Seeing Xia Wanyuan return, Uncle Wang welcomed her.
“What’s wrong? Is there a blackout?”
“Madam, Young Master instructed it. He’s waiting for you to eat with him inside.” A smile appeared on Uncle Wang’s face.
Young people nowadays are really clingy. They spend so much effort on a meal together. Damn, I’m old.
“Okay.” Helplessness flashed across Xia Wanyuan’s eyes. What did this person want to do? She slowly walked into the house. Hearing the sound of heels and afraid that Xia Wanyuan would think it was dark, Jun Shiling walked out to pick her up.
“Why aren’t you turning on the lights?” Xia Wanyuan handed the things in her hand to Jun Shiling, but he picked her up and walked into the house.
“I was waiting for you to eat. Why did you take so long to come back? Did your Brother Zimu chat with you again?”
“You’re really…” Xia Wanyuan patted Jun Shiling, but she was stunned by what she saw in the house.
Actually, it was not that the lights were switched on. It was just that the light of the candles was relatively weak, so from the outside, it seemed like the lights were not switched on.
There was a large bouquet of roses by the table. They were Xia Wanyuan’s favorite pink lover.
Jun Shiling placed her before the table and took a towel to wipe her hands. “Let’s eat. Are you hungry?”
The bright red wine flowed in the cup. Since Jun Shiling was beside her, although it was red wine, Xia Wanyuan drank it without worry.
The number of times Xia Wanyuan had eaten western food could be counted on one hand. Jun Shiling sat beside her and helped her cut the steak, feeding her mouthful by mouthful.
Under the warm candlelight, the two of them leaned against each other, and the shadows under the light overlapped.
After dinner, Xia Wanyuan wanted to take a shower, but Jun Shiling stopped her from going upstairs. “You shower on the first floor.”
“Mm.” Xia Wanyuan did not hesitate. Jun Shiling turned and went to the second floor.
Seeing Jun Shiling’s back under the light, Xia Wanyuan suddenly thought of the countless messages An Rao had sent her.
Ever since An Rao learned of Jun Shiling’s relationship with her, combined with the fact that there was no news on the Internet, she imagined countless scenes of rich families having an illegitimate child and female celebrities being despised by the big boss’s husband.
Every day, she sent her a thousand messages to cultivate their relationship. She was afraid that she would not catch Jun Shiling properly and let him escape.
Other than sending her all sorts of emotional tricks, An Rao was also afraid that Xia Wanyuan was shy, so she bought a pile of gifts for her and sent them to the manor. Xia Wanyuan had opened them once and made herself blush, so she placed them all in the storage room.
Today, she suddenly thought of those packages.
Perhaps due to the alcohol, Xia Wanyuan felt that Jun Shiling wanted to make her happy no matter what. It was no big deal for her to make Jun Shiling happy for once, so she went to the storage room, took out a package, and walked into the bathroom.
Xia Wanyuan did not look at the clothes and threw them into the washing machine. Her shower had always been slow. By the time she finished washing, it was already an hour later, and the clothes in the washing machine had long been dried.
Xia Wanyuan took out the clothes and slowly put them on. She suddenly felt that she should let it stay in the storage room forever.
As expected of the dress that Medusa An Rao had meticulously chosen, the dress was very short and had just wrapped around her thigh. The one-shoulder design allowed the lustrous white of her collarbone and shoulders to be seen. The close-fitting design outlined her entire arc vividly.
Although Xia Wanyuan was very accepting, she still felt very embarrassed to let her wear such a dress to Jun Shiling. However, she had only taken this dress when she came in.
Thinking that Jun Shiling should be upstairs now, Xia Wanyuan wanted to slip into the guest room to get a normal set of pajamas.
However, to her surprise, Jun Shiling was afraid that she would think it was dark. After showering, he waited for her on the sofa downstairs.
The moment Xia Wanyuan pushed open the door and took two steps towards the stairs, she saw Jun Shiling sitting on the sofa.
Seeing the extreme charm that was interweaved between black and white on Xia Wanyuan, together with the hazy candlelight covering her with a mysterious halo, Jun Shiling’s eyes instantly darkened.
The moment Xia Wanyuan saw that gaze, she felt that something was wrong. She hurriedly wanted to retreat to the bathroom, but Jun Shiling had already strode over and picked her up.
“I didn’t know you prepared these.” Jun Shiling’s voice was very hoarse.
