Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

Chapter 45 - 45 045 Scheming boy

?45: 045 Scheming boy 45: 045 Scheming boy To be precise, it was Jiang Xuan, who was carrying the chicken, walking towards her, but at this moment, in Xia Ye’s eyes, there was only the chicken…

“Can I eat it?” she couldn’t help asking.

A fox has no resistance to a chicken.

Jiang Xuan set the box with the roasted chicken on the hood of the car, next to a cup of non-alcoholic Tonic Water, and chuckled softly as he looked at her somewhat dazed expression, “Of course.”

It was prepared for her after all.

Xia Ye glanced at the packaging box.

The box was eco-friendly and exquisite, even bearing the ‘Godear’ logo on it.

It was from the Western restaurant where Xia Yuzheng had taken her the day she returned to the Capital City.

No wonder it smelled so good; the food from that restaurant really suited her taste.

In fact, she was rather picky, so the fact that the food suited her taste so well meant…

she must have some fate with that restaurant…

As the box opened, a waft of steam surged into her nostrils.

Wow, it’s still hot.

Look at that plump and perky little butt, those agile and cute wings, the gracefully long neck.

It must have been quite diligent in working out while it was alive.

While Xia Ye was still contemplating whether to eat back in the car, her body honestly tore off a chicken leg.

After all, where they parked was quite secluded, with no one passing by.

The roasted chicken had crispy skin and tender meat, dripping with juicy flavors, as she nibbled away with her tiny mouth sizzling with oil.

Jiang Xuan covertly pursed his lips, his eyes darkening.

Xia Ye was relishing her food, but she still ate gracefully, without making a mess.

However, one hand was clearly not enough, and her other hand was holding a cellphone, hesitant to stuff it in her pocket for fear of staining her school uniform with grease.

Jiang Xuan offered his rare considerateness, “I can hold your cellphone for you.”

Xia Ye gave it to him.

“Is there anything private in the phone?”

Xia Ye didn’t know why he would ask that, “No.”

Xia Xian brought back breakfast.

Casually, he also took out a bun and was about to put it into his mouth.

He was walking quickly, fearing that his dearly pampered little sister might be hungry, but from a distance, he saw—

His little sister eating something given by a strange man?

Who would dare…

Xia Xian took another couple of steps forward, and the moment he recognized that man’s face, he halted in his tracks.

President Jiang?

Xia Xian blinked hard.

He had just met President Jiang a few days ago because of that batch of goods; there was no way he could have mistaken him.

But how did they run into each other?

He had heard that a few days ago, Uncle Wang’s car broke down, and it was President Jiang who had given Little Tiangao and his older sister a ride to school.

Could it be another coincidence this time?

Could it be a bit…

too coincidental?

Before he could figure out what was going on, he then saw his little sister choke a little from eagerly eating the roasted chicken.

“Is that for drinking?” Xia Ye asked as she reached out for the cup of Tonic Water.

“I’ll get it for you,” said Jiang Xuan, intending to help her, but Xia Ye’s hand had already stretched out.

The result was that as soon as her hand touched the cup, Jiang Xuan’s hand grasped hers.

Both of them froze in their movements simultaneously.

With a “plop,” the bun in Xia Xian’s hand fell to the ground, rolling away.

Xia Ye looked at the clasped hands, a bit startled.

Daring to touch the hand of the revered ancestor?

Just as she was about to flare up, she suddenly realized, this man had quite beautiful hands.

His palm was large, fingers clean and tidy, only the center of his palm was a bit warm…

It was not until a bun rolled to her feet that Xia Ye pulled her hand back and followed its path to see her third brother standing utterly still right there.

His hand was still in a half-grasping gesture, making it obvious that the bun had fallen from his grasp.

Xia Ye, “Bro, why are you standing so far away?

Why don’t you come over?”

Suppressing the twitching at the corner of his eye, Xia Xian hastened forward and yanked Xia Ye behind him.

He really wanted to blurt out, “You son of a bitch, dare to touch my sister’s hand?” But remembering that the man opposite him was President Jiang, after a few deep breaths, he managed to force out a smile that was anything but friendly, “What brings President Jiang, such a busy man, to this place?”

Jiang Xuan glanced at his empty palm and, concealing his reaction, slipped his hand into his trouser pocket as a matter-of-fact excuse, “Dropping my nephew off at school.”

“I see,” Xia Xian deliberately distanced their relationship, turning to Xia Ye, “Little Tiangao, say goodbye to Uncle Jiang.”

Xia Ye uttered an “Oh,” “Goodbye, Uncle Jiang.”

Jiang Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he returned the phone to Xia Ye and left.

Even after Jiang Xuan had driven away, Xia Xian remained on high alert.

Even though a man like Jiang Xuan, with power, prestige, and still single, was the dream match for all the ladies in the Capital City, one they dare not even think about.

But how old was his sister, really?

She’s not even of age, okay?!

He hoped he was overthinking it.

After all, Jiang Xuan had been single for many years, known to everyone as someone who kept his distance from women, the untouchable flower of the Capital City.

Xia Ye looked down at her phone, feeling the faint residual warmth of the man’s palm.

A thought flashed through her mind about the time Jiang Xuan requested to add her on WeChat, which she hadn’t accepted.

Since she had eaten his chicken, she might as well add him.

Just as she was about to do so, she noticed a new notification in WeChat.

[You have added “Jiang Xuan” as a contact, you can start chatting now.]

Huh?

When did she add him?

Xia Ye twisted her brows in confusion, then remembered that just a moment ago, Jiang Xuan had offered to hold her phone for her.

“…”

F*ck!

—-

On the first day of school, the campus was bustling with groups of people, a stark contrast to the eeriness of two days ago.

There were also quite a few students lingering under the office building.

And most of these students stood out in the school, exuding a sense of superiority.

For example, there were class officers waiting to collect the new term’s schedule, students rehearsing for a performance or speech at the opening ceremony in a few days, and offspring of rich families whose parents were inside talking with the teachers, waiting for them to come out.

Seeing the crowd inside, Xia Xian said, “I’ll go in to ask about today’s test for you.

You wait here, be good.”

Xia Ye agreed.

She remembered she forgot to bring the study points her second brother had marked but simply shrugged it off.

Because she didn’t need them anyway.

Hands in her pockets, she leaned her back against a lamppost, one leg propping her up against the ground while the other bent and rested on the lamppost, her gaze cold and aloof.

Without a word, she inadvertently caught attention.

The students quickly noticed Xia Ye leaning against the lamppost and started to gossip.

“Look, look, that’s her!”

“Who?”

“The daughter the Xia Family brought back from the countryside that was mentioned in the post!”

“Really?

She actually came to our school?

Isn’t she illiterate?

How could she get into First Middle School?”

“Hey, she’s the darling of the Xia Family; what’s wrong with attending First Middle School?

Maybe she will even go to college in the future!

What can’t money buy??”

A few days ago, there was a hot post in the school forum.

It said that the Xia Family had inserted their illiterate daughter from the countryside into First Middle School.

The post even attached a photo of Xia Ye.

However, because it involved student privacy, it was quickly deleted by the admin.

The students who saw it had a variety of opinions, most thinking it was a rumor, but they didn’t expect to actually see the girl on campus today…