The first picture showed the little princess with clear eyes and an innocent look. The usual cool and indifferent temperament of Xia Wanyuan had been restrained, revealing the image of an extremely well-protected little girl.
Such a gaze reminded Jun Shiling of the day Xia Wanyuan had looked up at the flowers under the sea of flowers. Although the scene was different, it was still as clear as before.
The third imperial concubine in luxurious clothes had a lonely look in her eyes.
Jun Shiling opened the comments. Most of them praised her for her beauty, but there were also some sour comments. There were even those who posted # Xia Wanyuan Get Out of the Entertainment Industry #.
The more he read, the colder Jun Shiling’s eyes became. A moment later, Jun Shiling closed his Weibo and was about to call Lin Jing in when his phone rang.
“Ah Ling, come back tomorrow? I miss my great-grandson so much.”
It had been more than half a month since he had seen Jun Shiling and Jun Yin. Old Master had been nagging at home for a long time. When he heard that Xia Wanyuan’s leg had recovered, he called Jun Shiling.
“Grandpa, we’ll be back tomorrow.”
Not long after hanging up the phone, an uninvited person sat on the sofa again.
“Hey, Young Master Jun, are you going to pretend you didn’t see me sitting here?” Bo Xiao, who was dressed in a bright silver shirt, leaned on the sofa.
Knowing Bo Xiao’s character, Jun Shiling could not be bothered with him and began reviewing the documents.
Facing an iceberg like Jun Shiling, Bo Xiao did not want to make things difficult for himself anymore. He had just returned from abroad and had just started playing the most popular phone game he had at the moment. He put on his earphones and played the game.
Hence, when Jun Shiling returned home, another person followed behind him.
Young Master, Young Master Bo Xiao.”
“Uncle Wang, long time no see.” Bo Xiao’s fox-like eyes curved into a smile.
“It’s only been a few days, Young Master Bo Xiao.” Uncle Wang walked up to him kindly.
“Is the little dumpling not back yet today?” Bo Xiao really liked that sweet and cute child Jun Yin.
“School ended early today. Little Master went home early and is learning how to write from Madam.”
Xia Wanyuan did not go out that day and practiced calligraphy at home for a while. When Xiao Bao came back from school, he saw Xia Wanyuan’s calligraphy. He was still a child and did not know much about strokes and strokes. He simply felt that Xia Wanyuan’s calligraphy looked good, so he insisted on pestering her to teach him.
When Jun Shiling entered the house, he saw Xia Wanyuan holding Jun Yin’s hand and writing on a piece of paper. Hearing the commotion, Xia Wanyuan turned around.
“Sister-in-law,” Bo Xiao greeted. Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly.
“Uncle!” Xiao Bao saw Bo Xiao too, and his big eyes lit up. He liked this interesting uncle.
He threw down the brush and ran over with his short legs. However, when he was a step away from Bo Xiao, Bo Xiao’s large palm pressed against his head.
“Uncle?” Xiao Bao pursed his lips in grievance. ‘Does Uncle not like me anymore?’
“Little dumpling, your face is full of ink. Are you a little cat?”
Jun Shiling looked at Jun Yin’s ink-black face and a rare broken smile appeared in his eyes.
“Aiyo, my little master, I’ll take you to wash up.” Uncle Wang’s eyes were filled with a kind smile when he saw the ink on Xiao Bao’s face.
When Xiao Bao came out of the bathroom after washing up, Bo Xiao and Jun Shiling were standing at the table, reading the words written by Xia Wanyuan and Xiao Bao.
“Sister-in-law really wrote a good piece of calligraphy!”
Old Master Bo loved antiques and calligraphy. After he was brought back to the Bo family, Bo Xiao had been protected by Old Master Bo and had seen many famous calligraphy and paintings by him.
A beautiful set of words was not beautiful in its shape, but in its skeleton.
The two characters written by Xia Wanyuan were unrestrained, unrestrained, and had their own style. Most of the words written by women were elegant and graceful, but Xia Wanyuan’s words gave off an ancient and imposing feeling.
Jun Shiling looked at the exquisite calligraphy. Even though he had seen Xia Wanyuan’s calligraphy before, he was still amazed by this woman’s calligraphy skills.
“Uncle, I’m clean.” Xiao Bao ran over and hugged Bo Xiao’s leg.
Bo Xiao picked Xiao Bao up, “Tsk, little dumpling, look at how beautiful your mother’s words are. Look at yours. You have to keep working hard.”
“Hmph.” Xiao Bao was unhappy. “Daddy doesn’t know how to write beautiful words. I inherited it from my Daddy. It’s all his fault.”
“Hahaha, you’re right. It’s all your father’s fault.” Bo Xiao burst into laughter at the child’s honest words.
Jun Shiling glanced at Xiao Bao, who quickly crawled into Bo Xiao’s arms. ‘Daddy is so naughty. I told the truth yet he’s glaring at me.’
With Bo Xiao accompanying him, Xiao Bao stopped pestering Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan and focused on playing with his toys.
After dinner, Bo Xiao left even though Uncle Wang tried to persuade him to stay in the manor.
He still had to go back and annoy those people. How could he let them sleep well?
“Ling’er, I’m a little busy at the company tonight, so I won’t be back.”
“You haven’t been back in a few days.” Mo Ling gripped her phone tightly as if she wanted to crush it.
“Hey, I’m busy with work. You have to understand me. I got someone to buy the necklace you wanted last time. I’ll bring it back for you in a few days. I’m busy now. Bye.”
After hanging up the phone, Bo Qing took the young model by his side and secretly kissed her on the face. “CEO Bo, have another sip.”
Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Mo Ling was furious. Did he really think that I didn’t know what he was up to?!
“Busy? Busy hitting on women!”
“This is karma.” A cold snort suddenly came from the door. The sudden voice startled Mo Ling.
“Bo Xiao?!”
The last time Bo Xiao went home, he had gotten someone to throw away Bo Yi’s things and clean up the master bedroom. However, he did not stay at home, so Mo Ling did not bump into Bo Xiao.
The scene of Bo Yi’s big wedding five years ago was still vivid in her mind. Even though Bo Xiao was smiling now, Mo Ling felt that he was as evil as a devil.
Bo Xiao glanced at the frightened Mo Ling and the corners of his lips curled up coldly. He strode towards the bedroom upstairs and did not even spare Mo Ling a glance.
However, Mo Ling felt uncomfortable all over. The things that happened many years ago mixed with Bo Xiao’s ghostly gaze made her feel weak. Looking at the exquisitely decorated living room, for the first time, Mo Ling felt that the room was too empty.
The nanny carried Xiao Bao to take a shower. Xia Wanyuan sat on the sofa by the window in the bedroom and casually picked up the finance magazine beside her.
Jun Shiling was a book lover, and he had a wide range of books. Books that he had flipped through could be seen everywhere in the manor. Xia Wanyuan happened to like reading too, and since she had just arrived in the modern world, she wanted to learn more about the modern world.
The finance magazine was different from traditional books. There were many images attached to it that Xia Wanyuan could not understand.
Coincidentally, Jun Shiling walked past the door.
“Jun Shiling.” A clear voice sounded. Jun Shiling stopped walking towards the study.
