Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 135 Sharkman Heartslayer

Chapter 135: 135 Sharkman Heartslayer

In the car, Wang Dahai successfully dropped Xia Ye off at her destination, sweating bullets all the while.

At that time, as soon as the second young miss got into the car, Wang Dahai started the engine, cheerfully ready to head to Xia Enterprise, but the second young miss said, "Go to the old Jiang Family house."

Now wherever Xia Ye said to go, Wang Dahai would go without any hesitation.

That was what he thought at the time—

’Mr. Xia, it was you who assigned me to be the second young miss’s private driver! To listen to the second young miss!’

As Wang Dahai was pondering this, his phone suddenly started vibrating.

Seeing the caller ID, his hand shook with fright, and he almost couldn’t hold onto the phone.

Hurriedly answering, he replied with great politeness, "Madam, may I know your instructions?"

Xu He sounded puzzled, "Dahai, is the second young miss alright?"

Whether or not to bring soup to her husband was secondary; her primary concern was to ensure Little Tiangao wouldn’t get into trouble.

Wang Dahai stuttered for an instant, "Nothing’s wrong, madam. You can rest assured while I’m driving."

Since there was no issue, Xu He casually asked, "Didn’t you go to the company?"

To whom was Little Tiangao delivering soup if not to the office?

Wang Dahai chuckled awkwardly, "Well... it was like this... on the way, the second young miss received a call from a classmate who also caught a cold. As you know, madam, the second young miss has the kindest heart, so she decided to..."

He really was quite the clever rascal...

Xu He ’Oh’ed and said, "I see, then take good care of the second young miss, and let her keep her sick classmate company. But she should also take care of herself. Don’t catch a cold..."

Xu He gently instructed for quite a while, and Wang Dahai agreed to everything.

Xia Ye sent Jiang Xuan a WeChat message. She would just drop something off and wouldn’t go inside to disturb him.

It would be fine for him to have a servant come out to take it.

Nurturing a fellow cultivator in good health would provide her with endless Spiritual Energy.

Jiang: You’re bringing me something?

Sky Without Eyes: Mhm, something for the cold. I’m downstairs.

Jiang Xuan had woken up early and was reading on the balcony, feeling slightly better from his cold symptoms.

He hadn’t thought about seeing Xia Ye these past few days, indeed fearing he might infect her, but hearing she was bringing him something, Jiang Xuan found himself struggling with restraint.

He didn’t want to send a servant; he wanted to go himself so he could see her.

Jiang: Find a warm place, I’ll be right down.

Xia Ye waited for two minutes, then at the front door downstairs, Jiang Xuan came down.

He wore a light gray V-neck sweater paired with matching satin-finish casual trousers.

Unlike his usual cold and unapproachable demeanor, at first glance, he gave off a rare sense of relaxed and comfortable domesticity.

The moment he came out, he saw Xia Ye.

Instead of finding a warm place to wait, Xia Ye stood in a conspicuous spot.

She nodded her chin at him, he walked towards her.

But just as he reached the halfway point, someone suddenly came out of nowhere—a person he hadn’t seen in a while who also specifically came to see Jiang Xuan that day.

It was truly a coincidence. This person also had sent many emails without receiving a reply from the Jiangs.

So today, she simply decided to wait at the bottom of the Jiang’s residence. She did not know whether Jiang Xuan was home or would come out, but she planned to wait as long as it took, hoping to move the magnate with her sincerity.

She never expected her luck to be so good; she only waited for an hour before the President Jiang actually did come down.

Could it be... had he seen her from upstairs in advance?

"President Jiang, do you remember me?" Jian Manman blocked Jiang Xuan’s path.

She had specifically chosen a formal outfit for the day.

She didn’t appear as scheming as last time, looking quite conservative, as if she had come with sincere intentions to discuss cooperation.

Xia Ye was not far away, yet an unexpected Cheng Yaojin emerged, causing Jiang Xuan to frown.

"President Jiang, I was too impulsive last time. I’ve been reflecting on my actions and I truly wish to cooperate with the Jiang Family. I’ve just taken on a big production, and if I could endorse the Jiang Family’s jewelry, it would be perfect to promote it within the show..."

Jian Manman felt that even if she was rejected in love, she should at least succeed in business.

After all, she truly was an excellent fit for the role.

Even if President Jiang didn’t favor her personally, from a purely business perspective, she should be the chosen one.

However, if the media were to take it upon themselves to hype up a scandal between the two of them... she couldn’t be blamed for that...

She believed the offer she made was very tempting: "President Jiang, believe me, there’s really no better choice than me."

Jiang Xuan tilted his chin up slightly, his gaze icy: "From what you’re saying, it seems we couldn’t find a better spokesperson than you?"

Jian Manman smiled ingratiatingly, "Ah, that’s not what I meant, I just..."

Jiang Xuan interrupted her, "Sorry, but we’ve already discussed someone else for the endorsement of the Jiang Family’s summer collection."

He looked ahead.

Rather than calling security to drive Jian Manman away, Jiang Xuan had a much more definitive way to crush her hopes.

In the way she had always wanted.

And in the process, it would satisfy his own personal agenda.

Jian Manman couldn’t believe it; she had been monitoring the Jiang Family’s movements closely and never heard of any potential collaboration.

"Impossible... President Jiang, are you just using this as a way to reject me? You say there’s already someone in mind—could you tell me who it is then? Is it the newly announced Best Actress, or perhaps..."

She named several high-profile actresses and singers rumored to be interested in being the new face of the Jiang Family.

"That person happens to be here today," said Jiang Xuan, as he stepped forward.

Jian Manman turned her head in bewilderment, following his gaze.

And she saw...

Xia Xing’s sister, Xia Ye!

Dressed like a student, with a small floral-patterned thermal bag in her hand.

Without a hint of celebrity charisma.

Relying solely on her delicately beautiful face.

Jian Manman called out to Jiang Xuan’s retreating figure, "President Jiang, please don’t joke like that. Such a big company as the Jiang Family couldn’t possibly choose an unknown, unremarkable high school girl as their spokesperson. If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, we can still discuss it further..."

Jian Manman clearly didn’t believe a word.

As Xia Ye watched Jiang Xuan approach, she raised the hand that was holding the thermal pot, intending to hand it over to him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan did not take the thermal pot from her hand, but instead grabbed her other hand.

Every time Jiang Xuan had pulled her along in the past, he had restrained himself to her wrist.

This time, however, he grasped her hand directly.

The skin on our hands is the most sensitive to touch.

Xia Ye instinctively tried to pull her hand away, rather angrily: "Let go."

But at the same time, another voice in her heart whispered,

— ’Whoa, his hand is so big and warm!’

Jiang Xuan chuckled, not only refusing to let go but also holding on tighter.

Their fingers interlocked, the man’s large hand firmly holding Xia Ye’s slender and fair fingers.

Every interstice could feel the warm friction between their skins.

The man whispered in her ear, "I helped you last time, now it’s your turn to cover for me."

After finishing his words, he turned to face the stunned Jian Manman, rooted to the spot: "Now do you understand why we chose her as our spokesperson?"