The comments were noisy. The show switched to the manor's perspective.
On the bed, Xia Wanyuan, who had been quiet, finally moved. Hearing the commotion, Jun Shiling put the newspaper aside and turned to look at Xia Wanyuan. "You're awake?"
Xia Wanyuan lay on the bed, her vision blocked by the blanket. In addition, the photographer did not even dare to breathe loudly, so Xia Wanyuan did not know that there were other people in this room.
She replied, "Mm, we still have to film a program today. Did I oversleep?"
She had rushed the manuscript until late at night last night, and Xia Wanyuan was still a little sleepy.
"It's nothing. You've worked hard. Sleep more." Jun Shiling leaned down and pinched Xia Wanyuan's smooth face. The expression on his face could not be seen, but just his back made one feel extremely gentle and patient.
[What hard work? CEO Jun, can you be more specific?]
