"Mommy, you sing well."

In the manor, Xiaobao sits on junshiling's lap and looks at the variety show of singer. He thinks that mommy sings much better than the kindergarten teacher, "Dad, don't you think so?"

"Well, that sounds good." Junshiling takes his eyes off Xia Wanyuan, who is shining on TV, and looks at his son, who is jumping on his legs. "My grandfather misses you. I'll send him to my father's house tomorrow."

"Well, Dad, you should take good care of Mommy."

Xia Wanyuan, who is eating watermelon, looks up and stares at junshiling when Xiaobao doesn't see it.

The next morning, Xia Wanyuan got up very early. Although there was nothing to do in the crew of "the moon is like frost", the embroidery workshop had not been implemented. She wanted to go to the company.

"I'll take you."

"Good."

Since the return of Suzhou and Hangzhou, junshiling likes to be with Xia Wanyuan when they have a chance. When they are alone, Xia Wanyuan feels that junshiling always exudes a strong atmosphere of invasion.

"Ah," Xia Wanyuan blocked the action that junshiling wanted to kiss, "I'm going to the company later."

Jun Shi Ling looked at Xia Wanyuan quietly, "it's been half a month since I came back from Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Xia Wanyuan knew what he was referring to, and his face was pink, which made his throat tight,

Looking up at junshiling's resentful look, Xia Wanyuan reached out and hooked junshiling's little finger, "didn't you send Xiaobao to my grandfather's house?"

Junshiling's breath instantly came down again. He held Xia Wanyuan's hand in his backhand and put people in his arms. "Come back early in the evening."

Xia Wanyuan's heart was funny. It was just like the underground joint. He patted Jun Shiling placidly and said, "I know, Mr. Jun, can I get off now?"

It's been a while since the car arrived at the gate of xiafeng group. The driver, who has been trained for a long time, is waiting outside the car very quietly,

"Let's go," Jun Shiling gave a kiss between Xia Wanyuan's hair, and then he put the man out of the car.

To Xia Wanyuan's surprise, in the conference room of the company, in addition to Shen Qian and several senior executives, there was a familiar figure sitting.

"Miss Xia," seeing Xia Wanyuan come in, Xuan Sheng's eyes lit up and waved to her, with the black diamond shining in his ear.

"Long time no see." Xia Wanyuan nodded to Xuansheng,

"Mr. Xia and Mr. Xuan heard that we had a meeting today and insisted on waiting for you here, but we didn't stop them," Shen Qian said in a low voice.

"It's OK. Make a cup of tea for Mr. Xuan," Xia Wanyuan sat down on the chair. "The tea leaves are blowing in the wind."

Xuansheng mouth, happy looking at Xia Wanyuan, "Xia always remember my taste."

Xia Wanyuan did not answer the question, "what are you doing here?"

"Yes, it's said that Mr. Xia has acquired ten embroidery workshops and made a big contribution." Xuansheng sat up straight, then pushed a stack of documents to Xia Wanyuan.

"And then?"

"Then, I want to cooperate with President Xia and have a share." Xuansheng's peach blossom eyes are raised with a smile.

"We don't even have a definite development direction. Are you sure you want to cooperate? Are you not afraid of losing money? " Xia Wanyuan turned over the documents in his hand, and Xuansheng was sincere,

"It doesn't matter if you lose money. The main reason is that you want to cooperate with Mr. Xia and try to get along with him." Xuansheng's undisguised words changed the faces of all the people in the meeting room, except Xia Wanyuan.

Seeing Xia Wanyuan's calm face, Xuan Sheng said with a smile, "I'm kidding. I believe in Xia's ability. I'm a businessman and I want to make more money."