Chapter 272 Missing Video Call

Jun Shiling has been used to traveling for so many years, flying around the world. This is the first time that he has resisted traveling so much.

Jun Shiling originally wanted to go with Xia Wanyuan, but when he thought that it would take nearly 10 hours to go to France, and Xia Wanyuan seemed to have a promotion event to do tomorrow, the idea had to be abandoned.

After making a call to the manor, Uncle Wang answered, saying that Xia Wanyuan went to exercise in the swimming pool, and Jun Shiling hung up the phone.

By the time Xia Wanyuan came out of the swimming pool, it was already dark.

Mr. Jun sent a letter saying that he was taking Xiaobao to live in the compound for two days, and that the old man wanted to have a great-grandson at home.

"Where's Jun Shiling?" Xia Wanyuan rubbed his hungry stomach, thinking about having dinner when Jun Shiling came back.

"Young master has gone on a business trip to France. I must be on the plane now?" Uncle Wang asked the servants to bring the food while he replied.

"France? Okay." Xia Wanyuan had seen this country on the map, and it was far away.

It was only when he sat at the dining table and was alone in the huge dining room that Xia Wanyuan felt that he was not used to it.

Counting the time, she hadn't eaten alone for a long time.

She subconsciously went to get the water glass at hand, but she took it empty. In the past, before meals, Jun Shiling would put a glass of warm water in her hand, Xia Wanyuan had to get up and pour a glass by herself.

Xia Wanyuan likes to eat steamed shrimp, but this time, no one peeled her shells. Xia Wanyuan was too lazy to do it, so she could only look at the shrimp meat and give up.

He put a piece of tofu in the bowl, and the minced green onion, ginger, and garlic on the tofu dripped onto the rice. Xia Wanyuan thought that every time Jun Shiling served her vegetables these days, she would put the dishes that she didn't like first. The onion, ginger, and minced garlic were skimmed off before they were placed in the bowl for her.

As if nothing was as delicious as it used to be, Xia Wanyuan gave up after taking a few bites and went upstairs with a bowl of fruit in the kitchen.

Leaning on the sofa in the bedroom, watching Pleasant Goat and eating all the fruit, Xia Wanyuan felt that the faint depression in her heart still could not be dissipated, so she put the phone aside and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Having left the plane in China, Jun Shiling fiddled with two chopsticks to eat, and he lost his appetite.

Lin Jing on the side glanced at Jun Shiling's face,

"Mr. Jun, the phone on this private jet has been specially improved to allow voice and video calls with the outside world. Do you want to call home to report safety? Maybe Madam is worried about you?"

"Yeah." Jun Shiling responded, then dropped his chopsticks and sat on the other side of the sofa, pressed the signal reception button in the cabin, then turned on his mobile phone and dialed Xia Wanyuan's WeChat call.

"Mr. Jun, I'll go back to the sleeping cabin to eat." After Lin Jing finished speaking, he took up his rice bowl and left the cabin.

Lin Jing felt that when he retired in the future, he might be able to write a book, "The Self-Cultivation of a Lightbulb Special Assistant".

The phone rang for a long time, and Jun Shiling was wondering whether Xia Wanyuan was asleep, the whole music was almost finished, Jun Shiling was about to hang up, and the phone was picked up.

"Jun Shiling? Why do you still have a signal on the plane?" Xia Wanyuan was a little surprised, didn't he say that he couldn't make phone calls on the plane? Just now Xia Wanyuan also thought of calling Jun Shiling, but thought that he might not be able to answer the phone, so he gave up.

"I can do it here." It was clear that they were separated for a few hours, but Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan as if he hadn't seen Xia Wanyuan for a long time, and Jun Shiling noticed that she had just taken a shower and her hair was full of hair. They were still half wet, "Why don't you blow dry your hair."

"Huh?" Xia Wanyuan seemed to realize that her hair was wet. She reached out and touched it, and it was cold. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her tone was a little strange, "You're not here."

The unconscious dependence and habits in this sentence made Jun Shiling's heart feel sour and soft. He wanted to appear in front of Xia Wanyuan now and blow dry her hair strands as usual, but now, he can only Look at her in front of the screen.

After Xia Wanyuan finished speaking, she also felt a little strange.

In her previous life, she was the support of her younger siblings. She carried everything in front of her. She had never relied on others, but in modern times, she was unwilling to do things like blowing her hair by herself. .

"Okay, go and dry your hair first, dear, don't catch a cold for a while, I'll wait for you." Jun Shiling's tone was extraordinarily gentle today.

Although he is also very gentle towards Xia Wanyuan on weekdays. But today's Jun Shiling's gentle tone was very doting, making Xia Wanyuan blushed just listening to him.

Xia Wanyuan has two generations and has dealt with many men. He has good teachers, good friends, relatives, and comrades in arms, but he has never experienced such a scene with Jun Shiling.

In Xia Wanyuan's world, the concept of love never existed.

But she felt that the relationship between herself and Jun Shiling seemed to be different from those in the past. This relationship made her flustered, but there was a trace of excitement that emerged from the panic.

"Yeah." Xia Wanyuan put the phone aside and took the hair dryer by herself. She has always been accustomed to others blowing her hair, but Xia Wanyuan was still not used to it. It took nearly 20 minutes to dry her hair.

Xia Wanyuan picked up the phone again. On the other side of the phone, Jun Shiling was looking down at the document. On the paper next to him, a whole page of notes was already densely written.

Xia Wanyuan couldn't help but sighed in his heart that only such a Junshi Mausoleum can make the Junshi Group reach the scale it is today.

"Otherwise, you should be busy first, and I won't disturb you."

"Not busy." Hearing the movement, Jun Shiling put down the pen in his hand, took a close look at Xia Wanyuan's hair, confirmed that it had been blown dry, and then a smile appeared in his eyes, "Why is it so messy."

"Of course it's not as good as yours." Xia Wanyuan sat on the bed and found a comfortable position to lie down. Her clothes pulled away a section of her white collarbone, which glowed white under the light.

"Well, when I go back, you don't have to do it yourself." Jun Shiling's tone was still full of tolerance and pampering, just like the tone of Xia Wanyuan's coaxing Xiaobao, Xia Wanyuan's inexplicable ears hot.

"What did you eat tonight?" Xia Wanyuan didn't speak, and Jun Shiling changed the subject.

"Shredded pork, shrimp, green vegetables," Xia Wanyuan finished speaking in a complaining tone, "The shrimp didn't move."

Jun Shiling's heart moved, he knew why the shrimp didn't move,

The gentle big net laid out in this silent battle has begun to slowly close the net.

"Wait for me to come back." Jun Shiling only said this after listening to Xia Wanyuan's words, but Xia Wanyuan understood what he meant.