C148 Chapter 148
C148 Chapter 148
However, since the CEO had already walked in, Secretary Tian could only give Xia Huanhuan a smile and hurriedly follow.
Xia Huanhuan was once again the only one left at the entrance of the building.
Xia Huanhuan took a deep breath and walked into the Jun residence. Earlier, the way he looked at her finally made her understand that being stared at by him in such a manner was actually this unbearable.
"Miss Xia, you came. The CEO just went up." When the receptionist saw Xia Huanhuan, she immediately stood up and greeted her enthusiastically.
"I know." She walked up to the elevator and pressed the button to go up.
When Xia Huanhuan arrived at the door of the CEO's office, she saw Secretary Tian. Secretary Tian smiled and stepped forward, "Miss Xia, do you want to see the CEO?"
"Yes." Xia Huanhuan nodded.
"The president is inside." Secretary Tian didn't stop Xia Huanhuan. Instead, she reminded Xia Huanhuan, "The CEO is different from usual today. From the morning till now, she hasn't said anything."
Although their CEO usually spoke very little, today she spoke even less.
"Thank you, Secretary Tian." Under Secretary Tian's attentive gaze, she walked up to the door of the CEO's office.
She pressed her hand on the door, but did not immediately push it open. Instead, after standing there for a good three minutes, she pushed open the door as if she had gathered her courage.
Crack!
The door opened softly, and as it opened, Xia Huanhuan saw the person she wanted to meet.
He was sitting at a large desk, facing the computer, tapping on a keyboard, performing some kind of operation. On the side of the desk was her old little bear doll.
Closing the door, Xia Huanhuan walked step by step towards Jun Ziyan. The closer she got to the door, the heavier her footsteps felt. It was as if every step she took exhausted all of her strength.
However, his eyes never left the computer screen and never turned to her.
Xia Huanhuan stood in front of the desk and did not open her mouth immediately. She just stared at Jun Ziyan's side in a daze as her mind kept repeating itself. All of that was due to his indifferent gaze from downstairs.
She didn't know how much time had passed when the sound of the keyboard stopped. Jun Ziyan turned around and stared at her with his dark eyes. Only then did she come back to her senses.
The light in his eyes was still vast and empty, as if he was simply watching, without any other emotion. Xia Huanhuan felt as if something was pressing against her chest, so heavy that she was still unable to catch her breath.
The two of them stared at each other without speaking. Suddenly, Jun Ziyan slightly frowned and then turned his head away.
Xia Huanhuan bit her lips and said, "Ziyan, can we talk?"
"Talk? What do you want to talk about? " He said lightly, "Didn't you say you didn't want my love anymore? What else do you want to talk to me about? "
She choked, "Maybe I shouldn't have said those words... But Ziyan, why can't we trust each other? "These days, I've been trembling with fear because of the photos …"
He lowered his head and looked at the bracelet on his wrist. "Because of those photos, you have to postpone your marriage?" It's also because of those photos, so you have to rush over to see Ye Nanqing at night? "
She was stunned. She had only told him about the photos, but he … He could guess it?
He looked up and stared at her face again, "Ye Nanqing, what are you threatening me for?" It was clearly an extremely empty gaze, but it was as if she could see through everything.
When Jun Ziyan asked this question, Xia Huanhuan's body shook. Even her breathing stopped.
He sat quietly in the large office, waiting for her answer. As for her, she stood there completely stiff, looking at his handsome yet pale face. After a long while, she said with some difficulty, "Let's postpone our marriage for a year, otherwise, we'll publish the photo."
His face turned even paler. "Have you seen all the pictures?"
She nodded stiffly.
"So you came because you wanted to talk to me about the picture? You want to know why I was photographed? You want to ask me how many people have I actually done it with? Or do you want to ask how dirty I am? " As he spoke, his brows furrowed more and more. He suddenly held his head with both of his hands, but his eyes were still staring fixedly at her.
His head hurt. If he just looked at her like that, his head would hurt. The longer he watched, the more painful it became.
Yet, even though it was so painful, he still wanted to look at her! Even if it was so painful, he wanted to see it happen! Sadly, it was also laughable. This was a type of instinct within his body, or perhaps … Was it the instinct of his soul? If a human truly had a soul!
Jun Ziyan was slightly out of breath, his fingers clutching the painful head tightly as he stared unblinkingly at the person in front of him.
Xia Huanhuan was shocked. Even though Jun Ziyan's expression was still calm and indifferent, with empty eyes that didn't show anything out of the ordinary, his hands that were hugging her head were full of veins. It was obvious that his fingers were scratching his head with extreme force, as if his fingers were going to pierce deeply into his skull.
"What's the matter with you?" Xia Huanhuan asked anxiously as she ran around the desk to Jun Ziyan.
"My head hurts." he murmured.
Headache? Instinctively, she lifted her hand toward where his hands were holding her head, but before the tips of her fingers could touch her hair, his right hand grabbed her wrist.
His grip was so tight that her hand could not move an inch further.
"A feeling of pain spread from her wrist to her whole body." "Ziyan, let go of me. I just want to see if you have a fever or something." Xia Huanhuan frowned and said.
Jun Ziyan suddenly stood up from the chair and pressed Xia Huanhuan against the cabinet door. His face enlarged in front of her eyes, and his slightly cold breath sprayed across her face. "So what if I'm in pain?"
Xia Huanhuan looked at Jun Ziyan blankly. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Jun Ziyan lowered his head and his gaze landed on her fair neck. At that place, there were a few red marks. Although the color was light, it could be seen that they were pinches that had been forcefully pinched by her fingers.
That was last night … Wherever he had pinched …
Jun Ziyan raised his hand and pressed it on Xia Huanhuan's neck. His fingers folded back the red mark, as if he was trying to reconstruct the scene where he pinched her neck last night.
At the moment, he didn't use any strength in his hands.
"Why not?" he whispered.
"What?" She had her back against the wooden door, and all her senses were on his eyes and the fingers against her neck.
"Don't you ask about the photos? Or do you think it's unnecessary to ask because you don't want my love anymore? " He half closed his eyes and couldn't help but smell her scent.
"I don't care if you believe me or not. I don't care about the photos." she said sternly. She didn't hate him for being dirty, nor did she think he had anyone else to hold on to. She just wanted him not to get hurt by those pictures.
"If you don't mind, why are you afraid that Ye Nanqing will release those photos?" he asked, rubbing his fingers against the skin of her neck.
His fingers were cold at the moment, but when they rubbed against her skin, they made her feel a scorching heat.
"I'm afraid you're going to get hurt." she replied, taking a deep breath.
He suddenly laughed, but even the laughter was like a machine, cold and unmoving.
"But how do you know that postponing a wedding will hurt me less than posting a picture?" The tip of his nose was almost touching her nose, and his bangs were falling on her forehead. In her eyes, there was a picture of his face that was almost within reach, "Huanhuan, you don't really understand what I'm most afraid of!"
"I …" Her throat felt like it was blocked, making her unable to say anything. So, did she think that protecting him would only hurt him more?
"Huanhuan, anyone who has lost their Jun Family will have to pay the price." His voice continued to ring in her ears like a sharp steel needle, stabbing into her eardrums bit by bit. "Since you don't want my love anymore, I will definitely make you pay."
Because she was the first and only person he loved, but she was also the first and only person who didn't want his love!
It was her. She had ruthlessly thrown away his love. Even though he had pinched her neck like that, she still said no. He was so determined and so willing to let him … She understood what it felt like to be disregarded like a pair of shoes.
"Huanhuan, you will never understand the pain I had last night." He spoke to her like this...
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How much pain did he suffer? If he wasn't in extreme pain, he wouldn't have said those words to her!
After walking out of the Jun's Group building, Xia Huanhuan's mind was filled with Jun Ziyan's ice-cold expression, the way he held his head, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, and … His eyes on her neck.
Lifting her hand, she gently caressed his neck. It was as if his finger was still cold, but why was her touch so hot? It was as if it was about to burn her hand.
When she returned to the dormitory, Lu Xiaorong had not come back yet. Xia Huanhuan was alone in the room, looking at the bracelet on her wrist.
Not long ago, when they were still so happy, he had given her the bracelet; he had told her he would laugh more; he would hug her from behind while she cooked, murmuring that he would miss her.