Xia Jun, from a certain perspective, has an absolutely restless element in her body. But being restless doesn't mean you can withstand messing around!
----Part of the plot-----
"He is my uncle." Xia Jun replied nonchalantly.
"It's okay." Mo Shaoting was even more casual, and he said this calmly and generously. Sure enough, the education of Western nations is beyond the comprehension of Eastern children like us.
"In terms of age, I'm more mature than him, right?"
"He is younger than you." For some reason, Xia Yun seemed to be quarreling with Si Xiang.
Si Xiang ignored her and continued, "When it comes to family background, I discuss his official position and it's a draw."
"Shi Nong Gong Shang, you lose."
Si Xiang swallowed his breath and continued, "In terms of prospects, I have already entered the ranks of millions. What about him? His hair hasn't grown yet."
"Why are you so tall? You can't sell it for money." Xia Jun said with a smile on her face. Her mouth was once praised by Mr. Fang, "Young girl will work as a publicist here after graduation!"
"What if I'm not your uncle?" Fang Lang suddenly leaned forward. He had a good sense of distance. If he was far away, he would feel unfamiliar. If he was close, he would feel frivolous. The distance between them in front of him was ambiguous.
Xia Jun deeply and fully understood that Fang Lang was a man with absolute charm and the ability to make people fall. In order to prevent her from falling again, she moved back, "Then I will chase you! Let you be my man!"