Do you still like me?

Cen Jiawen joked about for a while, although she was complaining, but she knew in her heart that for a man like Huo Runhan, if it wasn't because he was truly worried, how could he possibly lose control?

The smile on Huo Runhan's face became wider, and the sinister look in his eyes disappeared. After all, Cen Jiawen had just woken up from her injuries, and her body was still weak.

When Cen Jiawen was recuperating in the hospital, she didn't take off the bandages on her head for a long time. The doctor even praised her recovery ability, which was much stronger than ordinary women.

The incident with the film crew that day had naturally been seen by the newspapers. It was once again bustling with activity on the internet. When she was watching television in the VIP ward, she saw the footage taken by the reporters that day. Her valiant and mighty actions were truly proud again.

had also visited her several times. When Miss Cen saw that her father was acting cute and pitiful, and that he was trying to untie the pain from his wounds, he became even more concerned. Old Man Cen normally didn't take a gentle approach towards her, but this darling granddaughter had always been his flesh and blood. This sudden injury caused him, who had been tough for his entire life, to soften his tone and take care of her with concern.

So, every time Jiayan made a mistake, she felt that her husband and her father-in-law deserved it. Since she was young, how could she not be arrogant and pampered?

Xiang Yu wasn't as mischievous as this girl.

To sum it up, Miss Cen had been quite successful in her life recently. She even thought that Xu Mengjiao had done a good deed for her. How many years had it been since she last saw her nemesis speak to her in such a gentle and soft voice?

Huo Runhan stayed in the hospital to accompany her. Other than sleeping time, he spent twenty-four hours a day by her bedside, meticulously taking care of her and taking care of her. Miss Cen shamelessly and happily laughed and retorted, "Run Han, when you are bankrupt, you can definitely come and be a senior nurse."

The man's face darkened as he glared at her, treating her like she was farting.

… ….

While he was at the side handling the Hauptmann's's recent official business, Chief Secretary would occasionally come over to report on the more important matters. Cen Jiawen had seen her before, so she politely greeted her without saying too much.

At that moment, the door to the ward was knocked.

Zhuo Yunhui came.

Miss Cen paused for a moment, then smiled and greeted her. "Aiyo, Big Brother Yun Hui, such a busy person like you can still remember me. It's rare to see such a busy person like me."

Zhuo Yunhui put down the set of supplements in his hands and then nodded lightly at Huo Runhan. Cen Jiawen liked them both relatively speaking, so he passed her a few Obelas and some desserts. He smiled elegantly, "You were injured, so I naturally have to come and see you."

"Your presence brings light to my humble dwelling. Ah, that's not right. Look at my brain, I'm overwhelmed by it." Cen Jiawen said as she sat up, she reached out to grab the cake, "What you bought must be all my favorite food."

Huo Runhan's originally calm face was covered with a few hints of shadow. This kind of change was extremely obscure and ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell, but Yu Qing was his personal secretary who had followed him for several years after all.

She looked at Cen Jiawen in shock, her heart was filled with melancholy. Why didn't this CEO and wife know how to avoid suspicion?

Zhuo Yunhui looked at her with a smile. A gentleman, modesty, and sincerity, "How can you be like this?

Big Brother Yun Hui, have you seen the news? provoked me first, if she bites me, I will bite her three times. This is my good habit.

She, Cen Jiawen, had never had such virtue from a young age.

Zhuo Yunhui fell silent, and after a long while, he said helplessly: "Then if you meet a mad dog on the road who bites you, will you also bite me?"

"Of course!" Miss Cen said resolutely, "Although it has a lot of fur, and may not necessarily be able to bite into meat, being able to pull off a single strand of fur is enough for it to be in pain."

"..." Zhuo Yunhui, Yu Qing was speechless.

Huo Runhan was not in a good mood, and did not have the desire to joke around. Cen Jiawen and Zhuo Yunhui chatted happily, and didn't care about his emotions.

After a long while, Huo Runhan said: "Jia Wen, it's time for you to rest."

Miss Cen looked at him and asked in puzzlement: "Mr. Huo, I haven't even woken up for two hours and you told me to go and meet Duke Zhou. Even if I look beautiful, he would be annoyed if he saw me."

Yu Qing pouted, cleverly remaining silent. The man's face darkened. It wasn't because she didn't sleep, but because of her title.

She called out to Zhuo Yunhui as if he was her Big Brother Yun Hui, and even called out his surname non-stop. In the end, which one of them was her husband?

As a result, a certain someone became sore again. After glaring at Cen Jiawen a few times, and seeing that she was still staring at him earnestly, he suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

"Do you want to sleep or not!"

Yu Qing was slightly startled, and very surprised. Was her CEO angry? Seeing the anger from the door slamming shut, it was really …

It scared her to death.

She tossed a respectful expression at Cen Jiawen. One must know that throughout all the years she had been in Hauptmann's, Huo Runhan had always had the same expression.

Cen Jiawen was even more astonished. She looked at the door in astonishment. Who could tell her what she had done wrong?

Was it her fault if she couldn't sleep?

Huo Runhan, you are really a freak.

Zhuo Yunhui's smile faded, and he lowered his eyes in silence. Cen Jiawen's thoughts had been dispersed quite a bit by this farce. She was an exquisite person, but she also realised that Huo Runhan probably looked down on her for looking down on him.

She was a bit conflicted. For a man to have such wild thoughts, she was speechless.

"Don't you like Mr. Huo?" After a long while, Zhuo Yunhui suddenly asked.

Cen Jiawen looked at him blankly. She didn't understand why he would ask that, but she said, "Whether you like him or not, he's my husband."

The meaning behind her words was that she would accept this result.

But when it entered Zhuo Yunhui's ears, it completely changed. A flash of hope and pain appeared in his clear eyes. He opened his mouth several times and finally looked at the gorgeous woman firmly. "Jiuwen, do you like me?"

"I like it." Miss Cen answered without hesitation, "You and I grew up together, and I spent my best time chasing after you. All those years of perseverance, if not for liking it, why do you think I would have kept on pestering you, using all of my techniques?"

She spoke very domineeringly and did not hide her blurry thoughts in the slightest. She had always dared to love and hate what she wanted. If she wanted it, she would reach out and take it, and she would put in all her effort to get it as well. Besides, she had really put in a lot of effort over the years.

"And now, do you still like me?" Zhuo Yunhui looked at her deeply, asking her with every word.