dramas, Cen Jiawen had gotten to know many people. Although their relationship was not particularly good, at least they were friends who could greet and chat freely.

The pain and suffering would eventually pass.

Cen Jiawen had always been free and unrestrained, but at this moment, she felt rather emotional. Just like that, she entrusted Ning Jiayang with her "first time", and when she thought about it, it was truly …

However, this wasn't a loss. Many people were looking forward to her luck.

The atmosphere was pretty good, and many people felt touched, after all, staying together for so long was also a kind of fate, Cen Jiawen could not say anything good to Ning Jiayang, adding the incident just now, Director Ning had avoided her like a plague, and the moment he saw that she was going to come over, he calmed down and went to the other side with an expressionless face.

Cen Jiawen shrugged helplessly, her face like a dog. Tian Ke and Li Yiyi both laughed.

Before he finished, Miss Cen took the initiative to hug Ye Tianyi and said thanks. Thank him for the wrong feelings, for coming to help him.

Even without him, she would be angry. Even if it wasn't to help her, being able to go on Director Ning's show was a pretty good thing. However, she still thanked him very much. She had accompanied her for more than half a year, giving it her all whenever she liked, releasing it when it was dry and crisp. Furthermore, her friend had accompanied her through many trials and tribulations.

Ye Tianyi was still as gentle as a prince, with elegance like a gentleman. He returned to hug Cen Jiawen, and said gently: "Don't be polite, it's only right for friends to take care of each other."

Cen Jiawen pursed her lips and smiled.

Li Yiyi's phone suddenly rang. It was Min Xiyu, so he told her to go back now. Cen Jiawen looked at it for a bit and it was almost over. The group took another set of photos and Tian Ke and the two of them left first.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was stopped by the entertainment reporters.

Li Yiyi frowned, Cen Jiawen looked at her, and it seemed that she was in a rush to return. She withdrew her gaze, cleared her throat, and openly threatened with a very serious and righteous voice, "My friends, Yi Yi has matters to attend to right now, so she cannot accept an interview. You all know who the person behind her is, so if we delay the matter with Min Xiyu, I cannot guarantee that you will still be able to see the sun tomorrow. "If you want to interview me, then interview me. It just so happens that today, I have nothing better to do."

Li Yiyi thanked her and looked at her. Between them, who would return the favor?

As expected, the rest of the people moved aside and moved closer to her mouth. Tian Ke pinched her arm and whispered into her ear: "You better consider in your heart what you should say before you open your mouth."

Cen Jiawen nodded honestly and agreed obediently.

Thus, with Tian Ke watching by her side, this was the most serious time for Miss Cen to give her an answer. Other than occasionally exposing a few of her old men, she didn't even say a single thing to destroy her own innocence.

After answering quite a few questions, Tian Ke found a reason to bring Cen Jiawen and leave. She brought her all the way to the villa in Bluemouth District before she bade farewell and left.

Cen Jiawen raised her head and looked at the blue sky. After working around the clock, she suddenly felt that it was not right.

She didn't have much work to do in the following days, so she naturally had nothing to do.

Her phone rang for a long time, but no one picked it up. She was muttering with her head lowered, and just as she was about to enter the living room, she heard the sound of a sports car stopping behind her.

She turned her head abruptly. It was Huo Runhan.

The trees in the mansion had already sprouted, and the welcoming spring flowers planted at the entrance were already in full bloom. The tall and graceful man was also looking at her as she walked towards her, step by step.

Cen Jiawen reached out his hand to him and opened his arms. As soon as he came over, she put her arms around his waist and buried her head in his arms.

Winter had passed, and spring had begun.

Huo Runhan tightly embraced her, as if he noticed that she was a little different, and his black eyes were filled with warmth and satisfaction.

He felt her approach.

This caused him endless joy.

The two of them went in. It was only 3.40 now, and it was not time to eat yet because they had nothing to do, so Cen Jiawen pulled Huo Runhan into the kitchen and let him teach her how to cook. She looked into his eyes and smiled like a flower. "Run Han, tell me, I don't have anything else to do now. How about I go and register for a cooking lesson?"

Huo Runhan's hands paused, his eyes drooped at first, then turned towards her with a gentle gaze, and asked knowingly: "Why are you reporting that? Are you bored?"

Cen Jiawen glanced at him, "Stop pretending."

The man laughed heartily and grabbed her wrist to turn her around. She lowered her head and fiercely kissed her lips. The kiss was fierce, but it was also filled with deep emotion.

He had firmly engraved this woman in his heart a long time ago. From then on, no matter how flourishing the flowers in the world were, they would no longer enter his eyes. His world was filled with emotions because of this landscape. It was buried for the rest of his life because of this landscape.

Hesitation and waiting, love and hate, from then on, into four words, happy and happy.

This was the feeling of loving someone as if their life depended on it.

Cen Jiawen did not hesitate, and responded with a violence like his. Now that they could be considered to be on the same page, she did not deny that she had feelings for him, nor did she deny that she liked him. After leaving Huo Runhan, perhaps, in her entire life, she would never be able to find someone who loved her as much as he did.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh. Just as the two of them were kissing, Huo Runhan naturally felt the fire radiating all over. He stopped and pinched her lower jaw with two fingers, causing them to look at each other, and let her clearly see that his eyes were filled with her.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked.

"Laughing at you." Cen Jiawen said indifferently, raising her hand and putting it on his shoulder.

"Why are you laughing at me?"

"Then laugh at me."

"Hmm?"

"No, I'm laughing at us."

Huo Runhan pinched her nose, "Are you joking with us?"

"I won't tell you," Miss Cen pursed his lips, patted his waist and said, "Come, teach me how to cook."

Huo Runhan looked at her, his gaze gloomy. Then, he maintained his posture and continued to teach her how to cook.

Cen Jiawen's head was lowered, and the air around her was filled with the fragrance of his cologne. It seemed that even her body was stained with quite a bit of it.

Her heart slightly jerked.

Tomorrow, she would find a place to teach cooking. He used to serve her. Now she was his wife, cooking for him, washing his hands and making soup for him, something she should like to do.