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0Because in the dark, she couldn't see his face, so she told him everything she didn't dare to say, "You said that we have to get along, so we have to get along. You said that you can't take pills, so I can't. Even if you said you want to get married, I can only get married?"    

    

He yanked her into his arms. "I didn't treat you like a toy!" If it was really just a toy, he could easily destroy it, and he could also easily find another one. But why would there be so much fear, uneasiness and … So deep that even he could not describe it.    

    

"But what you have done, is to treat me as a toy!" She clenched her hands into fists and pounded at his chest, struggling to get out of his embrace. But every time her body moved a little farther, he would press her back into his arms.    

    

He kept repeating this until Xia Huanhuan was so tired that she was gasping for air and didn't have the strength to struggle anymore.    

    

"I didn't treat you as a toy! "Never!" Jun Ziyan repeated the words into Lili's ear, word for word, "Huanhuan, don't reject me. I won't be able to take it."    

    

"So I can't refuse you at all, can I?" she asked.    

    

His arms tightened around her. "No, you can't." The clear and cold voice was like an icicle, piercing into her ears.    

    

"Unless I die, or — we die together." he said.    

    

At this moment, she suddenly felt a chill coming from her back.    

    

Perhaps it was because of his autism, his paranoia, his sickness, that had always frightened her. Even though his illness had recovered, this paranoia had not changed in the slightest.    

    

She once thought that dating her might be able to slowly change this paranoia. But now, she was wondering if she had been too naive. His paranoia was not something that she could easily change.    

    

Early the next morning, Jun Ziyan drove Xia Huanhuan's school. Along the way, the car was completely silent. No one spoke a word. When the car arrived at the entrance of K University, Xia Huanhuan opened the car door and was about to get off, Jun Ziyan suddenly reached out his hand to stop Xia Huanhuan, "Are you not going to talk to me again?"    

    

She bit her lower lip uncomfortably. "No!"    

    

"Do you remember when you were young and told me that any baby is a gift from heaven?" he said abruptly.    

    

Xia Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that she did say that to him. It was when she was still in kindergarten, and because of her mother's instructions, she had to hang out with Jun Ziyan all day long, but he always took her for granted. Afterwards, she got annoyed and pushed him away, saying loudly, "I don't like you, I don't want to play with you anymore."    

    

In the end, Jun Ziyan pitifully asked her if she didn't like him because he was sick.    

    

At that time, she had learned the name of this disease from him. It was called autism, and from adults, the person who acquired this disease was unwilling to talk or play with others. She, was the exception.    

    

At that time, she suddenly felt some sympathy for him, so she comforted him, "Any baby is a gift from heaven, this is what my mommy said! "Like me, although I do not have a father, I am a gift from the heavens to your mother. Even though you are sick, you must also be a gift from the heavens to your father's mother."    

    

Jun Ziyan had a good memory. Xia Huanhuan was not surprised that he could still remember this sentence.    

    

"If you and I really do have children, then this child must also be a gift from the heavens." Jun Ziyan said, "Huanhuan, I want this gift."    

    

A gift? Xia Huanhuan lowered her head to look at her abdomen. She couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.    

    

When she returned to her room, she still had not completely recovered.    

    

Lu Xiaorong curiously patted her good friend's shoulder. "What's wrong with you?" "He hasn't been back for three days, and he's been in a daze since."    

    

"No …." "Nothing." Xia Huanhuan hurriedly replied. Because she was left in the apartment by Jun Ziyanqiang, she could only make up an excuse and say that the new company would send her on a three-day business trip.    

    

Three days had passed, and the current her had already missed the time to escape from her womb. If she was pregnant, then it would be like a small life growing in her stomach.    

    

What would she do then? Was he really married to Jun Ziyan?    

    

Or — to get rid of the child?    

    

Xia Huanhuan's heart clenched when she thought of the possibility of destroying a small life. Grace? Was this a gift?    

    

If it really turned out to be the truth, would she be able to harden her heart?    

    

"Fortunately, you came back in time, and this afternoon was the essay defense. How is your thesis preparation going?" Lu Xiaorong said. In terms of reply, it was the last step before graduation. Of course, most of the time, as long as the information was well-prepared and they communicated with their teachers beforehand, it would just be a formality.    

    

"I finished preparing a week ago, so I'll take a look at it later. There shouldn't be any problems." Xia Huanhuan replied, suddenly thinking of her group's notebooks.    

    

No matter how he thought about it, the notebook was most likely at Ye Nanqing's mansion. No matter what, she would have to go to the villa to look for her notebook after she had finished her reply in the afternoon debate. Xia Huanhuan decided in her heart.    

    

After all, that notebook had recorded all of the inspirational ideas in her mind. It was very important to her!    

    

This was a cemetery. On a day like this that was not the Qing Ming winter solstice, very few people would come to sweep the tomb.    

    

At this moment, a man wearing black clothes and wearing sunglasses quietly stood in front of a tombstone somewhere, staring at the already yellowed black-and-white photo on the tombstone. The woman in the photo was smiling. She was beautiful and elegant, but there was an unerasable sadness between her brows — even when she was smiling.    

    

Taking off his sunglasses, Ye Nanqing squatted down and gently caressed the photo, "Mom, he's already dead. He went to the same place as you, did you see him? Or perhaps, you have gone to heaven and he can only go to hell. "    

    

After that man had personally killed this woman who was willing to give up everything for him, it was likely that he was destined to go to hell.    

    

And that man, the most cherished woman in his life — Gao Bixi, the woman he had called his mother's woman for 22 years, he would definitely "repay" her for her actions.    

    

If it wasn't for Gao Bixi, his real mother wouldn't have died! He, who was in control of the Sihai Group, was now firmly grasping the Ye Family in his hands. But now, what he was waiting for, was just to retract the net step by step.    

    

"Mom, half of the debt they owe you has already been repaid. The other half shouldn't take too long, so please wait patiently for a while longer." he said.    

    

Rain was falling from the sky, as if responding to his words. Following that, the rain became heavier and heavier, like the drops from the soybeans falling on the earth. It kept falling and wetted Ye Nanqing's entire body.    

    

But he remained standing, motionless, letting himself be soaked by the rain.    

    

She had always been a softhearted woman and was afraid that what he wanted to do was the thing that she didn't want to see the most, but — "Mom, in the end, I am still a man of Ye Family. What remains in my body is the blood of Ye Family, so no matter how much I don't want to admit it, deep down in my bones, I am still the same as my father, despicable and unscrupulous. I will take back the debts of others one by one. I will not miss a single one of them. "    

    

The rain was getting heavier.    

    

Ye Nanqing raised his head and looked at the grey sky. Why? His father died, he should be happy about that. That was something he had been hoping for ever since he was 6 years old and witnessed his mother's death.    

    

But when he really did die, he could not feel the slightest bit of joy. The only thing that kept repeating in his ears was his father's sigh …    

    

"Don't be afraid, if you don't have a home, I will give you one." In his memory, these words were the words that had once warmed him the most. In fact, every time he couldn't hold on any longer these years, he would think back on these words.    

    

Home. Ever since he was six, he had no home.    

    

The luxurious House of Ye was, after all, just a perfect cage for him, and who would give him a home, a real home?!    

    

When Xia Huanhuan's essay defense was successfully completed, the rain outside was already pouring down. Xia Huanhuan greeted Lili, who was walking out with them, and said, "Xiaorong, can I trouble you to bring the documents back to my room? I'll be out for a while."    

    

"Hey, it's raining so heavily, where are you going?" Lu Xiaorong hurriedly said.    

    

"I'm going to the villa that the customer wants to renovate. I have a notebook over there!" After handing over the documents to Lu Xiaorong, she held up her umbrella and ran to the bus stop in front of the school gate.    

    

Fortunately, when Xia Huanhuan was on the bus, the rain started to fall less and less. At least Xia Huanhuan wouldn't have to come to the villa covered in wetland.    

    

At the entrance of the villa, Xia Huanhuan's cell phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was Jun Ziyan.    

    

Xia Huanhuan picked up the phone. A cold voice came from the other end, "Where are you now?"    

    

Xia Huanhuan originally wanted to say that she was at the mansion, but thinking about how Jun Ziyan found out about buying the pill that day, he dragged it onto Ye Nanqing. Jun Ziyan had a very clear hostility towards Ye Nanqing.    

    

So Xia Huanhuan blurted out, "I'm at school! I have to go out with Xiaorong in a while. "    

    

"Alright then." He replied with two words before ending the call.    

    

Xia Huanhuan used her key card to open the door of the villa and entered. However, he did not notice that there was a black Maybach parked about 100 meters away from the villa.    

    

Inside the car, Jun Ziyan watched as the figure disappeared into the mansion. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the phone in his hand, which had already ended the call.