Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

Chapter 51 - 51 051 Spiritual Energy recovery

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51: 051 Spiritual Energy recovery?

The class was completely quiet.

They synchronously glanced at Tang Tianjiao, then at Xia Ye.

What’s the story with this woman?

She actually managed to break the badass, cool, and awe-inspiring persona of sister Jiao?

Usually, the delicate girls in the class liked to jokingly call Tang Tianjiao ‘husband’, and now Tang Tianjiao is calling Xia Ye ‘husband’.

Isn’t this level of oppression just on a whole different level?

Then, they saw the legendary “husband’s husband” Xia Ye turn to them, his hand reaching out from his school uniform pocket, caressing Tang Tianjiao’s pretty face: “I was saying how beautiful you are, turns out, you’re my Jiao darling~”

The girls were stunned.

Composed on the surface, but a stampede in their hearts.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

They were shocked, utterly shocked!

This new student named Xia Ye is just too charming!!

“Xia Ye, why are you standing at the back door?

Come, next to the teacher,” it wasn’t until Emperor Yang took the podium that the class calmed down.

They all sat up straight, arms folded over arms, backs ramrod straight.

Emperor Yang introduced Xia Ye to the students and, concerned she might be ostracized, he even chose his words carefully.

Who knew that as soon as he finished, Tang Tianjiao led the class in a spontaneous round of applause, and some even whistled.

Wow, she’s that popular?

Emperor Yang squinted his eyes, it really is an era guided by looks.

He glanced at the last row by the window, where there was a single desk.

He pointed there: “Xia Ye, I think you can start by sitting…”

Tang Tianjiao quickly raised her hand: “Teacher!

My deskmate Zou Wu wants to sit there!

He says it’s quiet!

Let Xia Ye sit with me!”

Zou Wu, on his way back from sending a basin to the restroom, sneezed violently.

Emperor Yang thought for a moment: “Alright, then it’s settled.”

Tang Tianjiao’s smile began to rise, parallel with the sun.

**

With class 19’s main support Tang Tianjiao at the helm, Xia Ye adapted well to the new class.

Before coming, Principal Tian specially told her that the students in class 19 could be quite naughty.

She should tell him if she ever felt uncomfortable.

But now that she saw for herself, wasn’t everything fine?

How simple and unpretentious?

During the long break in the afternoon, returning from the restroom, Xia Ye found that someone had stuffed a lot of snacks into her desk hole.

From beside the window, Zou Wu cast a sad and resentful glance at her.

Tang Tianjiao was snacking all afternoon.

Since growing up, her life had revolved around kendo.

Reminiscing about kindergarten days brought back fond memories.

That was the most carefree time of her life.

“Night Bro, do you remember?

When we were kids, we always played house together with that third person, that bootlicker who would always stick to us.

We acted as the parents, and she played our kid.

I used to be so annoyed by her, but later realized she was actually not bad.

However, she only stayed for two months before transferring to Hai City.

We each gave her a parting gift, do you remember what her name was?”

Because that girl was with them for such a short time, Tang Tianjiao would not have remembered if Xia Ye hadn’t mentioned it: “I don’t remember.”

Tang Tianjiao felt a bit regretful: “Me neither, I only remember it was a two-character name, can’t recall the surname, though.

That girl could flatter like no one else, I still admire her to this day!”

As she spoke, Xia Ye just listened with a smile.

It’s said that Ear Mountain is strict with its rules, but she still repeatedly breaks them to play in the human world.

Because she just likes it here.

Out of the thousands of years, only the few years spent in the human world felt the most real to her.

“Be careful,” Xia Ye suddenly pulled Tang Tianjiao towards himself.

Tang Tianjiao was momentarily baffled.

There was no one passing in the hallway, right?

Careful of what?

Just as she was feeling puzzled, a student at a distance who had just fetched some hot water, holding the thermos filled with boiling water, blew on it and turned his head to talk to a classmate behind him.

“Ah—”

As he passed by her, he tripped over the corner of a desk, and the entire cup of hot water spilled out, guided by inertia, right onto the desk where Tang Tianjiao had just been sitting.

The hot water flowed down the desk, steaming severely.

“Sister Jiao, I’m sorry!

Are you okay?”

Other students around also turned their gaze towards them.

Tang Tianjiao lay in Xia Ye’s arms, still somewhat in shock.

A drop splashed onto the back of her hand.

So hot.

If it weren’t for Xia Ye promptly pulling her away, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

“Next time, walk with your eyes open,” she pretended to flourish her fist.

“Absolutely, absolutely,” the student nearly peed himself.

“Tianjiao, I’ll help you wipe the desk!”

After the desk was wiped, Tang Tianjiao sat back down, glanced at Xia Ye, and blinked adoringly.

What kind of Fairy desk-mate is this?!

“Brother Ye, how did you know his water glass was going to spill?

Could it be that you also know fortune-telling?”

She joked, laughing as she spoke.

But Xia Ye didn’t take it as a joke.

She had also just realized that today the Spiritual Energy was indeed stronger than usual.

She felt exceptionally refreshed all day, having answered a morning’s worth of papers and then attending class in the afternoon.

Although she didn’t really listen.

But she didn’t feel tired at all, whereas on regular days without the support of Spiritual Energy, she would feel listless by the afternoon.

What’s going on?

Did she eat something special today?

**

When Shen Jing knocked on the president’s office door, Dong Mao was inside, having just finished reporting to Jiang Xuan.

“Class 19?”

Jiang Xuan’s deep voice came from inside, “Understood, you may go.”

Dong Mao nodded, glanced at Shen Jing, and left the office.

The moment Shen Jing heard, he knew they were talking about Miss Xia.

He placed down a stack of files, didn’t leave, but stood mysteriously to the side.

Jiang Xuan took out a document and read two pages, then felt a pesky gaze on top of his head.

Looking up, Shen Jing was indeed staring at him.

“?”

Shen Jing gave him a look: “President, you can’t be too serious when chasing a girl.”

Chasing?

Jiang Xuan coughed lightly, speaking slightly faster than usual, “Who said I’m chasing her?”

“Her?” Shen Jing chuckled, “President, I didn’t say who it was…”

He thought he was quite humorous, until the president’s gaze seemed to flay him alive, his smile vanishing from his face without a trace: “…”

He thought he was definitely dead this time, but after a few seconds of silence, he actually heard the president say, “Then how should it be done?”

“Huh?” Shen Jing’s brain short-circuited.

“If you can’t be too serious, then how should it be done?” Jiang Xuan really had the patience, asking again.

Shen Jing didn’t actually have any real-life experience, but he was an avid fan of overbearing CEO stories.

In those novels he read, the male lead spouted smooth talk today, and by accident, the bed collapsed tomorrow, getting the readers’ hearts racing.

It was like…

Shen Jing swallowed hard: “You need to be…

a bit flirty.”

“Flirty in what way?” Jiang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

How should he explain?

Shen Jing furrowed his brow: “Like, you need to know how to flirt, have a bit of light physical contact…”

Before he could finish, Jiang Xuan’s slender, cold white fingers brushed ever so lightly against Shen Jing’s hand resting at his side…

Shen Jing paused, looking up sharply, just as Jiang Xuan turned his gaze towards him.

An unyielding stare landed on his face, the expression teasing, causing Shen Jing’s entire face to instantly redden like a ripe little tomato.

Jiang Xuan: “Just like this?”

Shen Jing gasped for air.

Did he just get flirted with by the president?

Is their president truly abstinent or just pretending?

Why does it feel like he’s even better at it?

That gaze just now, he was about to get a nosebleed, okay!

It’s even more thrilling than reading CEO novels!

“Right…

just like that!

President, I have something else to do!

I’ll be off!”

Stuttering, Shen Jing finished speaking, opened the cabinet door…

pah!

The office door, and quickly slipped away!

After a moment, Jiang Xuan indifferently withdrew his gaze and picked up a document again.

Indulging in desires is a very easy thing, restraint, on the other hand, is the most difficult…