Xia Wanyuan sat in the car and wanted to bend down to take off her shoes. After standing for the entire night, her feet were a little sore.
Only then did Jun Shiling retract his gaze from Yu Qian and stop Xia Wanyuan. He placed Xia Wanyuan's feet on his lap and gently untied her laces.
In order to match the fishtail dress, the heels Xia Wanyuan was wearing today were thin and tall. After standing like this for four to five hours, there were some red marks on her ankles.
Jun Shiling's eyes were filled with heartache. He held Xia Wanyuan's ankle and massaged it for her. "Didn't we agree not to care about the Wei family for the time being?"
"It was an impulse." Xia Wanyuan relaxed and leaned back in her seat. "So be it. Even if there's a problem, don't we still have you, CEO Jun?"
Hearing Xia Wanyuan's words, Jun Shiling smiled. "It's okay even if you make the Wei family bankrupt. I'm your support. Don't worry."
