Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

   Chapter 829

  Jun Shiling walked towards Xiaobao. The parents were forced to disperse under the pressure of Jun Shiling, but they kept winking at their children.

   "Hello, uncle." The little girls turned to greet Jun Shiling with a good manner.

   Treating the child, Jun Shiling was really a little cold, he nodded, and then pulled Xiaobao out.

   "Dad, let's go," Xiaobao felt that the eyes of those people looked at him the same way he looked at the white rabbit toffee, weird.

  Looking at Jun Shiling and Xiaobao disappearing at the door of the conference hall, everyone had an idea.

  Jun Shiling’s precious son is in this kindergarten. Are you afraid that you won’t have a chance to meet him in the future?

   Even some families are girls, and they have already considered planning a childhood sweetheart route for their children.

   "Dad, do they like you?" Xiaobao took Jun Shiling's hand and trot to keep up with him.

  Jun Shiling glanced at Little Treasure with short legs and slowed down his walking speed.

"Dad, I heard Aunt An Rao say that some bad aunts want to save the country through my curve. In fact, the goal is to marry you, dad. Do you think I did well today? I didn't pay attention to them." Xiaobao said He raised his proud chest, raised his head and begged Jun Shiling for praise,

There was helplessness flashing in Jun Shiling's eyes, they were the future heirs of Jun Yin, but he was not ready to let Xiaobao come into contact with these too early, "Good job, there will be another woman near you next time. Ignore them too."

   "Okay!" Xiaobao nodded, "Dad, can I have a candy for a while,"

   "No," Jun Shiling refused mercilessly.

  Xiaobao’s happiness disappeared.

  ——

  National Tsing Hua University, Xia Wanyuan went to the classroom as usual. As soon as he entered, he saw Yuqian and An Lin sitting in the back row of the classroom.

  Today, An Lin is brand-name in and out. Although she still likes pure and light makeup, the sense of money piled up by brand-name clothing and bags is very obvious.

  Half of talking with Yu Qian, An Lin suddenly turned his head to the front. An Lin looked up, and it was Xia Wanyuan who came.

  She felt a little inexplicable in her heart. Sometimes she felt that Wei Zimu liked her very much. Otherwise, how could she give her such expensive RV jewelry, but sometimes, she felt that there was no sense of reality.

  It’s like now, every time she and Wei Zimu come to Xia Wanyuan’s class, Wei Zimu is extremely serious. No matter what she says to him next to him, Wei Zimu will ignore her quietly attending the class.

   "Senior, I," An Lin stretched out her hand, trying to pull Yuqian's sleeve, Yuqian reached out to get the book, and An Lin's movements were lost.

   "School girl, class is in, listen carefully." Yu Qian smiled softly at An Lin, with an infinite string, An Lin began to feel that she was thinking too much.

  She still wants to say something, but Yu Qian has already begun to look at the podium seriously. It is obviously an extremely gentle profile, but An Lin feels that some coolness is rising from the bottom of her heart.

   "Okay, is there any other student who has questions about the explanation I just gave? There are the last ten minutes left, and those who have questions can ask them." Xia Wanyuan set aside some time for the students to ask questions.

  Yuqian was the first to raise his hand, and Xia Wanyuan only regarded him as a normal student, so he directly touched him up.

  "I think there is another explanation for the image of red plum that Professor Xia just said." Yu Qian talked freely, and the classical classics were readily available.

  In response to Yuqian’s question, Xia Wanyuan also quoted the classics, looking for the basis from various poems and essays,

  The students in the classroom were so dumbfounded to watch their masters make moves, gods fight,

  An Lin looked at Yuqian and watched Xia Wanyuan talk so happily, she wrinkled her skirt bitterly.

  Xia Bangyuan is really too competitive, such a young and beautiful, and a professor at National Taiwan University, can also sing and dance, presumably no man would reject such a woman.

  Looking at the hundreds of thousands of designer bags on the table, An Lin had envy in her eyes. No matter how good Xia Wanyuan is, the young lady of the Wei family must be her An Lin.

  (End of this chapter)