Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Although Xia Wanyuan was still quite popular in China and the Internet, for people like Earl Dray who were not from China and were busy with all sorts of government affairs every day, they had no time to care about what happened on the Internet.

He was quite unfamiliar with Xia Wanyuan.

Yet, he was more familiar with Jun Shiling.

"So, this Xia Wanyuan bullied my precious daughter because she's Jun Shiling's wife??" This was what Earl Dray understood from Li Qingxue's explanation.

Li Qingxue avoided his gaze for a moment, then nodded. "Father, that Xia Wanyuan seems to have a good relationship with Prince Charlie. She looks down on our Dray family very much."

There was a serious division in England's royal family.

If China was like those royal families in history, when there were a few princes, they would all fight to the death for the throne.

In the royal family of England, one side was led by Prince Charlie, and the other was led by the second prince, who was supported by the Dray family. Both sides were fighting openly and secretly.

Now that he heard Li Qingxue mention Prince Charlie, Earl Dray's impression of Xia Wanyuan worsened. "She's just a woman who depends on men."

At this moment, in the palace of England, preparations were being made for the banquet. The servants shuttled back and forth.

Prince Charlie walked over and everyone hurriedly bowed to him.

"Alright, I just came to see how the preparations are going." Prince Charlie looked around. "Why is it all British style? Didn't I say that I wanted to add a little Chinese style?"

Prince Charlie knew that Xia Wanyuan liked traditional culture very much, so he specially instructed the staff to buy lanterns from China and hang them at the side to build up the atmosphere.

"Prince, the Earl said that this is England and we don't do those things." Seeing Prince Charlie ask, the staff immediately stepped forward and answered.

"Which earl?" Prince Charlie frowned.

"Earl Dray."

As expected, Prince Charlie frowned even more. "My words don't work anymore, right?"

The staff looked at each other. In the end, they did as Prince Charlie said.

After all, on the surface, he was the most direct successor to the throne.

This was not the first time she had come to England, but there were still many places that Xia Wanyuan had not been to.

Jun Shiling pushed aside his work and focused on accompanying Xia Wanyuan through the streets and alleys of England.

Xia Wanyuan was in charge of walking in front, and Jun Shiling was in charge of taking photos of her.

In front of the towering palace, Xia Wanyuan smiled at the camera. "CEO Jun, you've been shooting for a long time. How many photos have you taken? Are you still taking?"

Jun Shiling lowered his head to take a look. "Not much, just more than three hundred."

Some people would get tired of it after interacting with it for a long time and feel that it was not as good-looking as before.

However, Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan differently. Whether Xia Wanyuan smiled or not, whether she sat or walked, every moment made Jun Shiling feel that she was beautiful.

There were still many Chinese in England. Even though Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling were wearing masks when they came out,

However, their outstanding temperament was too eye-catching. When they walked on the street, 100% of heads turned.

Some Chinese people noticed these two people and took a closer look. Wasn't this Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan?

Hence, Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling strolled on the streets. Their photos were already everywhere on Weibo in the country.

No matter where the two of them went, they would meet all sorts of people by chance.

[ Boohoo, I thought that Xia Wanyuan would finally not bring CEO Jun to England this time. I never expected that not only did Xia Wanyuan go to show off her skills, but she also showed off her love overseas. ]

[ Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looking at the photos taken by passers-by, who would have thought that the man squatting on the ground and taking photos of Xia Wanyuan was the richest man earning hundreds of millions every minute? ]

[Look at CEO Jun. He's so busy, but he still has time to take photos with his wife. Compared to your boyfriend, who does nothing every day, and thinks that you're too noisy and disturb them from playing games.]

Hence, on this day, countless men inexplicably received breakup messages from their girlfriends.

After figuring out the ins and outs,

On a voting list for the men you hated the most, Jun Shiling was voted first by Xia Wanyuan's male fans with an absolute advantage.

The reason everyone gave was: Good lord, not only did you snatch our goddess, Xia Wanyuan, but you also raised the standards of the entire Chinese woman's spouse selection alone. The hatred of snatching my wife is simply irreconcilable.

Xia Wanyuan was pregnant after all, and her physical fitness was different from before. After walking for only an hour or so, she felt that she could not walk anymore.

Because of her stomach, Jun Shiling did not dare to carry her. He could only hold her waist and sit with her on the bench beside the garden.

England had always been gloomy, but the sunlight today was very good. The warm sunlight shone on her face, and Xia Wanyuan was sleepy.

Jun Shiling lowered his head and glanced at her. He took off his coat and carefully covered Xia Wanyuan's shoulders.

In a piece of prosperous green grass, Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan leaned against each other. The sunlight enveloped the ground warmly, and the entire scene was so warm that one could not help but want to approach.

However, there were always some people who would never dare to approach such a place.

]In a hidden hotel room not far from the small garden, two figures were standing by the window.

Two almost identical faces.

One face was filled with relief and a smile, while the other face was expressionless.

"Brother, look, you've been gone for so long. I'm as happy as I can be. I'm afraid they've never thought of you," Yu Qian suddenly said as he looked at Jun Shiling and Xi Wanyuan's backs.

"I don't need her to think of me," Wei Zimu replied calmly. In Wei Zimu's heart, as long as Xia Wanyuan could be happy, everything he did was worth it.

Yu Qian sneered, then turned around and sat back on the sofa. "You did well in America this time. Has the Feng family been resolved?"

Wei Zimu retracted his gaze from Xia Wanyuan. "It's all settled. There's basically no one alive in the Feng family. Feng Wuyou was confirmed dead last month. Her corpse was brought back to Continent F by Chu Xuan."

Looking at Wei Zimu's back, Yu Qian's eyes darkened. It was unknown if he believed Wei Zimu's words. "Not bad. Did Chu Xuan notice?"

"No." Wei Zimu shook his head. "The Feng family developed very quickly in the early years and made many enemies in America. After the Feng family fell, many people wanted their lives."

"Mm," Yu Qian replied softly. "Pack up and come to England's palace with me tonight."

"Why are we going there?!" Wei Zimu suddenly looked up. "Didn't you say not to provoke Xia Wanyuan?"

"Why do you think I'm going?" Yu Qian's cold gaze landed on Wei Zimu. "My dear brother, the Queen of England personally invited me."