Xia Wanyuan and Xia Yu sat in the car Jun Shiling had sent to pick them up and quickly left the airport.

Behind him, the reporters surrounded the tall foreign man and walked out.

“Prince Charlie, when are you going to start the Zell contract you proposed in Olly last week?”

“Hello, Prince Charlie. Other than your daily exchange in France, do you have any other itinerary?”

Prince Charlie, who was surrounded, did not answer the reporters’ questions. His gaze landed on the airport door. He seemed to have seen Jun Shiling’s wife just now.

He still remembered the shock of visiting China last spring and racing with Jun Shiling’s wife.

He had originally wanted to compete with the weak-looking Mrs. Jun with pride. Who would have thought that not long after he started, Mrs. Jun had already crossed the finish line?

Although nearly a year had passed and he could not remember Madam Jun’s appearance clearly, that shocking beauty and refined temperament could be recognized at a glance from the crowd.

The reporters followed Prince Charlie’s gaze and looked out, but outside the airport, it was empty.

“Prince Charlie?” The reporter tried to ask something.

However, Charlie, who had been in the royal family for so many years, was not so easily tricked. He laughed. “The Zell contract will definitely be announced to everyone when it’s time to implement it. Other than visiting France, I also want to experience the atmosphere of the country’s art kingdom.”

The International Design Competition was a major event in the fashion world. It gathered the attention of the world. Many people had specially rushed over from all over the world, including socialites and gentlemen from all walks of life. Prince Charlie, who had come to France for a visit, was naturally among the guests.

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This was not the first time Xia Wanyuan had come to Continent O. She was not very interested in the scenery outside. She leaned back in her seat and chatted with Jun Shiling on WeChat.

It was already late at night in China. Xia Wanyuan urged Jun Shiling to sleep, but Jun Shiling did not want to go. He sent a few cat emoticons to express his dissatisfaction.

Xia Yu glanced at the content on Xia Wanyuan’s WeChat and was stunned by Jun Shiling’s expression.

“Sister…” Xia Yu looked speechless. He wanted to confirm again. “Are you chatting with CEO Jun?”

“Yes, what’s wrong?” Xia Wanyuan turned around.

“… It’s nothing.”

It was just that after discovering that legendary idols could use cute emojis, my faith collapsed. Yes, it was not a big deal. 

Xia Wanyuan glanced at Xia Yu and suddenly asked, “Have you seen your father when you came back this time?”

Xia Yu’s eyes widened slightly. “No, why?”

Xia Wanyuan pursed her lips. “When you return to China, you should visit him when you have time.”

Father Xia was not a qualified good father, but he was not an extremely bad person.

“Mm,” Xia Yu replied softly. Xia Yu lowered his head, looking a little disappointed. He called out to Xia Wanyuan, “Sister.”

Xia Wanyuan reached out and touched Xia Yu’s head, ruffling his hair. “Don’t think too much.”

Xia Yu looked up with a dependent smile in his eyes and dimples appeared at the corners of his lips. “Sister, it’s so good to be your younger brother.”

ia Wanyuan smiled and was about to say something when she looked up at the rearview mirror and frowned.

When the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, the car behind stopped as expected.

“Mrs. Jun, what a coincidence to meet you here.” Jiang Kui walked towards Xia Wanyuan with a smile.

Behind him, Zou Man also walked down. She wanted to go forward and hold Jiang Kui’s arm, but Jiang Kui handed his hand to Xia Wanyuan. “To be able to meet Madam Jun in France, this is fate.”

Zou Man’s hand stopped in midair. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to maintain a smile as she retracted her hand.

Xia Wanyuan did not shake Jiang Kui’s hand but glanced at Zou Man. She knew who was behind the so-called genius designer competition.

This was the first time Zou Man and Xia Wanyuan had truly met. Seeing Xia Wanyuan up close, Zou Man felt a sense of vigilance from the bottom of her heart.

For some reason, Xia Wanyuan made her feel threatened. She had an uneasy confidence. Zou Man subconsciously avoided Xia Wanyuan’s gaze.

“CEO Jiang’s girlfriend?” The corners of Xia Wanyuan’s lips curled up as she looked at Jiang Kui.

Jiang Kui retracted his hand and the smile on his face did not change. “Of course not.”

Zou Man’s face instantly turned pale.

“Lover?” Xia Wanyuan continued to ask.

Xia Yu glanced at her silently. He could tell that his sister was doing this on purpose. The woman in front of him must have offended his sister before. Otherwise, with his sister’s personality, she would not insult someone like this.

Jiang Kui laughed and looked at Xia Wanyuan meaningfully. “Mrs. Jun, you’re so concerned about my emotional situation. Could it be?”

Zou Man, who was at the side, had already silently broken a fingernail. Xia Wanyuan’s question in public had really embarrassed her.

However, Jiang Kui was a cold-blooded and heartless person. He had never thought of protecting her. Her broken nails dug into her flesh, but Zou Man was not in the mood to care.

Xia Wanyuan did not plan to waste time with Jiang Kui. She looked at Xia Yu. “Let’s go.”

“Mm.” Xia Yu carried his luggage and followed behind Xia Wanyuan. The two of them quickly disappeared into the hotel lobby.

Zou Man shook off the broken nails on her hand and smiled again. “Hubby, let’s go in too.”

Jiang Kui’s gaze kept landing on Xia Wanyuan in front of him. He did not look at Zou Man at all and acknowledged lightly.

Xia Yu accompanied Xia Wanyuan upstairs. Just as he put down his luggage, there was a knock on the door.

“Could it be that annoying young master of the Jiang family?” Xia Yu pursed his lips. Who would be so persistent?

He walked over and looked out through the peephole. He realized that there was a row of bodyguards standing outside the door. Xia Yu subconsciously became vigilant.

The person outside the door knocked again. Xia Yu reached for the gun with his right hand and opened the door with his left. “What’s the matter?”

To his surprise, the moment he opened the door, he met a pair of extremely blue eyes. It was a delicate little boy in his teens.

Xia Yu’s foreign language was not good, so he asked tentatively, “Who are you?”

The little boy was not as tall as him, but his gaze was condescending. He said in less fluent Chinese, “I’m looking for Xia Wanyuan.”

“…” Xia Yu felt that it was really strange. Why were there so many people looking for my sister in a foreign country? Did my sister have some magical recruitment physique? 

“Xia Yu, who is it?” Xia Wanyuan walked out.