Xia Wanyuan blushed. Looking at Jun Shiling's cold side profile, she felt a little flustered.
The chauffeur in the front row: What should I do? Will I be killed if I see what happened to the big boss? Hey, can the two of you get out of the car quickly? You're already an old couple. How can you not be tired of hugging each other? Sigh, I wonder if the mutton soup downstairs is still open. I'm hungry. Hurry up and get off work. I have to eat a big bowl of mutton noodles.
"Let's go back. You must be hungry today."
Sensing Xia Wanyuan's embarrassment, Jun Shiling finally put down the documents in his hand and took the initiative to turn over the matter.
"Mm."
They came back a little late. Xiao Bao had always been asked by Jun Shiling to sleep and wake up early, so he had finished his dinner early. After waiting for Xia Wanyuan in a daze for a while, he was already asleep.
