Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 137 Night Sister’s astonishing views on love!

Chapter 137: 137 Night Sister’s astonishing views on love!

The servants’ hands trembled violently as they poured the tea!

Only thanks to the many years of dedicated training by the gold-star home service company, the tea didn’t spill.

Holy shit!

That explosive?!

Mr. Jiang is so fierce!

Miss Xia is so lucky!

Xia Ye, however, wasn’t as shocked as the servants.

The Dual Cultivation she had in mind was something quite serious.

She had mentioned it once before, but then she said she was just joking.

She didn’t expect Uncle Jiang to remember it.

She chuckled to herself.

This fellow daoist, quite in tune, huh~

In the CEO’s office.

After instructing Wang Dahai over the phone, Xu He went to take a nap.

Since starting on her daughter’s medicine, she had been sleeping nearly twelve hours a day, it seemed like she was making up for all the sleep she missed in the first half of her life.

Initially, she just didn’t want to waste Little Tiangao’s goodwill, but now, she felt more and more energetic every day and began to find it miraculous.

She was sleeping so soundly and deeply at the moment that she completely forgot to tell Xia Yuzheng that her daughter had already given the soup to someone else.

So Xia Yuzheng was still waiting, and he hadn’t even gone for lunch.

He was afraid that if he ate too much, he wouldn’t be able to appreciate how delicious his wife’s soup was.

The clock on the wall pointed to 13:00, and the stomach of a certain chairman "gurgled" appropriately.

He sniffed.

Not only did he miss out on Little Tiangao’s cold medicine!

Now, he didn’t even get his wife’s soup!!!

In the afternoon, Tian Hanwen sent a WeChat message to Xia Ye, wanting to ask her out for a meal.

When Xia Ye received the message, she was still lying on the exceptionally immersive big sofa at the Jiang Family home, holding her phone and playing games.

Jiang Xuan was sitting on a single sofa next to her, looking at contracts, occasionally glancing over at Xia Ye.

Staying at the Jiang Family’s was so comfortable that she felt a bit too lazy to move.

The servants were like mind readers; just as she thought she was a bit thirsty, a servant came directly with a cup of fresh, ice-chilled orange juice for her.

Latter, after playing games for a while, feeling like lunch had digested and getting a bit hungry,

In less than ten minutes, a delivery man in light yellow uniform appeared outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Hello, your delivery has arrived. May I ask if you are the one with the phone ending in xxxx..."

The delivery was brought in, two boxes of freshly made, piping hot fried chicken.

Xia Ye’s eyes brightened.

And so, every time she felt it was time to leave, an endless array of nice things would appear.

Latter on, she just kept staying till now.

When Tian Hanwen’s WeChat ’ding dong’ sounded, Jiang Xuan cast a sidelong glance at Xia Ye, seemingly calm, "Do you have other plans for the afternoon?"

Xia Ye hesitated as to whether to go or not, frowning lightly, "A friend wants to ask me out."

Jiang Xuan leisurely turned a page of the contract, paused halfway through, "Oh, will you go? Should I drive you?"

Xia Ye thought for half a minute, "Let’s not, you’ll talk tomorrow."

The page Jiang Xuan was halfway through turning fell back into place with relief, and he looked toward a servant, "Cut the cake and bring it over."

Keeping the little ancestor entertained and comfortable, so she would stay at his home a little longer.

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On Sunday, Tian Hanwen, not wanting to be beaten to the punch again, directly asked her out for breakfast!

They agreed to meet at a small restaurant that had a strong old Capital City flavor.

He remembered that his boss used to love Capital City’s traditional fermented soybean drink and fried dough rings.

They often had breakfast together.

Tian Hanwen ordered quite a few of the specialty items they had eaten before, all placed in front of Xia Ye.

"Yesterday...you spent the day at President Jiang’s house?" Tian Hanwen asked tentatively.

Xia Ye took a sip of the fermented soybean drink and nodded, "More like half a day."

Tian Hanwen used to admire President Jiang immensely. He had been sponsoring First Middle School for many years and his status in the Capital City business circles was well known. Tian had even thought that the future Mrs. Jiang would undoubtedly be the happiest woman in the Capital City.

So in the past, when he occasionally heard that President Jiang would come to pick up Xia Ye from school, although he disapproved of a high school girl getting too close to a member of society, deep down, he was actually quite happy for Xia Ye.

But since last Friday, when he recognized his boss, his thoughts had changed!

President Jiang might be outstanding, but he was still a bit lacking compared to his boss.

In his mind, his boss was like a hero who would show up in times of chaos. With her, no matter how fantastical the events, it would never be too shocking.

He remembered back then; his boss was surrounded by big shots with frightening identities from all over the world. If those people knew she had returned, who knew what kind of turmoil they would stir up?

Compared to that, President Jiang was just...

Tian Hanwen could only think of one phrase—’merely a mortal.’

"Boss..." Tian Hanwen had just spoken when the waiter clearing the plates gave him a strange look.

An elderly man with thin and graying hair calling a high school girl "boss"—who wouldn’t find that strange upon seeing it?

Xia Ye: "You should just call me by my name."

Tian Hanwen chuckled and nodded.

It wasn’t strange that he misspoke; 50 years ago, when he first met her, she had just passed her youth.

Not much different from now.

He had seen a post online yesterday saying that every few decades, some people with very similar looks would appear.

Isn’t that his boss?

She had descended from the sky 50 years ago and then disappeared mysteriously.

years later, she once again appeared in front of him, looking very young.

How did she come here? And would she leave again? Tian Hanwen didn’t know, and he didn’t dare to ask.

But he truly cherished these days when he could meet his boss again.

Due to family circumstances, he had shouldered heavy responsibilities from a young age. All his life, he had been strict with himself and with others, a paragon of virtue in everyone’s eyes. But only in front of his boss, he felt as if he could return to his childhood, at ease and relaxed.

It used to be the boss who took care of him.

Now that he had some abilities, he could finally look after his boss!

Tian Hanwen wasn’t sure how old the current Xia Ye really was. It might not be just the 50-year gap; perhaps Xia Ye was already hundreds of years old...

But for the time being, he went by her current age and said, "You are still young now, you should focus on your studies, and not get too close to President Jiang... Moreover, I think... President Jiang is... not a match for you. I have seen your abilities, and you are much stronger than him..."

He felt that after he finished his heartfelt speech, Xia Ye would surely give it some serious thought.

Who would have known, Xia Ye just paused for two seconds and then said with a particularly cool tone, "Isn’t it normal for me to be stronger than him?"

She is the old ancestor, after all.

Tian Hanwen: ?

Xia Ye: "What do men need to be so strong for?"

Tian Hanwen: ??

Xia Ye popped a fried dough ring into her mouth: "He’s quite good-looking, and if there’s a chance in the future... Having him as a vase at home would be quite nice."

Tian Hanwen: ......

Little ancestor, are you getting this mixed up?

Isn’t that a straight man’s line of thought!!

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Jiang Grandpa: I heard my wife wants to support me...