C5 Chapter 5

Xia Huanhuan froze. This was what she had said to him when she had watched a love drama with him. At that time, when she was crying loudly in front of the television, he had only used an indifferent and puzzled expression to ask her why the male protagonist loved the female protagonist and wanted to let her go.

As far as he was concerned, the male protagonist's actions were something that he could not understand.

At that time, she had told him that part of her explanation, but she hadn't expected that after more than ten years, she would almost forget it herself, yet he would still be able to repeat it so clearly.

"Is that what you mean by love?" he asked.

She came back to her senses, "..." "Right."

"Then do you want it?"

She looked at him, unable to react.

He took her hand and rubbed it against his cheek. "I'll give you anything you want. Huanhuan, I like you, so I love you too. "

Instantly, she felt her throat go dry.

Jun Ziyan's theory had always been that if he gave, he would get something in return. For example, he liked her, so she had to like him too. For example, when he was young, he could give her toys and snacks, so she had to play with him.

And now that he said he would love her, did she have to love him too?

Xia Huanhuan didn't know what Jun Ziyan was thinking, but she was sure of one thing. She had just explained the theory of Datong, so it seemed like it was all in vain.

After ordering the dishes, Xia Huanhuan was about to leave the room, but Jun Ziyan held her hand and said, "Accompany me to eat and bring Gui Ji to challenge the Warring States."

"I'm still at work." Xia Huanhuan said.

He suddenly stood up and walked towards the private box's door.

"Where are you going?" For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this.

"Go help you quit the job. That way, you won't be working hours anymore." he replied.

She immediately stood in front of him, "I didn't say that I want to resign. This job might not mean much to you, but to me, it's my only source of income right now."

He took out his wallet from his pocket and handed her a gold card. "The password is your birthday."

Xia Huanhuan stared at the golden card in Jun Ziyan's hand and said, "Keep it."

"Will you eat with me then?" he asked.

She was stunned for a moment and did not reply.

He lifted his foot again and walked to the door. Eating and quitting, he was forcing her to give him an answer.

Seeing that he had already reached the door and even put his hand on the handle, she blurted out, "Okay, I'll eat with you." However, Xia Huanhuan couldn't help but lament inwardly the moment she said that. She could imagine that once she left the room, rumors would spread like wildfire among her colleagues.

Jun Ziyan then smiled in satisfaction and sat back down at the dining table.

Xia Huanhuan had always felt that Jun Ziyan's eating posture could be used as a model for teaching. Whether it was Chinese or Western cuisine, whether it was chopsticks or knives and forks, they were all in very standard positions. It was just like at this moment, when he was eating at a leisurely pace.

Even in a leisurely state, his movements would still be meticulous. For example, drinking wine. The way his fingers held the wine cup, the distance between them, was like a machine that had been measured. Nothing could go wrong with it.

"Why aren't you eating? "Don't you like these dishes?" Jun Ziyan said.

Xia Huanhuan came back to her senses and looked at the dishes on the table. These dishes were enough to pay her a month's salary, not to mention the bottle of red wine he had opened.

This was all food that she couldn't afford to eat in the past, but now that she had no appetite, she said, "I had dinner before work, so I'm full now."

He said nothing more and continued to eat quietly.

His silence reminded her that when she was young, he would often stay by her side and ask her to say something before he did. If she hadn't taken the initiative to talk to him, he could have just stayed by her side all day long without saying a word, doing whatever she did.

He still remembered that time, he had to take medicine every day, had to go to the hospital to undergo various examinations, and often a doctor would come to his villa in City Z with Jun Family.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you looking at me like that?" Jun Ziyan's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Only then did Xia Huanhuan notice that he had already put down his chopsticks and was looking at her with a serious expression.

"Your Foil... How have you been all these years? " Xia Huanhuan asked after hesitating for a moment.

The light in his eyes deepened slightly as he understood what she meant. "Yes, very good. There's no recurrence." At the age of 13, he said, doctors diagnosed his autism and declared it to be normal. If there were no accidents, he could live, study, and work like a normal person...

"That's good." she said.

"Are you worried about my illness?" he asked suddenly.

"Yes, I'm worried about your illness." After all, most of her childhood and adolescence had been occupied by him. "If it wasn't for his strong obsession with her, he would have …" I want you to live a healthy, normal life. " she said heartily.

"Do you think I'm normal now?" He reached across the table and took her hand.

Stunned, she didn't know how to reply.

He added, "Do you know? I think about you every day, about how we'll meet again, about what you'll look like when you see me, about what you'll say to me. " To him, these ten years were long, and he was far from being able to experience it.

The only thing he could persevere on was the fact that she would belong to him.

As long as ten years passed, she would be his, he kept thinking, and then she would be next to him.

He held her hand in his palm at the Southern Mountain Pass, hot and powerful.

He knew he had to pull his hand away, but he looked at her with eyes that seemed to be attached to her, like a warning, like a plea, so that she couldn't move at all.

"Huanhuan, you're the one that's making me normal, so if there ever comes a day when I'm abnormal, it must be because of you as well."

He spoke calmly, as if he were merely stating a simple fact.

In the VIP room, a handsome man leaned against the sofa. He wore an iron-gray suit, and wrapped around his lean body were long black hair and sword-like eyebrows. His long and narrow eyes seemed sharp and lazy, and below his straight nose were sexy thin lips.

This kind of man emitted an elegant feeling from his entire body. It was like top-grade wine, yet also like a precious painting. It could make people stop and not dare to actually have it.

The man's eyes were half closed as he gently rubbed the ring on his left middle finger with the finger of his right hand. He seemed to be thinking of something, but also seemed to be thinking of nothing at all.

Another beautiful woman with exquisite makeup sat beside the man, picking out precious jewelry in front of her.

The manager of the jewelry store next to her carefully introduced the women, "Miss Mei, these are all the best items in our store. Are you satisfied?"

The financial backer of the famous star Mei Xinyi was the famous CEO of Sihai Group in B City, Ye Nanqing. Of course, the manager had to treat him with care.

Millions and tens of millions of jewelry, to the Ye Family, was nothing.

Lili glanced at the ring on Ye Nanqing's finger, picked up a pair of rings from the tray, and put them on her hand.

Ye Nanqing smiled carelessly, "Not bad."

"Then why don't you try wearing it and see it for yourself?" She smiled as she took the ring and presented it to him.

"You don't need to choose me. Just choose yours." he said.

The smile on Mei Xinyi's face had a hint of stiffness to it. She then chose a diamond necklace as if nothing had happened.

Ye Nanqing paid the bill straightforwardly until they got into the car. Only then did Mei Xinyi stop smiling. She bit her red lips and stared at the ring on the man's left hand. "Don't you like the ring I just picked?"

"I'm not interested in those things." He replied indifferently.

Mei Xinyi almost blurted out a question. Then why was he still wearing that extremely cheap ring? However, she was a smart woman after all, and knew that there were some things that shouldn't be asked too much about. Furthermore, even though they had been together for three years, she was still unable to control his heart.

"I heard that Sihai Group is going to participate in the K University job fair this time?" She changed the subject as if by accident.

"There is indeed such a thing." Ye Nanqing said.

"Didn't Sihai Group not participate in the recruitment ceremony?"

"Just because it's always been this way doesn't mean it's absolute."

Mei Xinyi was stunned and after a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but ask, "Then …" Will you go to K University that day? "

"Not necessarily." His gaze was still fixed on the ring on his finger. His fingers gently rubbed against it, as if caressing a beloved object.

Or, it could be said that this ring was originally his beloved object. He had never allowed anyone to touch this ring, and she was the only exception …

"Are you still unable to forget Xia Huanhuan?!" Just like that, he blurted out. After saying that, Mei Xinyi immediately regretted it.

Ye Nanqing's body suddenly emitted a kind of coldness. His thin lips slightly pursed. He turned around and looked at her, then stared at her with a sharp gaze, "So what, so what?"

This name was a taboo that had been buried deep in his heart for three whole years.

Jun Ziyan went to the clubhouse where Xia Huanhuan worked for a few nights in a row. Sometimes he let Xia Huanhuan accompany him for dinner, sometimes he just ordered a cup of wine quietly, then took out the notebook that he always carried with him, rapidly tapping on the keyboard.

Xia Huanhuan glanced at it a few times. It seemed to be some sort of programming program. She could not understand it at all.

After work, Jun Ziyan would drive her back to school. She wanted to refuse, but he would just shove her into the car. After bargaining, Xia Huanhuan could only ask Jun Ziyan to stop the car a hundred meters away from the school. After all, that luxurious car of his was too eye-catching. If he were to stop in front of the school gates and let any student see him, who knew what kind of rumors would spread around.