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Now, Mei Xinyi and Jun Ziyan were both spreading rumors online, and Jun Ziyan had brought other women with him to the mall. He thought that if he could catch this news, he could definitely start a conversation again.    

    

"Where is he?" Faang Jiangyong gasped heavily as he ran to Nie Jiajia's side.    

    

Nie Jiajia was the one who had entertained Xia Huanhuan and Jun Ziyan earlier.    

    

"Well, it's right in front of the washroom. I secretly took a few photos just now. They are in my phone. I'll give them to you later." Nie Jiajia said.    

    

"Jiajia, you really are my good wife!" Faang Jiangyong chuckled, "I'll definitely comfort you well later!"    

    

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be working hours. I would even find an excuse to leave and follow others for you like a thief!" As Nie Jiajia spoke, she looked at the time on her phone. "If you don't talk about me, I'll go back to the counter. Otherwise, the supervisor will start cursing again."    

    

"Alright, you can go now." Faang Jiangyong said.    

    

Nie Jiajia left quickly, forgetting to remind her boyfriend that when she followed Jun Ziyan, he always felt like he knew she was following him. Once, she even met his gaze.    

    

However, he didn't take her seriously at all, or rather, she didn't enter his eyes at all.    

    

When she saw Jun Ziyan carrying the woman into the bathroom in a hurry, she took a few pictures bravely.    

    

If this photo was posted online, it would probably be even more explosive than the photos of Jun Ziyan and Mei Xinyi together!    

    

Even when she was secretly taking photos, Nie Jiajia was shocked. Which man would easily go to the washroom for a woman, especially a person like Jun Ziyan who was blessed by the heavens!    

    

At that moment, Nie Jiajia's heart was filled with envy for Xia Huanhuan.    

    

When Xia Huanhuan walked out of the washroom, she saw Jun Ziyan standing at the door of the washroom. When Xia Huanhuan walked out of the washroom, she saw Jun Ziyan standing at the door of the washroom.    

    

He stood still, ignoring the strange looks around him.    

    

As soon as he saw Xia Huanhuan, he quickly walked up to her and asked, "Is it a stomach upset?" he asked.    

    

"No."    

    

"What's that?"    

    

That was … Xia Huanhuan didn't know how to tell Jun Ziyan that she was an aunt. After all …    

    

"Let's leave this place first." Xia Huanhuan said. However, after taking two steps, Jun Ziyan was lifted up again. He held Xia Huanhuan and walked towards the escalator with big steps.    

    

"Put me down!" Xia Huanhuan shouted. A lot of people were already looking their way.    

    

"I'll take you to the hospital." Jun Ziyan said. Her pale face and tight brow made him uneasy.    

    

Heavens, if he really went to the hospital, he would lose even more face. She could only whisper, "I'm really fine, just …" I'm having my period. "    

    

He stopped and looked at her deeply, then his gaze fell on her abdomen. He stared for a long time, so long that Xia Huanhuan even thought he would continue to stare.    

    

Suddenly, Jun Ziyan carried Xia Huanhuan and walked a few steps forward. He placed her on the resting chair in front of the washroom. "Wait for me for a while."    

    

Xia Huanhuan was stunned when she saw Jun Ziyan walk straight towards a man not far away. "Call him out."    

    

Faang Jiangyong was shocked, he pretended to be calm and asked, "What do you mean?"    

    

"Camera." Jun Ziyan said lightly, "I don't care what the reason is for taking pictures of me, but it's best to immediately call out the camera."    

    

Faang Jiangyong knew that the stealthily filming he did just now was obviously discovered by the other party. Immediately, his face was full of smiles, but he didn't hand over the camera. Instead, he smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Jun. I'm a reporter from New Day Magazine, I would like to interview you. The lady you picked up just now, may I ask who she is? Does Miss May know of this lady's existence? "The internet was abuzz with rumors that you and Miss Plum seemed to have some sort of friendship. Can it be that you have some sort of friendship …?"    

    

Faang Jiangyong's instinct as a journalist was to immediately ask a series of questions. As a journalist, if he wanted to stand out, it would be best to grab hold of news that would shock everyone.    

    

But now, the hottest news was the news between Jun Ziyan, Mei Xinyi and Ye Nanqing. If he could uncover some secret places, he would definitely be able to have a smoother future.    

    

Thinking of this, Faang Jiangyong became excited. However, he forgot to ask who Jun Ziyan was and what kind of background he had.    

    

Before he finished speaking, Jun Ziyan had already kicked Faang Jiangyong's heart.    

    

Faang Jiangyong fell to the ground. The camera in his hand fell to the ground.    

    

"Ah!" My camera! " Faang Jiangyong held his chest with one hand and propped himself up with the other, wanting to take the camera back.    

    

However, his other hand was faster than Jun Ziyan's. Jun Ziyan had already picked up the camera on the floor and pulled out the memory card.    

    

From above, Jun Ziyan looked at Faang Jiangyong who was still sprawled on the ground, "If you don't want to die, you're not allowed to report anything today."    

    

"You … Are you threatening me? " Faang Jiangyong stood up awkwardly and said angrily.    

    

"Yes, a threat." Jun Ziyan admitted it straightforwardly.    

    

Faang Jiangyong felt a chill run down his spine. The man in front of him was staring at him. He was silent and filled with hostility. It was as if he was looking at a half-dead person.    

    

Then, Faang Jiangyong saw the woman who was originally sitting on the chair run over quickly and asked, "Ziyan, what happened? Why did you suddenly kick him just now?"    

    

"Nothing, it's been settled." Jun Ziyan said.    

    

Faang Jiangyong was stunned to see that the original dead silence in that pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes had turned into another kind of amorous scene.    

    

Bending over, Jun Ziyan picked up Xia Huanhuan again. Xia Huanhuan hurriedly said, "I can walk by myself, put me down!" She was just an aunt, not seriously ill.    

    

However, he turned a deaf ear and continued to carry her away.    

    

"He'll be fine, right?" Xia Huanhuan leaped over Jun Ziyan's shoulder and looked at Faang Jiangyong, who was still standing blankly on the spot.    

    

"The official who is fine is very busy." Jun Ziyan said, "You don't like me fighting, so I barely touched him."    

    

"…" "Xia Huanhuan felt a headache, did his kick not move much just now?" Was that person a reporter? I think you took the memory card from his camera. "    

    

"He took a picture, so I took the card." He carried Xia Huanhuan all the way to the parking lot outside the shopping mall. He carried her into the car, buckled her seat belt, and started the car.    

    

"Where are we going?" Xia Huanhuan asked.    

    

"Let's find a place to rest." Jun Ziyan answered, "Previously, every time you came, it would hurt a lot."    

    

She stared at him in a daze. She remembered the first time she came to her elder aunt, when her stomach hurt so much and she felt shy, so she just refused to see him. No matter how many times her mother said she didn't want to see him.    

    

It was only in the middle of the night, when she woke up with a stomachache and wanted to go to the toilet, that she found him curled up outside her room. The moment he saw her coming out, he quickly stood up and shouted her name in a pitiful tone, "Huanhuan …"    

    

It looked like a dog that had been abandoned by its owner.    

    

For a moment, Xia Huanhuan felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. In the end, it was him who guided her to the bathroom door and back to her room.    

    

Because it was already midnight and the weather was cold, she finally didn't chase him out of the room. Instead, she let him lie on her bed, and they slept together as before.    

    

At the age of 12, Xia Huanhuan was only vaguely aware of the relationship between a man and a woman, but Jun Ziyan was even more clueless.    

    

That night, she was in a daze from the pain.    

    

But for the first time, he didn't curl up into her arms like he usually did. Instead, he gently rubbed her stomach with one hand and hugged her with the other, constantly saying, "No pain, no pain …"    

    

That night, his voice lingered by her ears, accompanying the pain in her stomach. It wasn't until daybreak …    

    

Xia Huanhuan was brought to the hotel by Jun Ziyan, which was not far from the shopping mall.    

    

The five-star hotel chain owned by Jun's Group was upscale and luxurious. Honestly speaking, although Xia Huanhuan had known Jun Ziyan for so many years, it was still her first time entering a hotel with Jun Family.    

    

Furthermore … It was still in this state.    

    

Jun Ziyan carried Xia Huanhuan to the elevator and saw that a staff member was already pressing on the elevator door. At the same time, he secretly glanced at Xia Huanhuan as he tried to guess the relationship between this woman and his CEO.    

    

"A cup of hot red sugar ginger water. Bring it to the suite on the top floor." Jun Ziyan instructed.    

    

The staff member at the side was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yes."    

    

Xia Huanhuan, who was in Jun Ziyan's arms, couldn't help but be surprised. He still remembered … She remembered that every time her aunt had a stomachache, she had to drink this...    

    

The elevator door opened and Jun Ziyan carried Xia Huanhuan into the elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor.    

    

If it wasn't for the severe stomachache at the moment, Xia Huanhuan might have had a good look at the presidential suite at the 5-star hotel. But now, she could only lie on the soft bed and let Jun Ziyan take off her shoes and then cover her with the blanket.    

    

"Why didn't you send me back to my dorm?" Xia Huanhuan asked.    

    

"Not convenient." Jun Ziyan answered and rolled up his sleeves. He walked into the bathroom and took a towel that was washed with warm water.    

    

Obviously, he rarely did such a thing, but now he did it, gently and carefully.    

    

"Does it hurt?" he asked.    

    

"Not bad, this isn't the first time it hurts anyway." She had been in pain before, and he had seen it.