C81

Everyone in the city knows that she is Lady Huo.

Huo Runhan frowned, his face dark and complicated. His entire person became silent, his black eyes staring fixedly at the girl below him.

Cen Jiawen did not avoid his gaze, and it was as if they had collided head-on. She was a woman who had met someone strong in the first place, but she was helpless against Huo Runhan. Today's matter had already completely infuriated her.

Huo Runhan's expression suddenly changed. He looked at her in disbelief, then grabbed her neck out of control and growled, "What did you say?"

"It's not like you have no ears. Can't you hear what I say? Huo Runhan, I am the wife that you officially married, not a pet that you keep! You don't have the right to beat me or kill me. " Cen Jiawen said coldly, and suddenly laughed: "However, I can give you a chance today. If you really want to kill me, then strangle me. I'd rather die if I'm trapped in a marriage like this. "

Her tone was very light, but it hid the anger within it. God knows she'd had enough. Was it her fault that she didn't want to get pregnant, that they hadn't known each other for long, that they were still in love with each other, let alone having children.

Huo Runhan's face was as sinister as a dark cloud. He pursed his lips in danger, and the movements of his hands grew even more uncontrollable.

He stepped down from the woman's body, his face ugly and cold. He took a deep breath, turned around and took off his suit jacket and car keys, leaving without even looking at Cen Jiawen.

Miss Cen gritted her teeth as she watched Yue Yang leave. What kind of man do you think she is?

Damn, if she comes back in the future, she, Cen Jiawen, will be surnamed!

She also got up from the sofa and quickly went upstairs to pack up her things. How could her belongings be ready in a short period of time? Hence, she just took some daily necessities, packed her luggage, and left.

When the butler heard the voice and came over, all he saw was Cen Jiawen's blazing back.

It was already afternoon outside and the sunlight was shining brightly. Cen Jiawen had initially intended to drive her car home, but after thinking for a while, she turned back after reaching the entrance of Cen Mansion. She didn't want to go home. Her parents had all been bought by someone, and if she went back, they would definitely sell her again.

Therefore, she went to a hotel and booked a presidential suite, planning to stay there for a long time. The waiter brought the luggage up for her, while Miss Cen looked around at the decorations, feeling that it was really good.

Well, nothing is too expensive.

She went to take a bath first, then lay down on Simmons' bed and had a good night's sleep. When he woke up, the sky was already dark.

She wore a bathrobe and walked to the french window. Her long curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her face was beautiful beyond compare as she gazed out at the world outside. She loved the floor-to-ceiling windows, which were large and wide enough to see both the sunset and the night scenery of A City. She went to the liquor cabinet and got a bottle of red wine, a goblet, and then lay down on the nearest sofa, enjoying the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The dazzling neon lights, the intoxicating night, and the night in A City were all beautiful. Since the start of her rebellion period, she had been active in various nighttime arenas. She had a bone-deep liking for the bustle of the night. Recently, she felt that she had become more and more distant from that kind of life.

The sudden appearance of a man had nearly overturned her entire world.

Cen Jiawen looked down at the vast scene below her feet. Everyone below was so tiny, like they were ants that could not even withstand a single blow. She smiled and took a sip of red wine. Ever since she was born, her status as the center of attention had allowed her to obtain these things, so she didn't have the ambition of a man. As she sat here, all she could think about was, the world is vast, the world is vast, how could she have met someone she liked and liked?

And what kind of fate was it that allowed her to meet Huo Runhan in the vast sea of people, and become his woman, his wife?

She sighed. Sad and depressed emotions did not belong to the Miss Cen, so she quickly spat out and threw her goblet to the side. She found a red robe to change into and left.

This was a bustling area, with a majority of the night venues. Cen Jiawen drove her open-top sports car and went to the most famous bar alone.

The ceremonial lady at the door greeted her as soon as she saw her. Cen Jiawen went up to greet her and then went in. The manager, bartender DJ and so on saw her and greeted her as well, respectfully and amiably. Cen Jiawen asked for a glass of whiskey and then chose a seat she liked and sat down.

She raised her eyebrows and slowly raised her head. Just as she wanted to tease that man a little, she saw his face change as he whispered: "I'm sorry, Miss Cen."

Cen Jiawen's delicate face looked at a loss for a bit. Eh, what's going on?

She didn't mind and continued to sit there, bored to death as she watched the lively bar. The men and women around her were in pairs, each one flirting and laughing, but it was obvious that this place was a lot lonelier.

Miss Cen frowned. She looked at her exquisite and beautiful body, then took out the mirror in her bag and looked at her beautiful face. She was even more puzzled.

She didn't turn ugly, so why wasn't there anyone who could strike up a conversation with her?

After sitting for a while, bored to death, she also went to the dance floor to dance. She was alone, and she didn't care even if she didn't have a partner. In any case, based on past experience, it wouldn't even take three minutes for her to be surrounded by a large group of men.

But today, she had been jumping for more than ten minutes, all by herself. Not only that, no one within three square meters of her!

Cen Jiawen stopped and looked around at the people who were sizing up her, and started to get angry. She had lost interest in dancing and turned to leave.

When I came down, I ran into a little handsome guy because I was in a hurry. Miss Cen came out from his embrace, rubbed his aching head and was about to curse, but when he looked at his face, he instantly lost his temper.

He was too good-looking, and looked like a hybrid. Otherwise, he couldn't be marked like this!

"Handsome, are you here to play? Leave a message …"

"Madam Huo, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Before she could finish her conversation, the man apologized profusely and ran off in the face of her shock.

Cen Jiawen: "..."