It was not easy to find the “Lilac Lady” in the rain. After all, there were many people coming and going in Suhang Ancient Town every day. There was no human face in this photo, only a fair chin.
In the fan group of a certain Xia Wanyuan named “Little Dumpling”, someone saw this photo and shared it in the group. He carefully said, “Don’t you think this photo looks a little like our Yuan Yuan?”
The other fans opened the photos and took a look. “Yes, they really look alike.”
Fans had always been extremely familiar with their idol. Even with a glance or a small movement, they could recognize their idol in the crowd.
Xia Wanyuan’s temperament was very unique. When the fans saw her elegant temperament, they felt that she was their idol, Xia Wanyuan.
“Shh, don’t go out and spout nonsense. If it’s not, we’re going to make things difficult for Yuan Yuan again. Squat down and take a proper look before admitting.”
After the last time they had wanted to post an airport photo to help promote Xia Wanyuan, they had caused Xia Wanyuan to be scolded for reading books as an act. Xia Wanyuan’s fans had learned their lesson and were no longer so rash.
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After sitting in the garden for a long time and eating dinner, Xia Wanyuan finally recovered and began to read the contract Shen Qian had sent her. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she called Shen Qian and arranged the rest.
“It’s been hard on you. There’s a lot to do.”
“CEO Xia, you must be joking. If not for you, I would still be in prison.” Xia Wanyuan had provided him with such a wide platform. Shen Qian respected Xia Wanyuan very much from the bottom of his heart.
Xia Wanyuan hung up the phone. Jun Shiling, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at her quietly. “You’re finally hanging up.”
Xia Wanyuan glanced at him. “Why are you so jealous about work?”
Jun Shiling snorted coldly and stepped forward to hug Xia Wanyuan. Xia Wanyuan looked at the darkening sky and subconsciously shrank back. “What are you doing?”
Jun Shiling picked her up helplessly. “Sleep. I promise I won’t do anything. I haven’t slept in two days. I’m sleepy. Let’s set off to Beijing tomorrow.”
Jun Shiling’s repeated “last time” last night made Xia Wanyuan very suspicious of his words.
However, Jun Shiling’s heart did ache for Xia Wanyuan. He hugged her and did nothing, feeling warm inside. Xia Wanyuan had wanted to keep a distance from Jun Shiling in case he came again.
However, the habit she had developed for a long time made her not last three minutes before she subconsciously hugged Jun Shiling back.
The corners of Jun Shiling’s lips curled up. His arms were full, and his heart was filled. He tightened his arms and hugged her tighter. He lowered his head and kissed her hair.
“Good night.”
“Okay. Good night.”
It was a good night’s sleep.
Xia Wanyuan had slept especially long these two days. Originally, they planned to go back in the morning, but as Xia Wanyuan did not wake up, they changed it to the afternoon.
Near noon, Xia Wanyuan finally opened her eyes. A pair of deep eyes was looking at her.
Her body still hurt a little, and she felt sore every time she moved. Xia Wanyuan punched Jun Shiling angrily.
Seeing that Xia Wanyuan had hit him the moment she woke up, Jun Shiling grabbed her hand inexplicably.
“When did you wake up?”
“Seven o’clock.” Jun Shiling had slept very regularly for many years.
“Then why are you lying here?”
“Mm, I’ll lie down and look at you.” A smile appeared in Jun Shiling’s eyes, and he added, “You look good.”