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"I didn't bring a gift today. Next time, Uncle will prepare an amazing gift for you." Bo Xiao's heart trembled when he saw how soft Xiao Bao looked.

"Okay, Uncle," Xiao Bao answered obediently and looked curiously at this uncle he had never seen before.

"The food is ready." By the time Xiao Bao reached home, the servants had already prepared the food.

"Alright, time to eat!"

Xiao Bao jumped out of Jun Shiling's arms, but was pressed back by Jun Shiling's large hand. "Go and wash your hands first."

"Okay." Xiao Bao obediently followed the nanny to wash his hands.

Xia Wanyuan removed the blanket and tried to get up. After a few days of rest, Xia Wanyuan's feet had recovered a lot, but it was still difficult for her to walk normally.

Without a word, Jun Shiling stepped forward and picked Xia Wanyuan up.

The smell of a mature man's cologne filled her nose. Involuntarily, Xia Wanyuan hugged Jun Shiling's shoulders.