Xia Wanyuan had her back facing Chen Yun, so she did not notice anyone behind her.
She rolled up both sleeves to prevent them from falling off. Xia Wanyuan even carefully folded the sleeves of her shirt several times.
As she was too focused on rolling up his sleeves, she did not realize that she seemed to have fallen into Jun Shiling's arms.
"It's done."
After rolling up his sleeves, Xia Wanyuan turned around and was about to get some fruits when she saw Chen Yun, who had a collapsed world view not far away.
Xia Wanyuan turned around and glanced at Jun Shiling. "I'm sorry, I didn't know he would come in directly. I'll remind him not to spread."
"It's fine." Jun Shiling's gaze was deep.
"Brother Chen." Xia Wanyuan greeted Chen Yun.
"Hey! Hey????????!!" Chen Yun subconsciously agreed. Then, he looked horrified. "Don't call me Brother Chen. Just call me Xiao Chen."
