Even up to the point where he entered the stage, Cen Jiawen was still in a stupefied state.

After all, the people who came today were all famous figures in the A City.

Miss Cen was still a little unhappy, her instincts telling her that she had definitely missed a big show.

"Mr. Huo, I heard that you spent a huge sum of money to bid for the famous' Mountain of Light ',' Sea Blue Heart ', and so on. Your contributions towards philanthropy are really too righteous, can you please say a few simple words?" a reporter asked.

"Mr. Huo..."

Cen Jiawen still had the 100 billion necklace around her neck, which attracted even more attention from the cameras.

Miss Cen did not really like the media, but it was not just for entertainment. There were also a lot of mainstream media reporters in the country. So she waited patiently for them to finish the interview.

Huo Runhan held Cen Jiawen's hand tightly and said indifferently: "The auction was held by the Hauptmann's in the first place. It is our responsibility and honor to contribute to such a charitable cause. "What's more, it's good as long as you like it, how much isn't important."

The reporters all laughed, their gazes filled with envy when they looked at Cen Jiawen. This sentence had pleased the Miss Cen's heart, and she instantly felt that singing such a big show here was actually not bad.

"Miss Cen, Hutong treats you so well, truly envious of all women. Hutong, you are so fond of your lovely wife, don't you think that if she asks for it, you will give her everything? " After the interview, the reporter began to move on to relationships.

Cen Jiawen smiled with unparalleled elegance and elegance. Huo Runhan looked at her deeply, and said: "That's right, let alone some small things, if she wants the Hauptmann's, I will also offer it up with both hands."

He could even give her his life if she wanted to.

The reporters were in an uproar while sighing endlessly. They still wanted to ask more questions, but the Hauptmann's bodyguards had already opened up a path, so Huo Runhan brought her to his car to leave.

Xu Miao happened to come out and see his, and subconsciously held onto the arm of the woman beside him.

Somewhere in the hall, it was already a mess. Zhuo Yunhui was in a bad mood as he strolled alone. In the blink of an eye, he saw the chaos on the side of the Min family, and it just so happened that Min Yanmei, who always carried a smile on his face, raised his fist and punched his second brother, sending him flying.

Her movements were smooth and her fists were ruthless. She really didn't seem like a woman.

From the looks of it, he guessed that the man's ribs were broken.

Li Yiyi stood at the side silently, and with a cold expression on her face, she suddenly grabbed onto the other man's neck and lifted him up as she laughed sinisterly, "I'm thinking, have all of you gone mad?

His father said something anxiously at the side, Zhuo Yunhui knew that it was best to not ask about other people's family's matters. Especially Min Xiyu, he was not a good person.

Others might not know his true identity, but that didn't mean that he didn't know either.

However, before he turned around, he glanced at Min Yanmei with her warm eyes.

Huo Runhan and Cen Jiawen originally wanted to return home, but in the end, they met someone who should not have appeared here the most at their own villa.

Xu Miao.

His companion was gone, and he waited alone by the side of the sleek sports car with his head bowed. The sunlight scattered a bright radiance on his body. He himself was one of those extremely attractive men.

He, Huo Runhan, Min Xiyu, all of Zhuo Yunhui's rare, magnificent beauty and wealth were gathered in one body, but Huo Runhan had hidden it well, Min Xiyu was ruthless and emotionless, Zhuo Yunhui was gentle like jade, and he emanated with demonic energy.

There were very few men that could have such a gorgeous appearance like him.

Cen Jiawen suddenly had some impatience, but more importantly, he was pained and puzzled. He was clearly as elegant and elegant as she was, yet why was he still persisting on this final thread after so many years?

Was she the same as her towards Zhuo Yunhui back then, because she could not get it, which was why she was even more unwilling and persistent?

Huo Runhan had noticed him even earlier than Cen Jiawen, and his black eyes had always been quietly observing the reaction of the woman beside him. A trace of emotion from Cen Jiawen could not escape his eyes. To be honest, to him, Xu Miao was never really his opponent. After all these years, the person he cared about the most was Zhuo Yunhui.

The two of them stopped the car in front of him. Cen Jiawen greeted him with a smile, and Xu Miao even smiled at him before turning his gaze towards Huo Runhan. He said lightly: "Mr. Huo, I want to talk to you for a bit."

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Huo Runhan squinted his eyes and got off the carriage as he talked.

The Miss Cen followed them down. She looked at the two men and wondered if she should say something. Xu Miao smiled: "Jia Wen, you go back first."

She looked at Mr. Huo and Huo Runhan also nodded slightly, the smile on her lips was very soothing.

Cen Jiawen pursed her lips, feeling that the atmosphere between the two of them was really weird. She had never seen them before, what could she say when they met?

Although she wanted to, she still returned honestly.

Just as her figure disappeared, Huo Runhan's fist struck Xu Miao's body. Xu Miao was caught off guard and retreated a few steps. His eyes narrowed as he stared at the man in front of him who looked like a shrine.

Huo Runhan was indeed not simple, the speed of his punch was so fast that the naked eye could not see it.

He sneered, and returned it in a flash. Huo Runhan's reaction speed was faster than his, but Xu Miao could not underestimate him either, the two men were like two wild beasts, fighting in a place where no one was around with their bare hands.

They were both venting their anger and grievance towards each other.

Once Cen Jiawen entered the villa, he immediately ran upstairs. His intuition told him that there was something wrong with the two. However, just as she reached the window, she saw Xu Miao's fist strike Huo Runhan's chest, and Huo Runhan's face.

She was slightly surprised as she felt pain even from such a distance. She had studied Taekwondo as a professional, so she could tell how fast and nimble their punches were.

She knew Xu Miao's strength, it was very terrifying. But Huo Runhan... It seemed to be even more powerful than when they were training together.

She paused for a moment, and looked at him with a probing gaze. It seemed that he was intentionally saving his strength in the past.

Downstairs, Xu Miao's injuries were obviously heavier than his, but Huo Runhan was not too seriously injured. He looked over coldly and ridiculed in a sinister manner, "Mr. Huo, it seems like you didn't receive so many injuries in the United States for nothing while groping around in the underworld."