Chapter 473 - CEO Jun Is a Little Bad

Chapter 473: CEO Jun Is a Little Bad

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At the entrance of Prison 7, Bo Xiao had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Jun Shiling walk over, he hurriedly waved.

To Bo Xiao’s surprise, a lady walked out of the car behind Jun Shiling. She was a pretty girl.

“This is?” Bo Xiao looked at Jun Shiling playfully.?Tsk, I must tell Sister-in-law.?

Before Jun Shiling could speak, Wang Liu had already greeted Bo Xiao first. “Hello, I’m Wang Liu. This gentleman is a good person and brought me here to rest.”Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

Prison 7 had always been for vicious and heavy criminals. This place was very hidden. From the outside, it even looked like an ordinary resort hidden in the flowers and green leaves. Wang Liu could not tell where she was.

“You’re here to rest?” Bo Xiao’s expression was a little strange. His fox-like eyes curled up. “Okay, let’s go in together.”

When Wang Liu followed Jun Shiling and gradually walked in, she realized that something was wrong. The security inside was extremely tight, and there was no movement at all. Occasionally, someone chained up would walk past with a shockingly fierce face.

Five hours later, Wang Liu was finally released from the door. At that moment, she was vomiting until her gallbladder was about to break. Her eyes were filled with fear and her entire body trembled.

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In Principal Yang’s office.

“It’s really hard on you. Time is tight. This is also considered a matter of glory for the country, right? I’ll have to trouble you,” Principal Yang said to Xia Wanyuan in embarrassment.

“It’s nothing. Can I hand it in the day after tomorrow?”

“Of course.” Principal Yang nodded.

The Asian Youth Painter Exchange had suddenly begun. It was already too late when China received the news. There were also some works of young painters in the country that could be sent over for exchange, but compared to Xia Wanyuan’s, they were still far inferior.

A few years ago, the champion of the Youth Painter Conference had been taken away by Cherry Blossoms. With Yuan Wanxia around this year, there should be no problem.

“Dad, hurry up. Mom is waiting.” Suddenly, a young man in a cap and a black T-shirt pushed open the door.

Seeing that there was someone in Principal Yang’s office, the young man hurriedly retreated. Halfway through, he suddenly looked up at the guest sitting on the sofa.

Goddess?!!?