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If you have the guts, throw it ten more times!

Cen Jiawen was at a loss. When she saw him like this, she knew that he was going to get angry again. She quickly pulled his hand, raised her eyebrows, and explained with a domineering manner: "Huo Runhan, don't think too much. I just don't want to see the two of you fight."

He was misunderstanding her again.

In the end, it was all because of other men.

He couldn't help but think that maybe he was wrong, maybe Xu Miao also had a position in her heart that he couldn't ignore.

Then, what was he exactly? What was the position that he had taken in her heart?

The more Huo Runhan thought about it, the gloomier he became. His entire body seemed to be covered with a layer of killing intent. At the end of the day, he did not have a sense of security. He wanted to make this woman only see him. Other than him, no one else could have a shred of her care!

Cen Jiawen pursed her lips, dispersing the unhappiness she felt from her words. She coughed and she looked a little awkward, "You're overthinking things, Xu Miao is my friend and you are my husband. No matter who gets injured, the two of you are not people I want to see."

"Then why don't you let Xu Miao leave?"

Miss Cen was startled, she really did not know how to answer this question. But Huo Runhan's eyes became deeper, as though he could see through her body and see her soul, it was so competitive and persistent.

At that time, she didn't think too much about it and only subconsciously wanted to call Huo Runhan in. In that situation, if she didn't want to do anything crooked, how could he be so obedient?

Being questioned like this, Cen Jiawen felt dizzy, but she was really doing it for their own good. Furthermore, did he not have any friends?

"Why should I let him leave? It seems like he's here to cause trouble. You can just leave him to the side. Why must you give each other two punches in order to satisfy your man's self-esteem?" The more she spoke, the more fierce she became, so why didn't Huo Runhan understand what she was thinking?

The man dangerously pursed his lips, and pressed his hand onto her body with a sinister expression: "Cen Jiawen, I am your man, why must I give way to him? Since he has already come looking for me, why should I pretend to be a gentleman to treat him with respect? Do you want me to give you to him with both hands and continue to do the same regret as you guys didn't finish last time! "

"Huo Runhan!" Cen Jiawen was thoroughly enraged, her beautiful eyes spewed fire as she looked at him: "What are you saying!"

"What? Am I wrong? Are you angry from embarrassment?" Huo Runhan coldly mocked him as his heart felt a piercing pain.

Cen Jiawen suppressed the raging anger in her heart and took a few deep breaths. However, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She fiercely flung Huo Runhan's hand away and flipped up from the bed like a carp, then took her jacket and left.

She couldn't stay here any longer. If she continued like this, there would definitely be another argument. Their relationship had recently entered a period of love. There was no need for them to bicker over this kind of thing.

She did not realize that this was the first time she had chosen to retreat when she was in conflict with someone else.

Huo Runhan froze on the bed, especially so for the hand she pushed away. His black eyes began to swirl, cold and suffocating. He turned his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the empty ginger soup bowl she had just finished drinking. He picked it up with one hand and flung it against the door.

The jade artifact shattered and released a loud sound, bringing with it an overwhelming rage. Cen Jiawen's body trembled. She was startled by this sudden movement and turned her cold face to look back at Huo Runhan.

"Throw it again!" she said in a low voice, rather displeased. Damn it, what kind of disease was this?!

Huo Runhan's face was like Yan Luo, he really picked up an antique vase and threw it on the door.

Cen Jiawen was enraged, "If you have the guts, throw it again!"

The man was so agitated by her that this time the vase grazed her body and almost broke at her feet.

Miss Cen curled her lips and took a deep breath, calming her heart that was about to ignite and start a fire on her own. She suddenly smiled with her arms across her chest, and said: "Mr. Huo, since you listen to me like this, then, throw it ten more times if you have the guts!"

… ….

After a moment of silence, Huo Runhan's face became a little stiff, but was quickly replaced by rage. He stood up, his tall body carried an imposing might that couldn't be ignored as he walked towards Cen Jiawen step by step.

He had seen what Cen Jiawen looked like before, and he was sure that he wouldn't do anything to her. She lifted her head and faced him directly.

"Huo Runhan, I don't want to bother with you right now, I just take you as an idiot, I won't lower myself to your level."

The man's expression changed even more. He walked up and met her eyes with an ice-cold expression. Cen Jiawen felt that no one else knew about his temper.

Even in the name of love, he couldn't always be suspicious.

Their gazes met in the air, and each was more indifferent than the other. After a long while, Cen Jiawen turned and prepared to leave.

She still had two steps before she could reach the doorknob, but she was suddenly pressed against the door by Huo Runhan, because the strength was too strong, her body was in pain from the impact, but Cen Jiawen's anger was instantly vented out.

Looking at this scene, she thought back to the previous time when the two of them had quarreled because of the Yi Yi.

It was here that he had forcefully taken her, despite all her struggles and struggles.

Huo Runhan roughly turned her over. His eyes were full of hostility, and both were deep and dark: "Cen Jiawen, could it be that when you met with matters that were wrong, you chose to avoid it?"

"How am I in the wrong?" Miss Cen was furious, and suddenly asked, "Whenever we quarrel, which time was it not you who caused trouble without reason? I have already explained it all, what do you still want me to do?!"

"I only want to make your heart be filled with me!" Huo Runhan said in a deep voice, his eyes carrying thirty percent distress and thirty percent self-mockery.

Cen Jiawen was so angry that her heart ached, she wanted to just knock into the wall, no, press down his head and pretend to be dead! He had never been one of those stubborn men, so why couldn't he use his brain when facing her?

Miss Cen raised her hand and fiercely poked Huo Runhan on the head. In this kind of dangerous and serious atmosphere, she brought about that kind of joy as she gnashed her teeth and said, "Yi Han, can you not always be so arrogant? Since you're acting like this, why don't you just kill me and put me on your bed as a female corpse!"