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She wanted to raise her hand to make sure his tears were there. However, before the palm could reach his face, it was already gently grasped by him.    

    

He lowered his head and kissed her soft palm, solemnly and sacred — —    

    

"I, Jun Ziyan, love Xia Huanhuan until the day she dies."    

    

She stood there, his voice all around her ears. Until the day of her death?    

    

"Alright, if it really comes to that, you must also hold my hand like this." These were the last words she said before she fainted.    

    

On the other side, Mei Xinyi was sitting in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette.    

    

"Xinyi, it's almost your turn." The assistant walked into the dressing room and reminded her.    

    

"I haven't completely memorized my lines for the director to delay a little longer." Mei Xinyi said.    

    

The assistant, on the other hand, was used to Mei Xinyi's big name. After all, her backstage was Sihai Group's Ye Nanqing, and those directors couldn't even curry favor with her, so how could they not agree to such a "small request", but — "It seems like you're reading on your phone all day, as if you're absent-minded.    

    

"No, I was just bored and wanted to see if there was any interesting news." Mei Xinyi said casually as she picked up the script beside her and started reciting.    

    

"Then I'll go and talk to the director first." The assistant came out of the dressing room.    

    

As for Mei Xinyi, she abruptly grabbed the phone in her hand and viciously slammed it into the mirror in the dressing room!    

    

Bang!    

    

The mirror was shattered into pieces, and the shattered surface reflected her beautiful yet twisted face …    

    

When Xia Huanhuan woke up, it was already late in the morning. Jun Ziyan was lying beside her, sleeping soundly. Even when she moved, she did not wake him.    

    

Xia Huanhuan thought about it. It was rare for her to see him sleeping so soundly. She pushed his hair back from his forehead and studied his sleeping clothes. She suddenly felt that it was good to keep looking at him like this.    

    

It was only when he opened his eyes that she realized she had been staring at him for a full half an hour.    

    

"You … Do you want to wash your face and brush your teeth first? " Her face flushed suddenly, and the sight of his eyes reminded her of his tears from the night before, and the feeling of him buried deep inside her.    

    

Jun Ziyan sat up, kissed Xia Huanhuan's cheek and lips, then got off the bed.    

    

When Xia Huanhuan thought he was going to walk into the bathroom, she didn't expect Jun Ziyan to stoop down and carry her into the bathroom.    

    

Xia Huanhuan was shocked and hurriedly said, "Put me down!"    

    

"What an almighty college student." He stopped at the sink and put her down. Then his hands were pressed against the sink on either side of her.    

    

Her back was against his chest, and they were both facing each other in the mirror. Xia Huanhuan only needed to raise her head to clearly see the current situation between her and Jun Ziyan.    

    

Their expressions, their movements, their postures …    

    

"Huanhuan, look up." Jun Ziyan's voice sounded beside her ear.    

    

She instinctively raised her head and saw Jun Ziyan raise his hand and pull open the collar of her dress. There, there was a large densely packed kiss left by him on her body last night.    

    

Xia Huanhuan's face suddenly turned even redder. She hurriedly closed her eyes and turned her head away.    

    

Her slender fingers gently gripped her lower jaw, and with the right amount of force, she faced the mirror again.    

    

"Open your eyes." He leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Huanhuan, don't close your eyes. I want you to take a look and have a good look!"    

    

Xia Huanhuan took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.    

    

His fingers caressed the red spots on her collarbone. "Huanhuan, say again that you're willing to marry me."    

    

Her face was red as her gaze locked onto him in the mirror, "I, Xia Huanhuan, want to become Jun Ziyan's wife." she said.    

    

"I, Jun Ziyan, also want to become Xia Huanhuan's husband." He said the same thing, pressing his cheek against hers and smiling contentedly at her shy appearance in the mirror. "I'm yours, and you're mine."    

    

To him, having her was like having the whole world.    

    

Xia Huanhuan stared blankly at his smiling face in the mirror. It was clean and pure, as if she had never been contaminated by this world before.    

    

"Ziyan, I like your smile. From now on, smile more." "No," she said.    

    

"Alright." Huanhuan liked it when I smiled so much, so I smiled a lot. "    

    

As long as she liked it, he would do it.    

    

Without a doubt, Xia Huanhuan was late for work. When he rushed to the company, his colleagues were talking about the news. The content of the news was surprisingly about the incident with Xia Huanhuan's attack yesterday.    

    

Yesterday, the maze over at the amusement park was temporarily closed because of this incident. At that time, many tourists who heard the sound and came running saw the gun.    

    

Even though Jun Family had already informed the police station and the news media in advance to keep this matter quiet, they were still exposed by the tourists who saw it.    

    

Fortunately, no one noticed the site picture, and only said that the CEO of Jun's Group, Jun Ziyan, met a gunman at the amusement park, and actually subdued him.    

    

There was also a woman with Jun Ziyan. Many people saw that Jun Ziyan and this woman were hugging, and they were very close. And this woman wasn't Mei Xinyi.    

    

His colleagues began guessing who this mysterious woman was! In an instant, all sorts of guesses arose, and some people even started paying attention to what Mei Xinyi's reaction would be when she saw the news. After all, Jun Ziyan was spreading rumors with Mei Xinyi.    

    

"Xia Huanhuan, who do you think that woman is to Jun Ziyan?" A colleague walked to Xia Huanhuan's side and said.    

    

Xia Huanhuan smiled but didn't reply.    

    

"I say, it's most likely Jun Ziyan who saw that he couldn't compete with Ye Nanqing, so he went to find another woman." Another colleague walked over and said, "Everyone can see that Mei Xinyi is only focused on Ye Nanqing."    

    

"It's quite possible." The colleague nodded in agreement, "But I really can't tell. The rumors didn't say that Jun Ziyan was cold, and in the end, he didn't just keep looking for women. He really was a philanderer. Looks like the rumors are really unreliable."    

    

"Without truly understanding him, how would you know that he's a philanderer?" Xia Huanhuan suddenly said.    

    

"Hey, why are you so serious!? I was just joking. " His colleague muttered, "Besides, how could commoners like us understand people like Jun Ziyan!?"    

    

Xia Huanhuan turned on her computer and started calculating the cost of the materials and manpower on the computer.    

    

Since Ye Nanqing had requested for her to leave the villa only after the decorations were completed, it was obvious that she would be busy with overseeing the work and checking the results when the villa was being renovated.    

    

The other materials were easy to obtain, but the most troublesome thing was the bell's choice. Xia Huanhuan thought it would be something similar to wind chimes. However, if it was spread out in a large area in the room, it would be troublesome to break the glass easily.    

    

It was better to customize it, Xia Huanhuan thought. Anyway, Ye Nanqing didn't care how much the decorations cost.    

    

After lunch, Xia Huanhuan specifically went to a few custom-made processing shops to see if the other party could handle it. Because Xia Huanhuan had many requirements regarding the appearance and safety of the bell, none of the shopkeepers were willing to take over the job.    

    

After walking out of the last store, Xia Huanhuan rubbed her forehead. She suddenly felt a little troubled. If she couldn't get the bell done, then the whole renovation would be delayed. If that was the case, who knew when he would be able to resign!    

    

Lowering her head, she walked while thinking about the shops in B City that could customize this kind of bell.    

    

Just as she was about to cross the street, a hand suddenly pulled her back. "Are you going to keep your head down when you cross the street?" A familiar voice echoed out from the top of Xia Huanhuan's head.    

    

She was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Ye Nanqing.    

    

She wriggled her arm and took a step back. "Thank you. I'll pay attention next time."    

    

Ye Nanqing didn't have any intention of leaving. Instead, he stood still on the spot and asked Xia Huanhuan, "What were you thinking about just now?"    

    

"It's nothing. It's just something about the design." "I have to go somewhere else. I'll go first." After saying that, she turned around and saw that the light at the intersection had changed from red to green. Just as she was about to cross the road, he grabbed her arm.    

    

"Where are you going? I'll take you." he said.    

    

"No need, I can take the bus myself." Xia Huanhuan replied.    

    

"Don't challenge my patience. If I say I'm giving it to you, I will." Ye Nanqing said.    

    

This was his personality. He would do whatever he wanted to do. No one could stop Xia Huanhuan from biting her lower lip. Unwillingly, Ye Nanqing pulled her to his car by the roadside and they got into the car.    

    

"Where are we going?" Ye Nanqing asked.    

    

Xia Huanhuan gave her address. Ye Nanqing looked at her strangely and asked, "Why are you going there?"    

    

"Let's try our luck. I wonder if they will accept a small batch of custom-made bells." Xia Huanhuan said. As far as she knew, most of the shops were custom-made for high-class things like villas, so the chances of success were not high.    

    

"Custom? Do you have a map? " Ye Nanqing asked.    

    

"Yes." Xia Huanhuan took out the map from her bag and handed it to Ye Nanqing.    

    

He lowered his head and half-lowered his eyes to look at the bell on the blueprint. Was this the bell she was thinking of? Can you ring the bell that rings the whole house when the wind blows, but can you not feel lonely when you are alone at home?    

    

"Xia Huanhuan, do you have a father?" A clear and elegant voice abruptly sounded out.    

    

Xia Huanhuan blanked out for a moment. Although she didn't understand why he asked, she still replied, "I didn't." Her father, the word had been a pain in her heart, a sense of inferiority. When she saw that the other children all had parents to accompany them, and that she only had her mother by her side for all of eternity, she had unimaginably wished that she had a father.