C8 Chapter 8

Should... Impossible! Xia Huanhuan thought to herself. That day in the box, the sight of him breaking someone's hand was still vivid in his mind. At that moment, he was cold and ruthless. How could such a man cry?

Lifting her hand, she touched the swelling on his left cheek. "Pain?"

He pursed his lips and continued to stare at her.

She was about to withdraw her hand when he reached out and pressed it against the back of her hand, letting her palm continue to press against his cheek.

The haze on his face did not fade, but his demeanor was that of a wronged child.

Xia Huanhuan sighed. "Why don't we go to the hospital and prepare some medicine?"

"You're mine. I don't like people touching you, or you touching people." "He touched you." In a word, it seemed to explain all the reasons for his fight.

Her head was big and his persistence gave her a sense of fear. "Is it because of that agreement between you and me?" So he decided she was his?

He seriously replied, "You can only have me, and I can only have you."

Xia Huanhuan felt her body turn cold. "Even if it's the agreement, there's still two months until the ten-year deadline, right?!" He just blurted it out.

Now, it hadn't even been ten years!

Instead, he gave a nonchalant answer and a precise date. "Sixty-two more days." If it wasn't for the clubhouse's unexpected encounter, he would have waited 62 days for her to arrive and let her fulfill her promise.

However, when he saw her again, that hidden desire in his body was like a dying traveler in the desert, crazy after seeing an oasis.

To see her, every day!

"So according to the agreement, I'm not yours yet, right?" she said.

He stared at her with a heavy gaze before slowly opening his lips, "Do you want me to wait 62 more days?"

She was silent, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. Wait? Her feelings for him were not what he wanted at all! But if she denied it now, she didn't know what he would do.

Jun Ziyan suddenly hugged Lili. "Okay, I'll wait, but Huanhuan, don't challenge my patience. It's only 62 days."

A faint but cold voice, as if giving her a final ultimatum.

Xia Huanhuan stiffened, cold sweat beading on her palms and feet.

"You're shaking." he said.

Only now did she realize that her body was trembling.

"Is it cold, or is it afraid?" he asked.

She was stunned and raised her head to look at him. His eyes were still red, but the previous anger and grievance within them had now turned into a kind of inquiry.

"Why do you ask?" She felt her throat begin to dry up.

"If you're afraid, then you can't. Many people are afraid of me, but only you cannot be afraid of me. " He had never cared for the fear of evading resentment, but he could not bear the thought of her doing so.

As he thought about this, his arms gradually tightened.

"Her back ached faintly, and her chest was pressed tightly against his chest, making it difficult for her to even breathe." That... What if it's cold? " she asked.

He suddenly let go of her arms and took her hands when she still didn't know what he was doing. His fingers were long and his hands were wrapped around her small hands. Then he lowered his head, his lips close to hers, breathing softly.

The warm air caressed her hands.

Xia Huanhuan was stunned. She looked at Jun Ziyan as he took a deep breath and rubbed his palm against her palms and fingers … Such caution was as if he was cherishing his most treasured treasure.

"Is it still cold?" he asked, looking up at her.

Xia Huanhuan's heart suddenly felt as if it had been stuck in her chest, giving her an indescribable feeling. Good... "Much better." She pulled her hands away and changed the subject. "You drove here yourself?"

"Yes."

"Then go to your car first." Xia Huanhuan said, "I'll accompany you to the hospital. The injury you got from the fight just now needs to be treated."

He stared at her for a moment and did not say anything else. He held her hand and walked her all the way to the nearby parking lot …

He opened the door and, once she was in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt as he always did.

Jun Ziyan was driving the car, but he didn't go to the hospital. Instead, he drove into a high-class residential area in B City.

"Aren't we going to the hospital?" Xia Huanhuan asked doubtfully.

"I don't like hospitals." Jun Ziyan said.

She suddenly remembered that when she was young, even though there was a family doctor in the Jun Family, Jun Ziyan still had to regularly go to the hospital to undergo some special treatment every week.

Based on his calculations, he had spent much more time in the hospital than a normal person.

However, Xia Huanhuan didn't expect Jun Ziyan to directly bring her to his residence.

The price of housing in B City was astonishingly high. Buying an entire floor like this in a high-class residential area was equivalent in value to a villa in a normal area. The first floor was clearly divided into three units, but he actually bought all of them.

When she asked him why, he gave her an answer for the sake of peace.

She was speechless. Several tens of millions just for peace and quiet?

Out of the three units, Jun Ziyan only stayed in the one on the left. The other two were all empty. When Xia Huanhuan followed Jun Ziyan into the house, she found that although the furnishings inside were exquisite, the furniture was pitifully sparse. It was clear and cold, like a sample room. Even the most ordinary television set was not seen.

"Do you usually live here?" Xia Huanhuan asked. She could tell that this was only a place for him to live alone.

"Yes." Jun Ziyan replied, "But you have to go back to the ancestral residence once a week."

"Do you normally not watch TV?" She curiously said, "The Armored Mad Bandits that were reborn."

He nodded once.

"Then what do you do when you're free?"

"Stunned."

Xia Huanhuan was stunned for a moment. "But …" Stunned? "

Jun Ziyan nodded again, as if this answer was normal to him. Even though he was the CEO of the SQ group, he was not interested in anything at all.

To him, earning money was just a mechanical exercise. It was just to kill the time waiting for her. If it was empty, he would rather stay still, recalling the scene when he was with her.

Xia Huanhuan's heart suddenly felt sour. Even though Jun Ziyan was 13 years old and had been diagnosed as a basic recovery by a doctor, he could still learn from life and work like a normal person. However … Compared to an ordinary person, he was somewhat different.

However, these differences were deeply ingrained and could not be changed.

"Do you have any Stasis Paste and Tension at home?" she asked. Although he didn't want to go to the hospital, he still needed to deal with the injuries on his body.

"Nope." he replied.

"Then I'll go buy it." She took out her cell phone and checked the nearest pharmacy on it.

But she hadn't even taken a step when he held her hand.

"Let's go together." he said.

"No need, the pharmacy is very close." The map showed that there was a pharmacy not far from the residential area.

"Let's go together." he insisted.

Xia Huanhuan had no other choice. Sometimes, Jun Ziyan would become stubborn, so no matter who tried to persuade him, it would be useless.

The two of them walked downstairs. This time, Jun Ziyan didn't drive, but held Xia Huanhuan's hand as they walked. Their fingers were interlocked, but it also showed that they were intimate with each other.

Xia Huanhuan had no way to break free, so she could only let Jun Ziyan hold her hand.

As she walked to the entrance of the security post, she saw the shocked expression on the guards' faces. It seemed like they had never seen such a scene before.

They walked all the way to the pharmacy. Xia Huanhuan asked the employee for some ointment to remove the blood stasis. She then realized that she was in too much of a hurry to drag Jun Ziyan out of school, so she forgot to bring her purse.

"Did you bring the money?" She turned around and asked Jun Ziyan, who was beside her.

He took out his wallet and handed it to her. She opened it and saw that there were not many cards inside. There were only two. However, there was a thick stack of RMB inside.

She took out one of the hundred-dollar bills and paid. As she handed the wallet back to him, she said, "In the future, don't put that much money in your wallet. Wouldn't it be a pity if it fell?"

"Oh." He answered obediently.

The cashier joked, "Miss, your boyfriend is nice to hear."

"He's not my boyfriend!" Xia Huanhuan explained instinctively, but she was caught off guard by Jun Ziyan, causing her back to crash heavily into his arms.

Even without turning around, she could feel the coldness radiating from his body.

The cashier was also shocked. This abnormally beautiful man in front of her was previously a good boy. However, in the blink of an eye, he gave off a suffocating coldness. Especially those pair of clear and pure eyes, which were now as cold as ice.

The cashier didn't dare to say anything else, so she hurriedly found some change for Xia Huanhuan.

Jun Ziyan pulled Xia Huanhuan out of the pharmacy. He was tall, had long legs, and walked in a hurry. She almost stumbled and trotted to keep up with him.

"Don't go so fast, slow down!" she cried.

However, he did not stop and continued walking.

He did not stop until her foot tripped over a stone on the ground, and a hand held her body, blocking her descent.

She regained her balance and looked up at him. His face was still as cold as ever, and no matter how slow she was, she could tell he was angry.

"Who's your boyfriend?" he asked abruptly.

"What?" She started, then saw him take another step toward her, bending over her. "Who's your boyfriend?" he repeated, his voice cold.

His eyes were deep and beautiful, and his pitch-black pupils were like an ancient, bottomless well. Anyone who stared at him would easily lose themselves in them.