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What was he worried about, and what was he afraid of? "Are you afraid she'll say she cares?" You heard me talking to my mother? " she asked. Although the door was closed, the soundproofing effect of the ward wasn't too good.    

He nodded silently.    

"Then you should have heard what I said to my mother, so do you mind if I ask?" What she said to her mother was enough to prove that she didn't mind.    

"But I want to hear it from you." he said, as if she would be relieved only if he heard her say it in his face.    

Xia Huanhuan didn't answer immediately. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Jun Ziyan's neck and pulled him down slightly so that her line of sight could meet his, "Have you ever thought that the person you should be worried about is actually me?"    

A look of confusion flashed in his eyes.    

Xia Huanhuan continued, "Look, I have only just graduated from a small profession, yet you are the CEO of the Jun's Group. Compared to you, my family's conditions are like heaven and earth, my memory is also not as good as yours, I'm also not as good at earning money, and I'm not as beautiful as you. In the eyes of outsiders, the person who really can't match up to you is me."    

Just as he was about to speak, she covered his lips with her fingers. "Let me continue, I even thought that if you didn't have autism, then you wouldn't have stuck close to me ever since you were little. Then, your parents might not have been happy to see us together, more likely, like those TV dramas, Cinderella will always be Cinderella, never with the Prince."    

"I've never been a prince." Jun Ziyan said hoarsely.    

"But to me now, you are." Xia Huanhuan smiled slightly and said, "So, I don't mind if you are an autistic person or if you will relapse in the future. I only know that I really want to be with you."    

"I'd love to be with Huanhuan, too." Jun Ziyan wrapped his arms around Lili's waist, "More than anyone else …"    

Xia Mei didn't object to the relationship between her daughter and Jun Ziyan, but she also didn't agree with him. On the other hand, Xia Huanhuan's uncle's family looked as if they won a lottery when they saw Jun Ziyan in Xia Mei's ward.    

The enmity between them immediately turned into flattery.    

Xia Qihong said passionately, "Huanhuan, since you're with Master Third Young Master Jun, why didn't you say so earlier? As a cousin, could it be that you're unwilling to even give away your wedding room?"    

"Yeah, houses aren't expensive either. It's only 2 or 3 million yuan. To Master Third Young Master Jun, it's nothing more than a drop in the bucket." Du Faang interjected from the side, "Huanhuan, Hao is your only cousin. If you're unwilling to even give away such a high branch, it wouldn't make sense!"    

Xia Huanhuan choked in her throat. Please! Why didn't they just snatch it! 2-3 million, it sounded like 20-30 dollars, "Uncle, Aunt, Jun Ziyan's money is his money, but it doesn't mean that I can spend it as I please, much less give it away as I please. If Hao wants to get married and ask for a house, he can make the down payment himself. As for the remaining money, I can help him repay the loan. "    

"Your little salary, even if you help Hao pay off the loan, Hao will have a hard time in the future." Du Faang was clearly dissatisfied with Lili's words, and her face turned long again, "Besides, that amount of money is nothing to Mr. Jun, why are you in such a hurry?" Millions of Du Faang was still too little. In her opinion, even if Jun Ziyan gave her 10 million, it was still within reason. She was Lili's only aunt!    

"No matter how little the money is, it's all earned by him." Xia Huanhuan said snappily.    

"You child, how can you speak like that!" Du Faang pretended to be on the verge of tears. "Don't you think about how your uncle took care of you and your mother in the past? But now that your wings have hardened and you've struck it rich, you're no longer a relative …"    

Xia Qihong also started to curse. What he said was no more than how heartless Xia Huanhuan was, and how Xia's mother didn't care about the affection between siblings. The reason why his only son couldn't get married was due to Xia Mei and her daughter. In short, not a single word was heard.    

Xia Hao was still hiding behind his parents, not saying a word. He did not stop his parents' actions at all.    

Xia Huanhuan looked at Xia Hao and sighed in her heart. This cousin of hers still stood for the benefit of her family. Even though she knew her parents were in the wrong, she didn't say a word.    

Xia Mei could not bear to listen any longer. She was about to speak when she saw Jun Ziyan rush forward and stand in front of Xia Huanhuan. "How much do you want?"    

Jun Ziyan asked expressionlessly.    

Xia Qihong and Du Faang were stunned for a moment and then reacted, "2 million... No, no... Three million … Before Du Faang could finish her words, she was violently dragged by Xia Qihong.    

Du Faang shut her mouth, Xia Qihong smiled embarrassedly, rubbing his hands, his swollen face that had been playing mahjong all night revealed obvious greed, "Third Young Master is in a big business, little money probably wouldn't take it seriously. I took care of Huanhuan since she was young, even if she didn't have any contributions, she still had some hard work to do. Huanhuan being able to find a boyfriend like you is her good fortune. In the future, we will be one family, and Hao will also be Third Young Master's cousin. How about this, we'll buy the house for five million, and we'll still need the money to renovate it right?    

Five million?! Xia Huanhuan took a deep breath and was about to reject, but Jun Ziyan said, "Alright, 5 million it is."    

Xia Qihong's family was surprised for a moment. They obviously didn't expect Jun Ziyan to agree so readily. Immediately, they applauded with a flattering smile on their faces.    

"I don't have a cheque with me right now. When I return to B City, I'll get the secretary to write you a cheque." Jun Ziyan said.    

"Good, good!" Xia Qihong nodded his head. He knew that once Jun Ziyan opened his mouth, it was rare for him to go back on his words.    

Having received the promise, Xia Qihong immediately praised Xia Mei and her daughter before hurriedly leaving the ward with his wife and son. Xia Mei looked at her daughter and said, "Huanhuan, this money …"    

Xia Huanhuan pulled Jun Ziyan and said, "Are you crazy? Why did my uncle say five million and you really gave five million? Could it be that when he asks you for ten million, you'll also give him one hundred million? "    

"Do you want me to give it to you?" "If you want me to give it to him, I'll give it to him."    

Xia Huanhuan was stunned, but then she heard Jun Ziyan continue, "Also, I don't like what you said just now."    

"..." "Which sentence?" she asked.    

"Say, even though my money is mine, it doesn't mean that you can spend it as you please, nor that you can give it away as you please." He repeated, then said, "That's not right. You can always give away my money as you please." He had even used his money to kill time just to give her a better life. He was accumulating wealth just so that when she wanted anything, he could give it to her.    

Xia Huanhuan only felt as if her heart was being struck heavily by something. It was a bit sour and astringent. "Just because of this …" So you gave Uncle money? "    

"You will be sad if your uncle scolds you." he said, and he knew she would be even more upset if he beat her uncle.    

Xia Huanhuan was dumbfounded. He — understood her?    

He had never cared about the emotions of others. Firstly, it was because his nature was indifferent, and secondly, it was because he was autistic that he didn't understand it at all.    

Just like how he knew how to cry when he saw others crying, he could not understand why others would cry when they did.    

Even though his autism had completely recovered, he still could not understand many of the human emotions. Therefore, when she watched the TV show with him, he only accompanied her to "watch" it, but did not really assimilate into the plots to follow the emotions of the characters in the dramas.    

But now, he knew that when his uncle was scolding her, when she and his uncle were competing against each other, she was feeling sad!    

Once upon a time, he began to understand her emotions little by little?    

He was changing. He was really changing, bit by bit, for her sake! Xia Huanhuan looked at Jun Ziyan in a daze and felt touched.    

Xia Mei also looked at Jun Ziyan in astonishment. She did not expect him to say such a thing.    

This man was someone who truly focused his heart and soul on his daughter. Even if he had autism before, he was' understanding 'his daughter's feelings now.    

Was she really going to oppose such a person? But autism... Maybe now the daughter is just a moment of love, really want to live a long life, OK? Would a daughter be happy?    

Xia Mei didn't know …    

The silver Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the mansion's entrance. Ye Nanqing walked out of the car. Under the setting sun, the white roof of the villa was dyed an orange hue. It was as if someone was blushing at that time.    

"I'll definitely give you a real home." That person said so.    

And that was how he believed! Even if he told himself countless times that it was just a childish phrase, he still treated it as a dream and continued to pursue it throughout these years.    

Ye Nanqing pushed open the door with a sketchbook in his hand. The interior of the villa was still as undecorated as before, with concrete floors and white concrete walls.    

Ye Nanqing lowered his head and quietly opened the sketchbook. He looked at the sketches on the pages in the sketchbook. Although there were not many strokes, it was enough for him to clearly see the furnishings of the house, what was in the room, how to decorate it, what kind of feeling this "home" gave him …    

Why... Why can Xia Huanhuan draw it...    

If the effect map she had given him the last time was similar to his "home", then what was the reason this time?! Why did she "paint" his imaginary home?