Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 151: Ancestor 151 is a treasure all over!

Chapter 151: Ancestor 151 is a treasure all over!

Wang Dahai could clearly sense that Miss Second was not in a good mood today.

From the moment she got into the car, she had been replying to messages in the back seat, her eyebrows and eyes cold and irritable, as if she was going to lose her cool any second.

With a strong desire to survive, Wang Dahai quietly drove the car, not daring to disturb her at all.

Spiritual Energy: Was the video from Jiang Yunyang?

Jiang Xuan always had a principle—morals to the side, Xia Ye in the center.

He replied right away.

Jiang: Yes, it’s from him. (Jiang Yunyang: ?)

Xia Ye: ...Little Yangyang, you’re dead meat!

If only she hadn’t agreed to let him film.

He did indeed obediently refrain from posting it online, but he showed it privately to someone else!

And it was the very person whom she least wanted to see it!

Remembering how she looked in the video wearing a short skirt, she wanted to smash her head against a block of tofu.

Chills ran up her spine!

Xia Ye: Uncle Jiang, could I trouble you for something?

She wanted him to delete the video.

But before Xia Xing could ask, Jiang Xuan responded as if he already knew what she wanted, straightaway.

Jiang: I can’t.

His response was very calm.

Anyway, he had already saved the video and even made a backup of it, locked away in a safe...

Xia Ye felt that Jiang Xuan was really a bit odd. She had always felt an inexplicable familiarity with him, and now, even this infuriating anger was all too familiar.

This man, just involuntarily made people care.

If other people had seen the video of her in a skirt, it might have been slightly better, but it had to be Jiang Xuan who saw it, which was mortifying!

Spiritual Energy: I think you... you’re a bit strange.

Now back at the old house, Jiang Xuan was sitting on the living room sofa without the lights on, lit only by the glow of his phone screen, illuminating his unrivaled handsome face.

Although the voice of the little coquette in the video was very fitting, if it could be changed to Xia Ye’s own voice...

The color of Jiang Xuan’s eyes was unfathomably deep. After watching that video over and over again and backing out to the chatbox, he saw the message that Xia Ye had sent.

Jiang: Strange how?

Spiritual Energy: Can’t quite put my finger on it, just that you seem different from others!

Jiang Xuan leisurely loosened his tie, falling silent as he gazed at his phone screen.

The little girl seemed to be getting suspicious.

After a short while, his fingers that had paused were on the move again.

Jiang: You think I’m different from others, could it be because... you have a little crush on me?

He hadn’t overthought it, just wanted to sidetrack her from fixating on his identity.

But unconsciously, he was leading Xia Ye on a seductive chase.

At that moment, sitting in the back of the car, Xia Ye, facing Jiang Xuan’s astounding reply, was somewhat stunned.

Hiss...

Could the weird feeling she always had for Uncle Jiang... be because she liked him?

Was that why she didn’t want him to see the video of her wearing a short skirt??

It was possible...

Uncle Jiang was handsome, and she did find him quite appealing...

What started as a rather normal conversation suddenly felt unnatural to her once she realized she might have feelings for Uncle Jiang.

Xia Ye didn’t reply anymore, throwing her phone back into her bag.

Through the rearview mirror, Wang Dahai noticed that Miss Second’s complexion was slightly flushed.

Not sure if he was angry or what...

When she got back home, Xia Xing was waiting for her on the couch.

Seeing her return, he immediately stood up, feeling strangely excited, and suddenly understood why Gu Mingzhi was always so thrilled to see him, "Little Tiangao, your big brother wanted to ask you something..."

Xia Ye didn’t hear a word he said and turned the corner without looking back, heading straight for her room.

His warm approach was met with a cold shoulder, that was the exact definition of the expression.

But Xia Xing didn’t mind; with his long legs, he quickly caught up to her just as she reached the door to her room.

Xia Ye, propping the door with her hand, turned around and noticed him, "Big Brother? What’s up?"

In the past, whenever Xia Xing looked at Xia Ye, his eyes were full of affection, convinced that she was a little koi fish bringing good fortune, a sure bet for success.

But looking at Xia Ye now, he could still see fireworks sparkling in his eyes.

He might not know much about investments, but in the world of eSports, he definitely had a say; this stuff couldn’t rely solely on luck.

"Little Tiangao, big brother didn’t notice before, but when you play games with big brother, do you play with just one hand?"

Xia Ye: ...

She must not have checked the almanac before going out today.

"How did you know?"

Xia Xing’s face all but spelled ’When are you going to try and fool big brother?’, as he took out his phone, found a video of Night God, and held it up to Xia Ye’s face, "I’ve watched all your gaming videos."

Xia Ye: ?

Xia Xing continued, "Big brother also wanted to ask, who’s managing your short video account?"

Xia Ye: ??

Xia Xing said, "Our club has been looking for you so hard, never imagined this talented player is big brother’s little sister. Old Pang has been sending you private messages you never replied to. Are you thinking of joining big brother’s team after graduation?"

Xia Ye: ???

She didn’t understand a single word Xia Xing was saying.

She took the phone out of Xia Xing’s hand and briefly scrolled through the videos.

It didn’t take long for her to figure out what was going on.

Because besides playing games with her big brother, she would only accept invitations from one other person, Jiang Yunyang.

Little Yangyang! You’re really done for!!!

As for the private messages she hadn’t replied to, that must have been something Jiang Yunyang had overlooked, because if he had seen them, knowing his character, he would have certainly run over to her begging for a hug.

Shameless yet proud of it!

Xia Ye’s head began to hurt.

Seeing her silent, Xia Xing thought she was just too shy to respond.

"Don’t worry, big brother supports your decision. The college entrance exams are just two months away, and it’s a critical time. You should focus on your studies. Big brother can wait for you, not just two months, even if it’s two years from now, Old Pang would be over the moon..."

A twitch in the corner of Xia Ye’s eye, she murmured, "Let’s talk about it in two years then..."

Xia Xing didn’t catch it, "Hm? Little Tiangao, what did you just say?"

Xia Ye forced out a smile befitting of an innocent seventeen-year-old girl, "Nothing, thanks for understanding, big brother."

Xia Xing affectionately patted her head, still amazed at her talent, truly like finding a treasure, "Then get some rest early..."

As he turned around, he suddenly felt a colorful, bright phosphorescence shooting from his little sister’s room.

Without intending to, he looked past her, just as Xia Ye quietly moved to block his view, "Then I’ll go take a shower and rest, good night, big brother."

Xia Xing thought he must be seeing things, withdrew his gaze, nodded, and closed the door for her.

Xia Ye leaned against the door, looking towards her balcony.

The four pots of flowers, nourished by spiritual energy over time, were now more stunning than ever.

In the darkness, they emitted red, yellow, blue, and purple phosphorescence in four distinct colors.

Xia Ye sighed softly.

The legacy of the ancient ancestors was so potent that staying low-key was difficult!