The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times

Chapter 955: The Princess Is The Most Annoying

Xia Wanyuan looked up. A woman with neat short hair was walking up the stairs. This woman was very young, but her eyes were sharp. He looked like a domineering person.

Jun Shiling did not turn around. Seeing that Xia Wanyuan was judging the person behind her, she pinched her face. “Log in. It's cold outside. I'll pick you up later.”

Xia Wanyuan did not say anything. He nodded and entered the school building. Seeing Xia Wanyuan's figure disappear in the elevator, Jun Shiling turned around and left.

Watching Jun Shiling leave coldly, the short-haired woman was not angry. He just grunted softly. “The head of the Jun family does have the right to be arrogant.”

Xia Wanyuan went upstairs. As he sat in the meeting room, Jun Shiling sent him a WeChat message.

Jun Shiling: “The woman just now was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. He just got back from America. Ignore him.”

Xia Wanyuan had heard Jun Shiling mention that among some of the big families in China, the Jiang family had always been at odds with other families, but their foundations were very deep, especially in recent years, when they grow rapidly. If not for Jun Shiling leading the Jun family to suppress them, the Jiang family in Beijing should have already developed into the number one family.

The Jiang family had a son and daughter. The eldest daughter, Jiang Yun, grew up in America. It is said that she has deep ties to a large family in America and is an important tentacle of the Jiang family abroad.

Now, the Jiang family was actually willing to call their eldest daughter back to the country. There might be a storm in the city.

Mind's changed. Xia Wanyuan had already gone through the relationship between these families in his mind. Then, Xia Wanyuan sent Jun Shiling a message: You guys meet again? have you met before?

Jun Shiling, who had left the school gate, saw Xia Wanyuan's message and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He's playing around again.

Xia Wanyuan raised an eyebrow and was about to reply when a very disturbing perfume fragrance came from beside her. He turned around and saw Jiang Yun was already sitting beside him.

Jiang Yun had short hair, and his beautiful suit made him look capable and presentable. He smiled at Xia Wanyuan. “Mrs Jun, I've heard a lot about you.”

“Nona Jiang.” Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly.

Seeming surprised that Xia Wanyuan had recognized him, Jiang Yun raised an eyebrow. “Mrs Jun, you are so beautiful.”

Not far away, School Head Yang waved at Xia Wanyuan. After saying this, Xia Wanyuan stood up and left.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan's back, Jiang Wan suddenly smiled. “As expected of the woman Jun Shiling.” likes

Jiang Yun had been sent to America since he was young. Although the Jiang family was strong, their influence in America was not great. Jiang Yun had taken root in the Jiang family business in America at a young age. He is amazing and has seen a lot of people.

After seeing Xia Wanyuan, he understood why his father was so eager to call him from America.

Jun Shiling was already quite difficult to deal with. With Xia Wanyuan, who had the Wei family behind him, if they did not do their best, the Jiang family would only be suppressed by the Jun family forever.

The meeting was organized by Qing University. The large meeting room was filled with professors from all over the country.

School Head Yang wanted to seat Xia Wanyuan in the first row with them, but as he called Xia Wanyuan, someone behind him said something sour.

“Noble fields like literature should not be tainted by the smell of copper. A person without a core thesis can still sit in the first row.” The one who spoke was an old pedant from a university in the south.

Everyone heard the teacher's words and their complicated gazes landed on Xia Wanyuan, who was standing in front.

Everyone had heard that Xia Wanyuan was the wife of the Jun Corporation, but in academia, the intellectuals always had an aloof attitude.

In the eyes of the outside world, Xia Wanyuan's identity was grand, but in the eyes of these old pedants, Xia Wanyuan's identity was a burden. This identity tarnished noble literature.

Xia Wanyuan glanced back and realized that although many people did not say things like this old man, their eyes betrayed their inner thoughts.

Xia Wanyuan glanced at them coldly.

Under everyone's gaze, he pulled the chair in the first row and sat down casually, causing the people behind to become angry.