Xia Wanyuan had just turned off her phone when Jun Shiling hugged her from behind. "So you know that I was jealous because of the tea leaves."
At that time, because of the tea leaves Xuan Sheng had given him, Jun Shiling had lived for 25 years and that was the first time he had flaunted his wealth in front of others.
Recalling Jun Shiling's expression when he pointed at the tea house and told Xia Wanyuan, "I'm the richest man in the world. This tea house belongs to me." Xia Wanyuan could not help but laugh.
"I didn't know at that time. Later on, I remembered that you were probably jealous." Otherwise, with Jun Shiling's low profile, he wouldn't have flaunted his wealth so obviously.
"Hmph." Jun Shiling kissed Xia Wanyuan's hair. "Does our little princess want to sleep?"
"Mm." Xia Wanyuan nodded and let Jun Shiling carry her to rest.
