C14

Cen Jiawen did not sleep that night, and stared blankly for a long time with her phone, but in the end, she did not call.

Huo Runhan arrived at Cen Family's house at five in the morning. Today was the wedding day, and the servants woke up very early. Old Man Cen's Cen father and mother also got up and began their preparations. When he came over, it just so happened that the butler was leading the stylist makeup artist to knock on the door of Cen Jiawen's room. The butler's tone was very different from usual, as though he was speaking good words with her while begging her.

Huo Runhan squinted his eyes, a sense of danger flashed past his eyes. What did she mean, she didn't want to marry him?

The steward smacked his head in annoyance. How could he have forgotten the spare key?

When the group entered the room, Cen Jiawen was woken up drowsily by them. While Huo Runhan and the person who entered was shocked by the mess within the room. From the looks of it, those who didn't know better might have thought someone had robbed them.

Huo Runhan squinted his eyes and looked at the woman who had just woken up on the bed.

Miss Cen was very angry when she woke up. Moreover, she had only slept for a short while, so she couldn't control herself and started to curse.

"F * ck, how could this be happening? There are so many of you …"

Her angry curses came to a stop because she saw Huo Runhan staring at her coldly. For some reason, Cen Jiawen felt a little scared. Ever since he saw this man for the first time, although he almost did that to her a few times, but he had never seen him like this. He was expressionless like a Yama.

But fear was only a matter of an instant. From the moment she was born, she, Cen Jiawen, had never been afraid of anyone, okay? With a dark face, she indifferently asked him, "Why are you here?"

The man let out a mocking laugh, and a gust of cold wind blew over him. "Today is our wedding, is there a problem coming to see the bride as the groom?"

Cen Jiawen rolled her eyes, of course there was a problem. Besides, do you think I'm willing to marry you?

The butler noticed that the atmosphere between the two wasn't quite right and cleverly changed the topic, "Miss, the stylist is here."

Cen Jiawen examined them carefully before unwillingly getting up. Although she didn't want to, but her father's orders were like mountains, she still had to obey.

Huo Runhan did not say another word, and turned to leave. Miss Cen inadvertently glanced at him, but like an angel, she saw a hint of sadness and disappointment in the man's eyes.

She spat at herself. Cen Jiawen, you must be silly.

Not long after Huo Runhan left, a maid brought in a wedding dress and a jewelry box. The wedding dress was very beautiful. It was inlaid with flowers and diamonds. There was also a layer of crystal on top. It was both Immortal and luxurious. Cen Jiawen changed into her wedding dress, immediately causing everyone to stare blankly.

She was already 1.75 meters tall, which was considered very tall for females. Coupled with her peerlessly beautiful face, even a touch of makeup would be breathtaking. The butler smiled and praised her: "Miss, you have really grown up. You are beautiful beyond compare."

Cen Jiawen was very proud, she liked to be praised by others the most, but she didn't know how to be modest either.

Everyone was speechless. Miss Cen, even if you are truly beautiful, you should at least be humble for a bit …

The stylist and makeup artist started to clean her up, and by the time they were all done, it was already 7 PM. Just then, the butler brought out the accessory accessory case. When he opened it, everyone was shocked, including Cen Jiawen.

Miss Cen looked at the necklace with a green glow.

Everyone was also amazed, "Oh god, this is the heirloom of the Huo Family, one of the ten most expensive necklaces in the world!"

Cen Jiawen knew that it must be true. After all, she had seen so many pieces of jewelry before, and her appreciation for real items was very high. Miss Cen immediately forgot that she didn't want to marry Huo Runhan last night. She held the necklace up like a complete money grubber, casually grabbed onto someone's arm and said excitedly: "Quickly put it on!"

The housekeeper was the first to react. She smiled. This young miss was really as adorable as she had been for ten years.

It was a scene of joy while Huo Runhan stood alone in the Cen Family's huge garden, silently looking at the extremely beautiful flowers in full bloom.

Today was a happy occasion for the Cen family, and the people who were busy in the garden all went to the villa to help. Cen Jiazi approached her step by step. In the entire Cen family today, she was probably the only one who would not be happy.

Huo Runhan heard the footsteps behind him and turned to look. Once he saw that it was Cen Jiazi, he expressionlessly turned around.

The woman's eyes flashed with bitterness. She approached him step by step, and when she reached the man's back, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Run Han, didn't you promise to be my boyfriend? Why did you marry Cen Jiawen? Why didn't you pick me up when I called you these few days?"

She spoke in a very aggrieved tone, her tone was delicate and touching, causing one's heart to ache for her. Unfortunately, Huo Runhan had never been a man who cared for women, or it could be said that his love for women was only for a specific person.

He pushed her away mercilessly and said with an ice-cold voice. "Miss Cen, please take care of yourself.

Cen Jiazi did not expect him to be so cold, and unwillingly raised his voice, "An Han, you personally promised me before, how can you treat me like this?"

The man laughed coldly, and looked at her with a gaze full of contempt and indifference: "Miss Cen, we both know this in our hearts. Why are you playing the fool? If you didn't use a method, how would I say something like that to you?! "

Cen Jiazi's heart was stung, and she was speechless for a long time. Huo Runhan no longer bothered with her, and left her behind instead.

When he returned to the villa, Cen Jiawen, Old Man Cen, Cen Family's parents and Cen Xiangyu were all in the hall. No one knew what they were talking about, but the atmosphere looked very harmonious and everyone had smiles on their faces. Especially Cen Jiawen, the bright and beautiful smile on his face was like a ray of sunlight in early spring, which instantly swept away all the haze he had just experienced.

Cen Jiawen also saw him and froze in laughter. Huo Runhan's gaze was completely focused on her body, and he had completely forgotten about this abnormality. All he knew was that she was wearing this wedding dress, and she was wearing Love Tear. She was so beautiful that it would make one's soul tremble.

He had always known that she was beautiful, but he had never imagined that she would be beautiful to the point that it made him dizzy.

The combination of memory and reality made him see God. Unknowingly, he had already walked up to Cen Jiawen.

Cen Jiawen's previous emotions had already been swept away by his gaze. Seeing him staring straight at her, the Miss Cen became so arrogant and spoiled, and the pride that belonged to a woman skyrocketed. She purposely made an even sexier and charming expression, and quietly bewitched him: "Am I beautiful?"

Huo Runhan glared straight into her eyes, locked eyes with her, and nodded honestly.

"Beautiful, beautiful enough to topple empires."