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After what had just happened, Xia Wanyuan was too embarrassed to stare at Jun Shiling anymore. She leaned on the side and looked at the night scenery by the roadside.

While Jun Shiling relaxed, he felt a little disappointed.

The car gradually drove into the main city area. Jun Shiling closed the roof and slowed the car.

Xia Wanyuan leaned against the seat and slowly fell asleep.

The car drove into the manor. Jun Shiling sent Lin Jing a message, then turned around and gently woke Xia Wanyuan up.

Assistant Lin, who had been on call 24 hours a day throughout the year, suddenly received a message from Jun Shiling late at night. He thought that it was something important and hurriedly sat up to switch on his phone.

"Order a sports car. It must be unique."

He had been in the Jun Corporation for so many years, but he had never seen Jun Shiling drive a car before. He knew who he was buying the car for easily.

"Tsk."