Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jun Shiling’s fingertip gently touched Xia Wanyuan’s ear. With a hint of heat, Xia Wanyuan’s ear burned red.
Jun Shiling’s aura was too aggressive. Xia Wanyuan felt that Jun Shiling’s aura was everywhere.
“Is that a cat you’re making?”
“Huh?” Xia Wanyuan followed Jun Shiling’s gaze and looked down. The dough that was originally a rabbit was subconsciously pinched into a little animal that resembled a cat because Xia Wanyuan was stunned.
“It does look a little like a cat.” Xia Wanyuan laughed.
“I have a cat in my hand too.” Jun Shiling’s smiling voice sounded above her head. Xia Wanyuan looked up and saw Jun Shiling smiling.
Flowing light dissipated from the orchid jade tree.
This seemed to be the second time she had seen Jun Shiling smile so brightly. Xia Wanyuan was stunned.
However, Jun Shiling raised his hand and brushed his warm fingers across her face. Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling in shock.
Jun Shiling stretched out his index finger. On it was the flour that he had just wiped off Xia Wanyuan’s face.
“Little cat.” There was an obvious smile in Jun Shiling’s tone. When Xia Wanyuan met his smiling gaze, she suddenly felt her heart throb and her face flushed red.
“If you don’t want to help, go out. Don’t disturb me here.” Xia Wanyuan was rarely embarrassed.
“Let me help you.” Looking at Xia Wanyuan’s obviously unnatural expression, the corners of Jun Shiling’s lips curled up. He took off his suit jacket and placed it on a shelf, then prepared dessert with Xia Wanyuan.
Chen Yun trembled as he took the taxi to the manor. When he got out of the car, he clearly felt that the way the taxi driver looked at him was very wrong.
It was as if he was saying, Does a billionaire like you need to take a taxi? Chen Yun laughed in his heart.
Chen Yun looked around the entrance of the manor and wondered if he should call Xia Wanyuan. The manor looked heavily guarded, and there was a high chance that he would not be allowed to enter.
Unexpectedly, just as he took out his phone, the dazzling door slowly opened in front of him.
“You must be Mr. Chen Yun. Please follow me.”
The servant in exquisite uniform bowed to Chen Yun with a smile.
Chen Yun hurriedly returned a bow and stuffed his phone back into his pocket in a hurry before following behind the servant awkwardly.
Unexpectedly, twenty minutes had passed since he walked from the entrance of the manor to the main building. Chen Yun looked calm on the outside, but he was already flooded with tens of thousands of comments in his heart.
‘Is this friend of Xia Wanyuan the God of Fortune?!!! Where did this rich friend come from? Can you give me one too?’
When he reached the door, the servant automatically retreated. Chen Yun tried to walk into the house himself.
The huge marble pillars supported the hall that was like a palace. Famous calligraphy and paintings that were auctioned at high prices could be seen everywhere. They were rare treasures.
Chen Yun could not help but walk lightly, afraid that he would accidentally damage something here. He would not be able to afford it even if he sold himself.
Someone seemed to be talking in front of him. Chen Yun slowly walked over and saw Jun Shiling, whom he had never dreamed of meeting in person.
Jun Shiling seemed to have seen him too, but he only glanced at him briefly before looking away.
The dessert was ready, but it still needed some cream. Xia Wanyuan wanted to make some herself, so Jun Shiling accepted the mission.
“I have cream on my hands. Help me roll up my sleeves.”
At that moment, Xia Wanyuan had already washed her hands. Upon hearing Jun Shiling’s words, she stepped forward to undo the wrist clasp of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.