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Thus, he could only constantly use self-deceptive methods to comfort himself. As long as the day of marriage arrived, as long as she stood in front of the priest with him, she would eventually belong to him. She would eventually agree.    

    

Because she said she loved him! She had said that she wanted to marry him and become his wife!    

    

His slender fingers suddenly loosened their grip on the steering wheel. Jun Ziyan opened the car door and got off. The silver moonlight fell on his body, covering it like a silver veil. It was luxurious yet cold.    

    

"Huanhuan …" He walked towards the house step by step. The lights on the second floor were on. He could vaguely see shadows moving about.    

    

The door to the villa was not closed. It was as if she had walked in too hastily and had forgotten to close the door.    

    

Jun Ziyan was like a statue as he stood motionlessly at the door of the mansion. His handsome face didn't have the slightest expression at this moment, but his black eyes were filled with hostility.    

    

— —    

    

Xia Huanhuan didn't expect Ye Nanqing to be in this villa at the moment. Previously, when he showed her Ziyan's photos, he chose this location. Now, it was still the same location.    

    

She was the one in charge of renovating this villa. After she resigned, Ye Nanqing didn't let anyone touch anything inside. Thus, everything in the villa was familiar to her. What was it that was placed there …    

    

Even with her eyes closed, she could walk around the room.    

    

Xia Huanhuan saw Ye Nanqing in front of the balcony on the second floor.    

    

His long body was leaning against the railing of the balcony. The lights on the four corners of the balcony were on, bringing along a faint yellow light that clearly illuminated his current expression.    

    

With a slight smile, Ye Nanqing looked at Xia Huanhuan and asked, "Are you worried?"    

    

"What?" she gasped, unable to react.    

    

"Are you worried about Jun Ziyan? "Afraid that I would send out those photos, that's why I'm in such a hurry to get here?" he asked, looking at her unadorned face, her disheveled hair, and her misbuttoned coat, which showed how anxious she was.    

    

"Your picture hasn't been sent out yet, right?" Xia Huanhuan asked hurriedly, but did not answer Ye Nanqing's question.    

    

"What about you? Are you worried about Jun Ziyan?" He insisted on an answer.    

    

"Of course I'm worried. What's wrong with that?" she asked. These few days, there was not a single day that she wasn't worried about, and she was even planning for the worst. What kind of harm would it do to Ziyan if the photo was really exposed, and what effect would it have on Jun Family.    

    

Ye Nanqing felt as if his heart was pierced by a needle as dull pain assaulted his heart. Didn't he already know that she loved Jun Ziyan? Wasn't it normal for her to worry about Jun Ziyan? But why did he regret asking this question when she admitted it herself?    

    

"Have you ever wondered why Jun Ziyan was photographed?" He suddenly smiled and calmly asked.    

    

Xia Huanhuan pursed her lips and did not answer immediately.    

    

Ye Nanqing didn't seem to want to hear her answer, so he continued, "He's the third young master of Jun Family, even if he was only a high school student at the time, where is the power of Jun Family? Who can get close to him and take a picture of his side?"    

    

He straightened up and walked towards her step by step, only stopping when he arrived in front of her. He leaned close to her and said, "It's usually only when a man's will is at its weakest that a picture like this is taken."    

    

Her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly understood what he was trying to say.    

    

"Xia Huanhuan, do you want to know when a man usually has the weakest will?" The voice that was like the night wind whispered in her ears, like the voice of a demon, tempting her to search for some sort of truth.    

    

She let out a breath and looked directly at her. "I don't want to know."    

    

"But I want you to know." Ye Nanqing smiled faintly, as if everything was under his control, "That is —"    

    

"I know what you want to say!" She interrupted him abruptly and said with an incomparably firm tone, "But I believe Ziyan, he isn't that kind of person." That man who had only opened his heart to her since she was young, that man who had only cared about her, how could he hug another woman?    

    

The smile on Ye Nanqing's face froze. The sense of control that he originally had over his body was instantly destroyed by her words.    

    

"You believe him?" He suddenly laughed, "Xia Huanhuan, do you really believe that Jun Ziyan won't do anything to let you down?"    

    

"Yes." Her answer was without a doubt.    

    

"Haha …" "Hahaha …" He laughed, his laughter growing louder and louder. Then, he suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and said fiercely, "But didn't he use some tricks in the past to break up with us? Even so, do you still believe in him? "    

    

Xia Huanhuan frowned as her shoulder hurt from his hand tugging at it, "Ye Nanqing, let go! Whether you believe him or not is my business, and it has nothing to do with you. "    

    

Doesn't it have anything to do with... Does her business have nothing to do with him...    

    

He let go of her hand and looked at her coldly, as if that laughter and questioning had never existed.    

    

"If that's the case, then let's talk about the things related to me. The ten-day deadline will be reached in three hours." In these ten days, he did not see any news regarding Jun Family delaying the wedding. In other words, she had not mentioned it, or perhaps she had said it, but she did not succeed.    

    

Xia Huanhuan took a step back, took a deep breath and said, "Ye Nanqing, you are smarter than me. You know very well that the person I love is not you. Moreover, have you ever thought that perhaps you were just unreconciled, unreconciled to having found the wrong person in the past, unresigned to having found someone you've spent so many years with and yet not loving yourself? "    

    

"Unreconciled?" His gaze was fixed on her. "Do you think that I am just unsatisfied with you?" If he was unwilling, how would it be possible for him to refuse to remove the ring on his left hand during the three years he had been separated from her? If it was just an unwillingness, how would he know the truth and be in so much pain?    

    

He even put down his pride and continued pestering her, unwilling to let go.    

    

It was all because — He couldn't let it go!    

    

Even though he told himself over and over in his heart that the person she loved was not him, he couldn't help but think about her. Thinking of her when she was young, thinking of her during a year of interaction.    

    

He looked so deeply into her eyes that she stopped herself and involuntarily turned her head away from him. "If you really send out those pictures, it won't do you any good at all."    

    

He dully said, "Maybe Jun Ziyan losing his reputation is a good thing for me. Xia Huanhuan, Jun Ziyan had cheated on me before, shouldn't I give it back to him now? "    

    

"If that's the case, Jun Family will not let you off, and I will …" She bit her lip and finally said it out loud, "I will hate you."    

    

His body suddenly trembled. Hatred? "Do you really want to hate me?" he asked, with a shattered fragility in his face.    

    

"Yes." Her white teeth clenched her lower lip. He knew how hurtful his answer would be.    

    

Ye Nanqing was silent as he looked at Xia Huanhuan, who had lowered her head in front of him. His blood seemed to be slowly congealing. It was getting colder and colder, and his breathing was getting more and more difficult. It was as if every breath he took would consume all of his strength.    

    

So it turned out that he was actually that afraid of her "hatred" towards him. He could admit that she didn't love him, but he absolutely had no way of accepting her "hatred".    

    

"Give me a hug." he said suddenly.    

    

She looked up in surprise, wondering why he had suddenly said that.    

    

"As long as you hug me and say a single word to me, I can give you the photos in my hands along with the film." Ye Nanqing said.    

    

The surprise in her eyes deepened, and her heartbeat quickened. She couldn't believe that he would be willing to give her both the photo and the negative, even if it was only this simple. "Are you serious?"    

    

"Really."    

    

His expression, his tone, all told her that he was not joking with her, that he really intended to do so.    

    

"Why?" she asked, wondering why he had suddenly changed his mind.    

    

"If I tell you that I can't take it and you hate me, I'm afraid I'll break down. Do you believe me?" He laughed at himself as if he were telling a very funny joke.    

    

His smile made Xia Huanhuan's heart feel heavy, as if something was pressing down on her. "What do you want me to say?"    

    

"Say, 'I'm coming. Let's play together today.'"    

    

A soft voice whispered out of his mouth, and he stood straight in front of her, looking at her.    

    

For a moment, Xia Huanhuan was in a trance. It was as if she saw the boy from her childhood memories, his appearance blurred, standing by the sandpit in the evening, waiting for her to miss her appointment.    

    

She had long since forgotten that there might be someone else standing by the sandpit, waiting for her to come back to him the next day, to paint for him, to comfort him …    

    

Her feet moved. Her hands slightly opened up and wrapped around Ye Nanqing's waist, hugging him like she used to do when they were dating in the past.    

    

However, his mood right now was completely different from before.    

    

At that time, she was nervous, shy, and happy, but now … He was surrounded by guilt.    

    

No matter what, it was because she missed her appointment at that time. Perhaps it was also because she had missed her appointment that he had always been looking for her.