
Prince Garo recalls rumors that all Chinese have kung fu. Other than Xia Wanyuan's skill yesterday, he hurriedly took two steps back. The bodyguards behind him immediately stood in front to protect him.
"Open the door," Xia Wanyuan said.
The power in his eyes made one feel that he should be the most respected person in the royal family.
“Cut the crap. Take her to the palace.”
Prince Garo himself did not dare to move, but he instructed the bodyguards to arrest Xia Wanyuan.
Bang out!
Door kicked open.
“I want to know where Prince Garo wants to take my wife? Will I have the honor to visit the palace?” A cold voice sounded.
Prince Garo turned around and saw Jun Shiling's cold face.
“I-wife?” Prince Garo looked at Xia Wanyuan and then at Jun Shiling.
Thinking of Jun Shiling's identity, his legs instantly became weak.
“Sorry, I didn't know she was your wife!! Otherwise, I would definitely not dare to touch it.” Prince Garo was very afraid of Jun Shiling, and his voice trembled.
Jun Shiling ignored him and reached out to Xia Wanyuan.
"Cabin."
Xia Wanyuan walked over.
Jun Shiling held his hand and walked out the door.
Prince Garo wanted to say something behind him, but he was afraid of disturbing Jun Shiling, so he did not dare to speak.
“Prince, how? Did you get it?" Prince Garo sneaks out and meets Richard.
"Hmph, you almost killed me." Prince Garo glanced at Richard coldly.
"Someone, kidnap her."
Before Richard knew what was happening, he was taken away in a sack.
***
Since the competition had ended, Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan did not stay any longer. After leaving the church, Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan headed straight for the airport.
After all, the two of them were extremely busy people. One of them had Jun Corporation in his sights, and the other had the production team of the drama "Moon As Frost" waiting for him to shoot.
While they were in the car, Xia Wanyuan realized something was wrong with Jun Shiling's expression. When they boarded the plane and Jun Shiling actually sat on the side without speaking, Xia Wanyuan knew that this person must be jealous again.
Xia Wanyuan pulled up Jun Shiling's sleeves. Jun Shiling turned around and glanced at Xia Wanyuan coldly.
"Superstar Xia is really quite popular."
Xia Wanyuan laughed. "You jealous? Is it appropriate to be angry at such a person?”
Jun Shiling gave a cold snort and pulled Xia Wanyuan into his arms.
"There will always be so many people who want you."
"Don't I just let you want me?" Xia Wanyuan leaned into Jun Shiling's embrace, smiling until her eyes lit up.
These words…
Jun Shiling felt as if the vinegar pot in his heart had turned into sugar water. His deliberately cold face could not help but show excitement.
"Who did you learn these sweet words from?" Jun Shiling said with great hatred.
"You." Xia Wanyuan was very sure.
“...” Jun Shiling was silent for a moment.
There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.
Jun Shiling lowered his head and kissed Xia Wanyuan's cheek. Leaning his body to his ear, he asked, "When can I eat meat?"
Xia Wanyuan instantly understood what she meant and blushed.
“You must be vegetarian.”
Jun Shiling was just teasing him. Seeing how embarrassed Xia Wanyuan was, she did not continue. He hugged her and rested quietly.
By the time Xia Wanyuan returned to China, the news that she had won the World Music Competition had spread to all major platforms.
This time, he was more prominent than his previous works. Even those who do not pay attention to the entertainment industry know that a female celebrity has won a world-class award.
The Ancient Sitar Association exploded. In fact, even Cai Qin did not expect Xia Wanyuan to actually win the championship.
Now, he didn't need to find any connections. The golden award for the World Competition was enough to open the door for the Ancient Sitar Association.
That day, the higher-ups approved Xia Wanyuan's request to join the association. Xia Wanyuan officially became a member of the Ancient Zither Association.
Professor Zhang was the only person in the Painter Association who knew Xia Wanyuan's true identity. Seeing that the Ancient Sitar Association had hunted him, Professor Zhang was extremely anxious.
He ran into the Painter Association and talked to the president for a long time, hoping to recruit Yuan Wanxia into the association.
However, the admission procedure for the Chinese Painters Association was even more complicated and had more requirements. Although Li Qian greatly admired Yuan Wanxia, it was not easy.
“By the way, who is this Yuan Wanxia? You can cheat others but not with me. I can't believe you got it from kiosk.” Li Qian looked at Professor Zhang suspiciously.
“Because he doesn't want to reveal his identity, I can't say much. But I can only say that he is a very good seedling.”
"Slive?!"
Li Qian looked at Professor Zhang in surprise. This word is not used randomly.
“How old is Yuan Wanxia? Does the word 'seed' match?”
"22 years." Professor Zhang thought that it should not be a problem to reveal his age.
"22?! Old Zhang, are you kidding? That's not true. It's okay if you don't tell me who he is, but how can you make something ridiculous like a 22-year-old?"
Li Qian waved his hand. He doesn't believe at all. How could that painting technique not have a decades-old foundation?
Professor Zhang repeatedly warranted him, but Li Qian also felt that Professor Zhang was lying to him.
“Alright, forget it if you don't believe me. In any case, you should pay attention to this matter and bring it in as soon as possible. ”
"Understand, understand."
Li Qian wondered if there was a special channel for recruiting people. He accidentally saw the news that Xia Wanyuan had been accepted into the Ancient Sitar Association because she had won the World Music Competition's gold award.
Li Qian's mind lit up as she thought of a solution.
***
The weather is gradually getting hotter. There was no magic dessert like ice cream in the Xia Dynasty.
When Xia Wanyuan watched television, she always saw someone eating this. Now that it was finally time to eat ice cream, Xia Wanyuan leaned back on the bed and ate chocolate-flavored ice cream while reading the script.
Xia Wanyuan enjoyed the aftertaste and felt that she did not feel enough. He took out a box of vanilla ice cream from the fridge in the bedroom.
However, before he could sit down and eat two mouthfuls, Jun Shiling walked in and stopped him from continuing to dig for ice cream.
"What's the problem?"
Jun Shiling glanced at the empty ice cream bag beside him.
"It's too cold. You can only eat one.”
"It's not cold. I'm so hot. I will eat one more" Xia Wanyuan said and wanted to take the ice cream back from Jun Shiling.
“Are you still menstruating? You should not eat too many cold foods.” Jun Shiling picked up the box disapprovingly.
"It's been a long time."
"Is that so?" Jun Shiling placed the box somewhere Xia Wanyuan could not reach and sat down beside him.
Xia Wanyuan knew what she was thinking as she looked at her expression. Xia Wanyuan retreated nervously, but Jun Shiling pulled her back.
A piece of pine scent covered it.
After a while, Jun Shiling's voice became hoarse. “How sweet.”
"Is Jun Yin still at Grandpa's house today?" Xia Wanyuan suddenly asked, probably because her brain was short-circuited.
He regretted it after asking. It was as if he was hinting at something.
As expected, Jun Shiling smiled when he heard Xia Wanyuan's words.
“Mm, he won't be back. Tonight is ours. I don't expect you to be more anxious than me.”
Just when Jun Shiling finished speaking, he wanted to continue.
The sound of running footsteps could be heard from outside, followed by a funny voice.
“Mother, Dad, I'm back!!! I miss you guys so much!!!”
***
Don't Forget to Leave a Trace.
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