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His lips moved slowly away from her ear, and he looked directly at her. The two faces were so close together that she could see every nuance of his face even in this dark environment.    

    

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. He … He couldn't be asking her to touch his hand again... " "You want me to …" she said.    

    

"You don't want to?" His eyes clearly told her what he thought.    

    

This kind of thing was too crazy! Just the thought of it made her feel a rush of blood to her head. How could she possibly do it?    

    

However, his eyes were still looking at her. His eyes were filled with pain, yet it was like a dead tower that didn't have the slightest ripple. "Huanhuan, it hurts …" His lips opened and closed, only saying these four words.    

    

Pain... How much does it hurt?    

    

His voice was clear and cold, like a drop of water seeping into her cochlea, and his gaze was hollow, yet held a trace of bewitching.    

    

Somehow, her heart had been pulled up and down along with his breathing. What was this mood? She felt some heartache and some pity, but there was also a feeling that even she could not clearly describe.    

    

He wanted to pacify the emptiness in his body, wanted to know when his eyes would be like a normal person's eyes, filled with the joy, anger, and sorrow of an ordinary person.    

    

Then, mysteriously, her hand slowly reached toward him, touching his heat.    

    

It was so hot that it seemed like it was going to burn her hand.    

    

And he was so quiet. He only looked at her. The only difference was that his empty eyes were filled with something that should be called joy.    

    

Time seemed to come to a standstill. After an unknown amount of time, she finally heard him whisper, "So, I'm not dirty, right?"    

    

"Hmm, not dirty." She heard herself answer him.    

    

When Xia Huanhuan returned to her room, her face was still burning. From the end of the movie to her departure from the cinema, she had been in a daze, her mind almost completely blank.    

    

The only thing she remembered was Jun Ziyan escorting her to the school gate, then running back to her room as if she was running for her life.    

    

"What's wrong with you? "Her face is so red." Lu Xiaorong asked as she looked at her friend curiously.    

    

"Nothing." Even though they were separated by the fabric of her clothes, Xia Huanhuan still felt a lingering sensation in her palm from that time …    

    

His … Heavens, what was she thinking!    

    

Xia Huanhuan shook her head vigorously, put down her bag, and went into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror: her scarlet face, her forehead covered with sweat from running, and her eyes filled with mixed emotions …    

    

Was this heartbeat of his heart a result of his heart beating?    

    

"Huanhuan, your mom called just now and asked you to call her back when you came back." Lu Xiaorong shouted from outside.    

    

"Got it." Xia Huanhuan quickly responded. She wiped her face with cold water, walked out of the bathroom, and called her mother.    

    

"Mm …" Earlier, when he was outside, he didn't hear his phone ring... Very good, and the job is done... "Right, take good care of yourself. Also, don't forget to have your body checked up on time." Xia Huanhuan warned.    

    

"Mom knows. Also, don't keep on studying and working. After graduation, just find a good partner. Just like the neighbor Xiao Lu, who is two years younger than you. She's already a mother to a child."    

    

"Yes, yes, I will!" Xia Huanhuan could only reply to her mother like this every time they got to this point.    

    

Back then, when she was dating Ye Nanqing, she broke up with her mother before she could even tell her the truth. But now, she didn't tell her mother about Jun Ziyan, was it because she was too uncertain?    

    

Putting away her phone, Xia Huanhuan let out a long sigh. The current her could only take one step at a time. Perhaps, it would be different … from ten years ago...    

    

On the other side, in a dark and spacious room, a handsome man was curled up on the bed. There was a picture held on his chest, and the person in the picture was none other than Xia Huanhuan.    

    

"So I'm not dirty, am I? "Huanhuan!" A cold voice filled with yearning resounded in the room.    

    

His slender fingers slowly extended downwards, touching that painful swelling. So it turned out that this was what it felt like to be touched by her … So it turned out that her initiative was able to make him reflect on her in such a way and make him lose his mind in such a state …    

    

The heavy breathing intertwined with the muffled muttering sound. His handsome face was filled with desire.    

    

Not dirty... She was the one who said that, so she wouldn't despise him, right?    

    

She wouldn't turn her back on him …    

    

It was getting closer and closer to graduation time, and all that was left for Xia Huanhuan to do was to defend her essay. Because he had already quit his job at the clubhouse, he had more time than usual.    

    

During her free time, Xia Huanhuan would often go to the new company. Although there were still some female colleagues who were curious about the photos, they occasionally said to Xia Huanhuan, "The girls in your photos are really alike. Seriously, is Jun Ziyan really your boyfriend?"    

    

Xia Huanhuan replied seriously, "It's the returning Super Police."    

    

In the end, it caused a few female colleagues to laugh, "What a cold joke. If you're really Jun Ziyan's girlfriend, why are you still working here?"    

    

"Yeah, Jun Ziyan can buy this company for you with just a little bit of money."    

    

Xia Huanhuan didn't say anything this time. She had told the truth anyway, and whether she believed him or not was someone else's business.    

    

"But to be honest, that woman is really lucky to have a boyfriend like Jun Ziyan."    

    

"That's right, the restaurant chain of Jun Family are all in his hands. And he's never had any scandal, it's just too clean to believe. "    

    

"If I had such a boyfriend, I would laugh in my dreams!"    

    

"Sigh, who knows if she's a couple or not. The person involved hasn't admitted it. It's just that one photo, and it looks pretty intimate. Maybe it's just a show?"    

    

"True, who knows about this world of rich people."    

    

As they chatted, they started to talk about other topics. Xia Huanhuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the photos of her and Jun Ziyan, as well as the posts for all sorts of gossips, were deleted in time. Otherwise, she wouldn't be as safe right now.    

    

Fortunately, Jun Ziyan was not someone from the fashion and entertainment industry. Therefore, the public's attention on this matter was only a few minutes' worth of heat.    

    

In the afternoon, manager Zhang called Xia Huanhuan into his office and gave her an account profile. Xia Huanhuan looked and saw that it was a small villa.    

    

"The address of the villa is on the information. This is the key card of the villa. You can check it yourself." The company wants you to come up with a design for the villa as soon as possible. " Manager Zhang said as he handed a magnetic card to Xia Huanhuan.    

    

Xia Huanhuan was stunned. "Me?"    

    

"Right."    

    

"But the moment I joined the company, I already gave him such a big case, right …" In her impression, this type of case was usually handled by senior designers in the company.    

    

"It's the meaning written on it." Besides, I just want you to come up with a plan. " Manager Zhang said, "The specific requirements are clearly stated in the information. Take a closer look later."    

    

"Alright." Xia Huanhuan thought that maybe the company wanted to test her ability, so she nodded.    

    

Although the address of the villa was located in the outskirts of B City, it was in the Gold Zone of the villa area. As far as Xia Huanhuan knew, the price there had already risen to 7 or 80 thousand square meters.    

    

The next day, Xia Huanhuan took the bus to this villa. The villa was two stories high and had a small courtyard on the outside. The size of the courtyard was not small, so it was clear that the owner could use it to plant plants and trees.    

    

White fences surrounded the courtyard. The entire villa had been painted white, making it look like a small house in a fairy tale.    

    

Xia Huanhuan remembered that when she was young, she had dreamed of living in such a small house.    

    

She took the key card out of her bag, opened the door, and entered the villa. The house was empty, the walls and floor were still concrete. Apparently, the owner hadn't really come to stay after buying the house.    

    

Xia Huanhuan had read from her documents that most customers would ask for the scope of the funds for interior decoration. However, this customer did not limit the amount of funds they could use. The only requirement was to make the customer feel like a home.    

    

This kind of request seemed simple, but it could be said to be extremely difficult. For a 'home', everyone's concept was different, and their requirements were also different.    

    

After checking the household diagram, Xia Huanhuan started to take notes while checking the rooms in the mansion. She was halfway to the second floor when she heard footsteps on the stairs.    

    

The sound of the footsteps wasn't loud, but there weren't any sounds coming from the surroundings, so it was obvious that it was very clear.    

    

Who was it?    

    

Xia Huanhuan thought as she looked through the open door in the direction of the stairs.    

    

The key card was still in her bag. The only people who could enter this villa were probably the owner or the manager.    

    

Her tall figure slowly entered her line of sight, and at the same time, it caused her to violently gasp.    

    

He wore an iron gray suit, a white shirt, and a well-groomed black hair. He also had a faint smile on his lips. He always looked calm and graceful.    

    

It was as if that night, his haze, his begging, his madness, were all gone.    

    

"You … Why are we here? " Xia Huanhuan looked at Ye Nanqing, who was less than ten meters away from her, and asked in surprise.    

    

"Why do you think I'm here?" Ye Nanqing asked with a faint smile. Step by step, he approached Xia Huanhuan.    

    

She suddenly remembered something she had thought of before. The only person who could enter this villa was … "This villa belongs to you?"    

    

"Congratulations, you've guessed correctly." he said.