C7 Chapter 7

"Is that so?" Lu Xiaorong asked doubtfully.

"What else can I do?" Xia Huanhuan said.

Lu Xiaorong thought about it, but couldn't think of any better reason. "Oh right, how did you get to know the person you called Uncle Li? A relative? Also not in the way... If he calls you Miss Xia, it's not like other relatives would call you that. "

Lu Xiaorong muttered to herself. She kept feeling that there was something strange about her, that Uncle Li, who seemed to be the person in charge of Sihai Group, was more accurate to say that his attitude towards Xia Huanhuan was that of respect.

"Not relatives, just acquaintances." Xia Huanhuan suddenly felt tired, so she said to her friend, "Xiaorong, I'm a little tired, so I'll head back to my room first."

"Oh, okay!" Lu Xiaorong saw that Xia Huanhuan's expression didn't look too good, so she didn't pursue the matter and just said, "I'll get you a meal from the school's dining hall and bring you back to your room later."

"Thank you."

Xia Huanhuan turned around and walked back to the dormitory. She didn't expect to see Li Hongsheng today. Seeing that familiar person from three years ago had once again appeared in front of him, it was as if that memory that was almost buried by her had been slowly pulled out.

Due to the job fair, the campus was currently very deserted.

Suddenly, Xia Huanhuan stopped walking. On the open space in front of the dormitory building, a tall figure was standing upright with his right hand in the pocket of his pants and his left hand hanging by his side.

Xia Huanhuan's gaze unconsciously shifted to the other party's left hand. He had a silver ring on his middle finger.

As if noticing her gaze, the pair of long and narrow black eyes looked in her direction. Her beautiful lips formed a faint smile.

Spring Mountain was beaming!

It could be beautiful spring light, but it could also be bone-piercing winter.

Xia Huanhuan gave a self-deprecating laugh as she watched him walk step by step towards her.

"Long time no see." Even his voice was elegant, and the tone of his voice was perfectly coordinated.

Who would have thought that the CEO of Sihai Group, Ye Nanqing who was being chased by the media, would appear in front of the k University dorm with a faint smile on his face as he greeted an ordinary girl.

"Yeah, what a coincidence." It was amazing that in just a few days, two men had said the words "long time no see" to her.

A coincidence? His eyes grew darker in the sun. "What if I say it's not a coincidence?"

She was surprised for a moment and then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Just now, Old Li called me and said that he saw you at the recruitment. However, you don't want to submit your resume to the Armored Mad Rogue of the Four Seas who has been reborn." He spoke lightly, as if he was speaking about a very ordinary matter.

"Yes." "Yes," she said.

"The reason?" he asked.

"I have other companies I want to go to." she replied.

He frowned slightly. "Which company?"

"This is my personal matter. I still have matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first." After saying that, she raised her foot, but the moment she moved past him, he abruptly grabbed her wrist.

His left hand was like the toughest shackle, not allowing her wrist to struggle even a little.

Pain!

She was dragged back to him. His eyes were half-closed, staring at the wrist he held in his hand.

So slender, so slender that he felt that if he put a little more force into it, he would be able to break her hand completely.

"Ye Nanqing, let go!" She stared at him.

He suddenly smiled and asked, "Xia Huanhuan, do you think you can command me?"

He was noble and proud! The elegance of her appearance was just a disguise.

Xia Huanhuan glared at Ye Nanqing. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a few people walking towards the dormitory. She suddenly became anxious. "Let go, someone's coming!"

He stared at her, not at all willing to let go. he said carelessly.

She had a big head. Although he was not some popular idol celebrity, he had at least been to those gossip magazines, and it was very likely that he was recognized by those in the school.

Xia Huanhuan really did not want to stir up any gossip in the school when she was close to graduation.

Seeing that the figures were getting closer and closer, Xia Huanhuan said unwillingly, "What do you want so that you can let go?"

"Hold me." Ye Nanqing suddenly said.

"What?" She couldn't react in time.

"Hug me, others won't be able to see your face." He smiled lightly, as if he was carrying a good suggestion.

"Then I'd rather be seen." Xia Huanhuan replied.

The faint smile on his lips suddenly froze. The next moment, a strong force pulled her into a wide embrace.

He was holding her!

Her waist was tightly wrapped around his arm, her head was pressed against his chest, and her ears could hear his powerful heartbeat through the suit.

"You don't want to hug me that much?" he asked, his lips suddenly close to her ear, gritting his teeth.

Her body stiffened. She was about to answer when another force pulled her out of Ye Nanqing's embrace.

The white shirt entered her eyes, then the short black hair, the delicate face, and the pure yet charming eyes.

However, the look in his eyes was not empty or childish. It was cloudy.

It was Jun Ziyan!

Xia Huanhuan never expected Jun Ziyan to appear in the school at this moment. What was even more unexpected was that the next moment, Jun Ziyan already punched Ye Nanqing.

Bang!

The sound of bones striking flesh suddenly rang out in Xia Huanhuan's ears. Ye Nanqing staggered back two steps before stabilizing his body.

A trace of dark red blood seeped out of the corner of his lips. It snaked along his lower jaw and dripped onto the back of his hand. Slowly raising his head, Ye Nanqing stared at Jun Ziyan.

How many years had it been since anyone dared to hit him like this? Those who had once tried to kill him, none of them had a good ending now.

Xia Huanhuan's eyes were filled with shock. The blood on the corner of Ye Nanqing's mouth was piercing and shocking.

Surrounding them, a few girls who were passing by the dormitory building stopped in their tracks and looked at the scene before them in astonishment.

"She's not something you can touch." Jun Ziyan said expressionlessly to Wu Jun.

"Is that so?" Ye Nanqing slightly narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled. He wiped the blood off his lips and looked at Lili. "Huanhuan, the one who touched me first was you."

Xia Huanhuan only felt that when Ye Nanqing finished his sentence, Jun Ziyan's grip on her arm suddenly loosened and his fist once again headed towards Ye Nanqing.

"Do you think I'll stand still and let you hit me?" Ye Nanqing blocked Jun Ziyan's attack.

Jun Ziyan didn't say anything and just used his other hand to attack Ye Nanqing's abdomen. The two men instantly started fighting.

This was the first time Xia Huanhuan had seen Ye Nanqing fight. Each of his moves still carried a sense of elegance and calmness. Thinking about it, he was the successor of Sihai Group, so how could he not have any defensive skills?

On the other hand, Jun Ziyan didn't use any fancy moves. Every attack he made was aimed at the most vulnerable part of the body. It was completely a military style of fighting.

"Stop fighting!" she shouted.

However, the two men completely ignored her shout.

More and more people had gathered to watch. Seeing the two keep fighting like this, it was unknown when they would stop. Xia Huanhuan ran up and hugged Jun Ziyan's waist without thinking too much.

"Stop hitting me. If you continue, I won't say another word to you!" Xia Huanhuan said.

Jun Ziyan suddenly stopped moving. His body was tense and his chest was rising and falling nonstop. Then, with a slow motion, he turned around and looked down at Xia Huanhuan. "Are you serious?"

"Right, seriously!" She nodded affirmatively.

His eyes reddened, and he stared at her without speaking for a long time.

The school really wasn't a good place to talk. The most important thing was to not let them fight again. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the motionless Ye Nanqing. Xia Huanhuan hesitated for a moment before saying to Jun Ziyan, "Come with me!" After saying that, she pulled him towards the school gate.

Jun Ziyan did not struggle at all and allowed her to lead him away.

His dark eyes stared at the fading back. Ye Nanqing pursed his lips, and once again touched the ring on his left hand.

The ring was ice-cold. The area around his chest was in faint pain, as if it was a sign of something.

"Xia Huanhuan …" He murmured the two names, but the pain in his chest seemed to have increased.

Xia Huanhuan pulled Lin Ziyan along until they arrived at a quiet place in front of the school gate.

She turned around and looked at him. His hair was a bit messy, and the side of his face, as well as the joints of his fingers, were all red and swollen.

On his white shirt, there were some bloodstains. It was unknown if it was his shirt or Ye Nanqing's.

"In the future, don't fight like before." she said. He had never thought that he and Ye Nanqing would meet under such circumstances, let alone fight.

He didn't say a word, just stared at her, his eyes red and wet, as if tears might fall at any moment.

In her mind, she couldn't help but recall the scene where he cried in front of her. When he was young, he was cold and indifferent to others, but he would often cry because he couldn't find her. As a result, during her childhood, she had spent more time in his house than in her own.

As he grew older, he began to cry less and less, except that the cold war had left him like a abandoned child, sobbing and sobbing as she went to settle things with him. The tears, like pearls with a broken string, seeped into the front of her dress.

She hadn't seen his tears since then, and now, would he still cry in front of her?