5: 30 p.m.
In the meeting room of the Jun Corporation, everyone was discussing heatedly. Jun Shiling glanced at the time and made a stop sign. The meeting room instantly fell silent.
Jun Shiling made a call. "Hello."
Everyone secretly glanced at Jun Shiling from the corner of their eyes. When they saw Jun Shiling's gentle expression, they sighed in their hearts. Tsk, tsk, tsk. The King of Hell also has such a day.
"Okay, get up. Contact me after tonight." After the call, Jun Shiling looked at his subordinates who were sitting upright. "Continue the meeting."
In the hotel, Xia Wanyuan was still a little dazed from being woken up by Jun Shiling. She subconsciously went to hug Jun Shiling's waist, but found nothing.
Only then did Xia Wanyuan sober up a little.
"Oh no, I miss Jun Shiling a little." Xia Wanyuan looked at the hand that was holding a ball of air and thought to herself.
