Chapter 57

In the first picture, the little princess has clear eyes and is innocent. The cool and indifferent temperament of Xia Wanyuan is restrained, and the image of a well protected little girl is displayed in front of the public,

Such a look reminds junshiling of the way Xia Wanyuan looked up at the flowers under the sea of flowers that day. Although the scene was different, it was the same clear.

The third one is the imperial concubine in gorgeous clothes. The emptiness in her eyes is hard to bear.

Most of junshiling's comments are praising her for being good-looking, but some of them are sour, and some of them even tell her to get out of the entertainment industry.

Looking down, the colder light in junshiling's eyes became. Half a moment later, junshiling turned off his microblog and was about to call Lin Jing in, but his mobile phone rang.

"Ah Ling, why don't you come back tomorrow? I want to die my great grandson. "

I haven't seen junshiling and Junyin for more than half a month. The old man has been talking about them at home for a long time. It's said that Xia Wanyuan's feet are good. The old man just called junshiling.

"Grandfather, we'll go back tomorrow."

Not long after I hung up, an uninvited man sat on the sofa again.

"Hello, Mr. Jun, you don't see me sitting here?" Bo Xiao, dressed in a shiny silver shirt, leans on the sofa.

Knowing Bo Xiao's temperament, junshiling was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he examined and approved the documents.

Facing the iceberg of junshiling, Bo Xiao no longer finds himself bored. He just came back from abroad and plays the most popular mobile game at present, wearing headphones.

So when junshiling came home, he followed a tail behind him.

"Master, master Bo Xiao."

"Uncle Wang, long time no see." Bo Xiao's Fox eyes raised a smile.

"Just a few days, master Bo Xiao." Uncle Wang went forward kindly.

"Hasn't xiaotuanzi come back today?" Bo Xiao likes Junyin's sweet and lovely child very much.

"Today after school early, the young master has already gone home and is learning to practice calligraphy with his wife."

Xia Wanyuan didn't go out today. He practiced calligraphy at home for a while. When Xiao Bao came back from school, he saw Xia Wanyuan's handwriting. He was still a child and didn't know how to write. He simply thought that Xia Wanyuan's handwriting was beautiful, so he had to pester Xia Wanyuan to teach him.

When junshiling came into the room, he saw Xia Wanyuan holding Junyin's hand and writing on the paper. When he heard the movement, Xia Wanyuan turned around.

"Sister in law." Bo Xiao called, Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly.

"Uncle!" Xiaobao also saw Bo Xiao at this time, and his big eyes lit up. He liked this very interesting uncle.

At the moment, he left his writing brush and ran over with short legs. Unexpectedly, when he was a step away from Bo Xiao, he was touched by Bo Xiao's big palm.

"Uncle?" Xiao Bao's mouth shriveled in grievance. Doesn't uncle like him?

"Xiaotuanzi, the ink on your face, are you xiaohuamao?"

Junshiling looks at Junyin's ink face, and his eyes seldom have some broken smile.

"Oh, my young master, I'll take you to wash." Wang Bo saw the ink on Xiaobao's face, and his eyes were full of a kind smile.

When Xiaobao comes out clean, Bo Xiao and junshiling are standing at the table, looking at the words written by Xia Wanyuan and Xiaobao.

"My sister-in-law is really a good writer!"

Old master Bo likes antique calligraphy. When he is taken back to his home, Bo Xiao is protected by old master Bo, and he has seen many famous calligraphy and paintings.

The beauty of a good word lies not in its shape, but in its muscles and bones.

Xia Wanyuan's two characters, Jun Yin, are full of ups and downs. They are capricious and have their own style. Most of the women's characters are beautiful, but Xia Wanyuan's characters give people a sense of vigor and momentum of ancient pine on the cliff.

When Jun Shiling looked at these words, Rao Shi had seen Xia Wanyuan's words for a long time, and he was still amazed at this woman's calligraphy skills.

"Uncle, I'm clean." Xiao Bao ran to hold Bo Xiao's leg,

Bo Xiaoyi picked up Xiaobao and said, "Tut, xiaotuanzi, look at how beautiful your mother's handwriting is. Look at your handwriting, and continue to refuel."

"Hum." This time Xiaobao was not happy, "my father can't write good-looking words. I inherited my father, but I didn't blame him."

"Ha ha ha, you're right. It's your father's fault." Bo Xiao laughs at Xiaobao's words.

Junshiling glances at Xiaobao. Xiaobao rushes into Bo Xiao's arms. His father is good or bad. He even stares at me when he tells the truth.

With Bo Xiao's company, Xiao Bao doesn't pester Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan, but concentrates on playing with Bo Xiao.

After dinner, Bo Xiao left even if Uncle Wang asked him to stay in the manor.

He has to go back to meet those people. How can he make them sleep well.

"Linger, the company is busy tonight, so I won't come back."

"You haven't been back for days." Mo Ling holds the mobile phone tightly, as if to crush it.

"Oh, I'm busy working here. You have to be considerate of me. I asked someone to take a picture of the necklace you wanted last time. I'll bring it back to you in a few days. I'm busy and I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qing ran past the young model and stole a fragrance from the beauty's face. "Mr. Bo, have another drink."

Listening to the beep on the phone, Mo Ling was so angry that she didn't know what he was doing?!

"Busy? Busy with women

"It's called karma." Suddenly, a cold hum came from the door, which made Mo Ling jump.

"Bo Xiao?"

Last time Bo Xiao went home, people threw out Bo Yi's things and picked up the master bedroom, but she didn't live at home, so Mo Ling didn't meet Bo Xiao.

The scene of Bo Yi's wedding five years ago is still fresh in my mind. Even though Bo Xiao is smiling now, Mo Ling thinks that he is as evil as the devil.

Looking at Mo Ling with a frightened face, Bo Xiao coldly raises the corner of his mouth and strides towards the upstairs bedroom. He doesn't even give Mo Ling a look.

But Mo Ling felt uncomfortable. The past years, mixed with Bo Xiao's ghostly eyes, made her feel empty. Looking at the beautifully decorated living room, Mo Ling felt that the room was too empty for the first time.

Xiaobao is taken to the bath by the nanny. Xia Wanyuan sits on the sofa by the window in the bedroom and picks up the financial magazine.

Junshiling is a person who loves reading and has a wide range of knowledge. The books he has read can be seen everywhere in the manor. Xia Wanyuan happens to like reading too. She just came to modern times and hopes to learn more about modern knowledge.

Financial magazines are different from traditional books. There are many kinds of charts in them. Xia Wanyuan can't understand them.

It happened that junshiling passed by the gate.

"Jun Shi Ling." Qingling's voice rang out, and junshiling stopped to go to the study.