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It was as if countless needles were stabbing his chest continuously, forming a dense and fragmented pain. He wanted to tell her that he couldn't, wanted to pull her hand away from Hua Yuze's body, wanted to make her understand that the only man she could touch was him!    

    

But when he saw her teary eyes, everything he wanted to say, everything he wanted to do, vanished into nothingness. This... Is it also the Predestine's magic?    

    

No matter how reluctant he was, when he saw the look in her eyes, he could not help but submit to her gaze. As long as she smiled, he could even do anything for her, even if the pain was getting more and more intense.    

    

"If Mr. Hua doesn't mind, I still hope you can agree to my girlfriend's request." After a long while, Jun Zichen finally spoke to Wu Jun.    

    

It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry from his indifferent tone. However, his handsome face was currently expressionless, making it difficult for others to discern anything about his expression.    

    

Hua Yuze quickly pondered for a moment before smiling, "Of course I don't mind." With that, he threw an 'ok' look at Lu Xiaorong and thought about what Jun Zichen had just said.    

    

The woman in front of him was Jun Zichen's girlfriend! But he would agree to let his girlfriend touch another man's face. Was it because Jun Zichen didn't really care about this woman that he didn't care? Or was it because he cared too much and wanted to fulfill his wish?    

    

Hua Yuze had no way of knowing, but he still wore a faint smile on his face. He looked at the pair of delicate hands that were holding his, which were releasing his hand, and slowly stretched towards his face.    

    

It was just a touch on the face. It was just like a hug from an idol. It wasn't that big of a deal. Hua Yuze thought in his heart. But when the hands touched his cheeks, the smile froze on his lips and slowly faded.    

    

Her hand — was shaking!    

    

Trembling, she stroked his face as if he were a treasure that was hard to come by. There had never been a woman who had touched his face this way. Not even in acting.    

    

She … Was he really just a simple fan? Hua Yuze stared blankly at Lu Xiaorong. Then, he saw tears rolling out of her eyes like a pearl with its string cut, falling unceasingly.    

    

She was crying, crying as she looked at him, but her hands were still stroking his face, inch by inch, as if she wanted to touch his face clearly and clearly.    

    

Hua Yuze suddenly had the urge to understand this woman in front of him. He wanted to know why she touched his face, why she trembled, and why she was crying like this …    

    

However, his throat was dry. He didn't say anything. He just stood there without moving, allowing the other party's hand to caress his face.    

    

Tears welled up in Lu Xiaorong's eyes. She felt that her face was becoming more and more blurry, and the feeling on her hands was becoming clearer and clearer.    

    

It was as if she had been at the mortuary, stroking her brother's face, which had turned cold, hoping that he would open his eyes, hoping that the doctor had made a mistake and that he was still alive.    

    

However, it was of no use. No matter how she caressed his ice-cold face, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth, and his eyes never opened again!    

    

But now, the face in her palm was warm, warm, and had the scent of a living person. Amidst the hazy tears, it was as if the face in front of him overlapped with the face of his younger brother.    

    

If his little brother was still alive, if he was still alive …    

    

Lu Xiaorong's tears fell harder. With such extravagant hopes swirling in her mind, she could not help but take a step forward. She hugged Hua Yuze and burst into tears.    

    

Hua Yuze's body stiffened. Before he could even react to what was happening, Jun Zichen had already rushed forward and pulled Lu Xiaorong out of Hua Yuze's embrace.    

    

The next moment, Jun Zichen pulled Lu Xiaorong's arm and quickly walked out of the room. With a "peng" sound, the door was closed. Only then did Hua Yuze regain his senses.    

    

The clothes on her chest were slightly wet, which was her tears.    

    

Lowering his head, Hua Yuze lifted his hand and gently touched that moist spot. It was a little bit hot, as if it was burning his fingers.    

    

What happened to him? Hua Yuze laughed.    

    

The room's door was pushed open again, but it was the manager who quickly walked in, "What's going on? "I was outside just now and I saw Jun Zichen walk out with an ugly expression. Did you say something wrong?" The broker asked anxiously. After all, if he offended Jun Zichen, it would be easy for someone like him to ban a B-list celebrity.    

    

"I didn't say anything wrong, but …" Hua Yuze narrowed his eyes, "There are some things that I can't control either."    

    

For example, the woman called Lu Xiaorong would hug him so suddenly, and for example, he would be moved by her tears.    

    

"What happened? Did Jun Zichen say why he wants to see you alone? " the broker asked.    

    

Hua Yuze said coolly, "It's not that Jun Zichen wants to see me, but his girlfriend wants to see me."    

    

"His girlfriend?" The agent thought of the woman that walked out with Jun Zichen, "The woman beside him is Jun Zichen's girlfriend?"    

    

"Yes." Hua Yuze nodded.    

    

"Then why did his girlfriend see you for?" the agent wondered.    

    

"Nothing, I just wanted to touch my face." Hua Yuze seemed to be nonchalantly replying, but a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes …    

    

— —    

    

Lu Xiaorong was still confused when she was dragged away by Jun Zichen. It wasn't until Jun Zichen casually pushed open a private room and pressed her against the wall that she regained her consciousness.    

    

There were no lights in the private room and it was pitch black. The only light was coming from the slightly open door.    

    

Lu Xiaorong was still choked with sobs, her nose twitching. "Zichen?" She called his name in wonder, wondering why he had suddenly brought her here.    

    

His breath was on her face. It was too dark in the room, so she could only see his silhouette in the dim light. She could hear his voice sounding like the quiet night wind. "Xiaorong, I'm really not generous."