Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

“Xia Wanyuan?!”

From a nurse Han Yuan managed to climb and cling onto a man who could be considered wealthy like Father Xia, Han Yuan had long been capable of observing people’s expressions.

At that moment, she acutely sensed pressure from Xia Wanyuan, who was standing at the door. That pair of cold eyes seemed to see through everything, making her feel guilty for no reason.

“Tell me what you want.”

Xia Wanyuan slowly walked in, her high heels clicking on the floor, breaking down Han Yuan’s mental defenses.

“Xia Wanyuan, why are you putting on an act for me?” Han Yuan pulled herself together, no longer as gentle as she usually was in front of Father Xia. “Just because of that lousy drama of yours, your father invested money and was tricked into going bankrupt. How dare you still have the cheek to sit on your Madam Jun’s throne steadily?”

Hearing Han Yuan’s words, Xia Wanyuan recalled that the original owner of the body had once been persuaded by her friends in the industry to take on a sci-fi film. The essence of a sci-fi film was its special effects. Hence, the initial investment requirements were especially high.

Under the persuasion of her good friend, Xia Wanyuan went back to beg Father Xia. The agent of the film company also listed out a very generous investment return. With the guarantee of her celebrity friends, the various persuasion from the film company, and the fact that the original owner of the body had been begging Father Xia.

In the end, Father Xia still took out a large portion of the company’s cash flow.

In the end, the film and television company turned out to be a skincare company that had lost all its investment funds after collating the funds. The sci-fi film could not be filmed and there was no return. In addition, the situation in the country was not good, and the Xia family’s funds chain had completely broken.

When Xia Wanyuan recalled this memory, she felt a dull pain in her heart, as if it was a natural reaction left behind by the original owner of the body.

“Don’t think you can hide from me just because you don’t speak.” Han Yuan grew bolder as she watched Xia Wanyuan sit calmly on the chair and not make a sound.

“Then what do you want?”

Xia Wanyuan finally spoke. Her clear voice carried an indescribable dignity.

“Didn’t you marry the eldest young master of the Jun family?” Speaking of Jun Shiling, Han Yuan’s tone was filled with mockery and a hint of jealousy.

“It’s a piece of cake for him to help the Xia family. Can’t you go and beg him? At the very least, you have a son. Get your son to beg him.”

A cold glint flashed across Xia Wanyuan’s eyes when she heard Han Yuan mention Xiao Bao.

“And then?” Xia Wanyuan quietly listened to Han Yuan before asking.

Han Yuan was stunned. Then? Then what?

“Then, I might be completely abandoned by the Jun family and never see my son again. Then, you can bring your child and enjoy everything in the Xia family, right?”

Xia Wanyuan casually pointed out Han Yuan’s secret intentions.

“Why would you say that?” Han Yuan smiled awkwardly. “After all, you’re the Xia family’s daughter. How could we not care about you?”

The corners of Xia Wanyuan’s lips curled up. Father Xia had gone to check the child’s gender early on. Han Yuan was pregnant with a boy.

Father Xia was a soft person. Han Yuan had been pestering him day and night, and she was pregnant with a boy’s child.

Unlike Xia Yu, Xia Yu was a product of his father’s one-night stand after drinking outside. The most Father Xia could do was give him some money.

Han Yuan knew how to coax people, and Father Xia had some feelings for her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have held the wedding under Han Yuan’s pestering before Xia Wanyuan’s mother’s mourning period.

Hence, Han Yuan had pestered Father Xia to sign the property allocation agreement last year. As Xia Wanyuan was a daughter who had been married out, she naturally did not have the right to receive ten percent. She only gave him a few properties symbolically.

If she was still the same Xia Wanyuan, she would probably be under someone else’s roof after Jun Shiling rushed her back to the Xia family.

Unfortunately, things had changed.

“Of course I can save the Xia family.”

Seeing Xia Wanyuan remain silent, Han Yuan thought that Xia Wanyuan did not agree and was about to persuade her further. Who would have thought that Xia Wanyuan would agree so readily?

“Really?” Han Yuan looked at Xia Wanyuan suspiciously.

“Yes, but I want to talk to” Xia Wanyuan paused for a moment. “Father myself.”

“Sure!” Han Yuan was elated. It seemed that Xia Wanyuan was only bluffing on the surface. She was actually quite easygoing on the inside. “I’ll tell your father when I get back.”

After the discussion, Han Yuan could not be bothered to argue with Xia Wanyuan anymore. With the help of the nanny, she left the dining room.

Xia Wanyuan picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip. The bitter taste made her frown slightly.

She had been reading the financial magazines that Jun Shiling had placed in the house for the past few days and was very interested in the modern business system.

She did not expect the opportunity to present itself so quickly.

They could save the Xia family’s company, but it was not up to them to decide if they would save the Xia father or Xia Wanyuan.

After sitting quietly for a while, Xia Wanyuan sent Jun Shiling a message.

Soon, the other party replied.

Xia Wanyuan stood up and left the Sunshine Restaurant.

“To the Jun Corporation.”

Xia Wanyuan got into the car and instructed. Then she leaned against the car window and closed her eyes, thinking carefully about what she needed to do.

The chauffeur’s grunted in his heart and started the car.

A month ago, Miss Xia, who was hated by everyone and only fit to live in a villa in the mountains, had already entered the Jun family’s manor within a month.

Now, she even had to go to the company to declare her sovereignty. This was incredible.

The car arrived at the Jun Corporation building very quickly. From afar, she saw Lin Jing waiting at the door.

he security guard at the entrance took out a hundred times his usual seriousness and stood as straight as a pole.

Who was Special Assistant Lin? He was the most popular person in front of Master Jun. He was Master Jun’s right-hand man. He was someone who Master Jun could meet personally.

The car slowly stopped. The security guard stood straight and stared intently at the door that was opened by the chauffeur.

A pair of high heels appeared.

Mm, big lady boss.

Then, it was a pair of fair hands, before her entire person. Although she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, one could still tell that she looked extremely young. She was graceful and elegant.

???

Lin Jing stepped forward. “Madam.”

In the past few days at the manor, everyone had addressed Xia Wanyuan as Madam. Xia Wanyuan was used to it and did not realize that something was wrong.

“Jun Shiling asked me to come and find him.”

“Young Master is waiting for you upstairs,” Lin Jing said as he guided Xia Wanyuan into the house.

The employees watched as the gentlemanly Lin Jing entered the company with the lady tightly covered. However, they could still tell from her posture that she was a beauty. All of their jaws dropped.

“If I’m not wrong, they took the CEO’s private elevator, right?”

“I saw it too. F*ck, is this Assistant Lin’s girlfriend?”

“Boohoo… Does Special Assistant Lin have a girlfriend? My heart is so broken.”

“Why would Special Assistant Lin bring his girlfriend to the company openly? Maybe she’s the CEO’s wife?”

The intern who had just arrived joined in the gossip of the seniors curiously.

]They took the CEO’s private elevator. It seemed like Assistant Lin treated that woman very respectfully.

“Little sister, you don’t understand. Our Master Jun is known as the King of Hell. Anyone can fall in love, but Master Jun doesn’t.”

“That’s right. Little sister, you’ll know when you spend more time with him. That kind of person like Master Jun is a fantasy. No ordinary person can match up to him. Think about what it’s like to be in a relationship with Master Jun.”

The receptionist imagined Jun Shiling’s cold face turning gentle. “Eh, the Big Boss is only suitable to stay in the altar for us mortals to worship.”