Chapter 476 - Cant Help It Anymore
Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day
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Chapter 476: Canât Help It Anymore
Jun Shiling suddenly looked up at Xia Wanyuan, feeling an inexplicable feeling.
âAre you still jealous?â Xia Wanyuan smiled.
However, Jun Shiling did not speak. He only glanced at himself on the paper and then at Xia Wanyuan.
Suddenly, he reached out and carried her into the resting room.
âJun Shiling, what are you doing? This is the office.â Xia Wanyuan pushed Jun Shiling, but she realized that he was in an especially agitated state and she could not move him at all.
âYou promised me. You let me bully you after you came back.â Jun Shiling stared intently at Xia Wanyuan, his heart filled with endless warmth.
âBut you canât do it in the office. Get up.â Xia Wanyuan struggled twice, but it only ignited Jun Shilingâs flames.
âDonât worry, no one will come to the office. I canât help it anymore. I want you now.â Jun Shiling pressed against Xia Wanyuan like a fire, causing her face to turn red.
âYouâ¦â Xia Wanyuan wanted to say something more, but Jun Shiling swallowed her.
The sun set in the west, and the setting sun shone warmly through the window. The warm yellow sun gradually sank to the horizon, and the moon slowly climbed into the sky. The lights in the entire city flickered.
âIâm going home. Jun Shiling, if you come again, I wonât talk to you anymore.â In the dim lounge, Xia Wanyuanâs voice was a little hoarse.
A chuckle sounded. âOkay, letâs go home.â
The lounge in Jun Shilingâs office was no different from a normal bedroom. There were a few clothes that Xia Wanyuan had left in the wardrobe.
Jun Shiling brought over the clothes and helped Xia Wanyuan put them on one by one. Then, he wrapped her in a suit and carried her horizontally.
âMadam, youâve worked hard. Iâll serve you home.â
âHmph.â Xia Wanyuan pinched Jun Shilingâs waist, but she only gently expressed her displeasure.
Jun Shiling, who was full, was not angry at all. He carried her home happily.
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The next morning, Xia Wanyuan sent the painting to Qing University and went straight to the recording studio of âChina Poetry Meetâ.
Tang Yin and Chen Yun had already been waiting for her at the venue for a long time.
âMy little ancestor, where did you go? Why are you only here now? Itâs about to start. The director was just asking if you werenât coming.â
âI had something on and was delayed.â Speaking of which, it was funny. After Principal Yang chatted with her about the international exchange for a while, he actually took out her Wanfeng album and asked her to sign it because his son liked her.
âWhy are you here too?â Just as Xia Wanyuan was speaking, she saw a silver-haired Mu Feng walk over with an impatient expression.
âBeauty, youâre too slow. The amount of time I spent waiting for you is enough to take a nap.â Mu Feng flipped his long hair, attracting everyoneâs attention.
âDo I need to specially put on makeup to attend this?â Xia Wanyuan looked at the box in Mu Fengâs hand and was a little puzzled.
Mu Feng pursed his lips. Clearly, he was impatient from waiting and did not want to talk to Xia Wanyuan. âLetâs go in and tidy you up simply.â
The few of them walked to the backstage together. The waiting hall was already filled with people. Seeing this group of people with heaven-defying looks walk in, everyoneâs eyes were a little complicated.
Especially when they saw Xia Wanyuan sitting in the corner with a pile of cosmetics in Mu Fengâs hand and he started to put on makeup for her, the expressions on everyoneâs faces became even more strange.
The people sitting on the stage were all champions of the group stages who had fought their way out of the preliminary round and stood out from the elites of the various group stages.
Everyone had foundation. Even when they were waiting for the competition, they had books on hand.
Seeing that Xia Wanyuan had actually brought a makeup artist to participate in the competition, many people did not say anything, but in their hearts, they looked down on Xia Wanyuan.
What was the internet bragging about? It seemed like she was nothing much. She was indeed a celebrity. Her marketing skills were really good. She only knew a few poems and she was already bragging about being the one and only genius.
âTsk, tsk. Celebrities nowadays are really extravagant. They actually treat the recording studio as their private dressing room.â
A man in his forties with glasses looked at Xia Wanyuan disdainfully and was speechless. âYoung people nowadays are too impetuous. Youâre even participating in âThe Poetry Meetâ now. Itâs simply tarnishing the purity of literature.â
The recording studio had originally been very quiet because of Xia Wanyuanâs arrival. This man did not hide his voice at all, so these words were like a stone thrown into a clear lake.
Many people covered their mouths and secretly laughed. Some people also frowned at this personâs words, but they had never known Xia Wanyuan before, so they did not want to get involved in this mess.
Xia Wanyuan had originally closed her eyes to let Mu Feng brush her eyelashes. Hearing this, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person who spoke, her eyes cold.
âThisâ¦â Xia Wanyuan paused, as if she was seriously considering this personâs age. âOld Sir? It looks like youâre 60 years old. You actually came to participate in the same program as me. I wonder how high your pure literary achievement is?â
The middle-aged man was first angered by Xia Wanyuanâs words about him being sixty years old.?Iâm only a little bald. Was this woman blind? What did she mean by âold sirâ?
When he heard Xia Wanyuan mention literary achievements, his face turned pale. He was already forty years old and had been an old scholar for half his life, but he had no results.
This person shouted at Xia Wanyuan with a pale face, âHis achievements arenât high, but heâs better than you. An actress actually used literature and poetry to hype herself up. How shameless. Sheâs really tarnishing the virtues..â