Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 157 - 155 My Girl

Chapter 157: 155 My Girl

By May, the temperature had soared, and the pomegranate flowers by First Middle School had bloomed.

Layer upon layer of petals, clusters of them adorned the branches, plump and rosy.

The students heading to school wore cooler clothes.

Short-sleeved shirts, bright in color and lively in pattern, were hidden underneath school uniforms, enlivening the entire campus.

The mock exams were the last major test before the college entrance exam, with several high schools in Capital City using a unified test paper, and the exam format would closely follow that of the college entrance examination.

Students were randomly assigned to exam rooms, and schools would exchange papers for grading afterwards, with city-wide rankings to be announced upon the release of the results.

The exams were scheduled for Thursday and Friday of this week, and students’ exam room numbers were arranged on Wednesday.

The school’s convenience store was packed during every break between classes, as students came to buy stationery for tomorrow’s exam; by the afternoon, the 2B mechanical pencils used for marking answer sheets had sold out.

The top students bought them by the box.

If your scores weren’t enough, your stationery would make up for it.

Xia Ye didn’t buy any; she was too lazy to prepare these things.

To help students treat the exam with a more relaxed attitude, there was no evening self-study tonight.

After the fourth period in the afternoon, students began to organize their classrooms for the exam, and the sounds of dragging tables could be heard in the corridors.

Because there was no evening self-study, the atmosphere was quite lively.

The boys helped the girls move tables, while the girls helped the boys clean up.

This was standard practice for most classes.

But in Class 19, it was a little different.

The back rows of tables were mostly moved by Xia Ye.

She made it look especially easy to move the tables, and some girls, knowing they had too many things in their desks and that the desks were particularly heavy, were embarrassed to ask her for help; yet often before they even finished speaking, Xia Ye had already moved their tables away.

She was a doer.

She did it one-handed, effortlessly.

Moreover, she arranged the tables neatly, unlike boys from other classes who would leave the tables in disarray.

The girls followed behind, directing the boys who were good for nothing at cleaning, while also wiping the fragrant sweat off their powerfully max boyfriend, Night Brother!

Class 19 was the first to finish cleaning and be dismissed for the day throughout the senior grade.

Xia Ye had just finished packing her backpack when a young boy called out to her from the back door, "Xia Ye, someone left something for you in the reception room. Go and pick it up later."

The boy was just there to pass the message, but his expression was shy, and he awkwardly scratched his head while he spoke.

Normally a chatterbox and mischievous in his own class, in Xia Ye’s presence he became soft-spoken, even gentle.

Xia Ye smiled with a teasing coolness, "Thanks."

The little boy’s face turned beet red!

**

No.3 Middle School had duty students clean the exam rooms, so Yourong got home quite early.

From the moment she arrived, Qiao Yufen wouldn’t allow the servants to speak loudly.

Forget watching television, even household appliances weren’t allowed to be used if they weren’t on mute.

She was afraid anything might disturb her precious granddaughter’s last review before the exam.

Yourong greatly enjoyed this treatment; she felt her grades truly justified such attention.

On her way to her room, she saw a servant on the phone and immediately frowned; the servant, frightened, quickly hung up and bowed in apology.

Yourong held her head high as she walked to her room and sat down at her desk.

But as soon as she took out her review materials and hadn’t even started looking at the first line, her phone vibrated, and she was fidgeting with her phone again.

A WeChat message.

Elegant Young Lady: Dearie, how’s your exam prep for tomorrow? No evening self-study at No.3 Middle School tonight, right?

If you’re well, it’s a sunny day: Hmm, not bad, about the same as the second mock exam, just keep a normal heart towards it.

Elegant schoolgirl: I’ve got to tell you something really interesting. This exam, Class 19 bet with our homeroom teacher, saying if anyone in their class scores full marks on any subject, our teacher has to apologize to them. Lately, they’ve been studying so hard, it’s absolutely hilarious.

Xia Yourong laughed out loud after reading the message.

If you’re well, it’s a sunny day: That’s just overestimating themselves, people really need to know their own limits.

Elegant schoolgirl: Right? I’m just waiting to see what they’ll look like after the results come out.

If you’re well, it’s a sunny day: Don’t forget to fill me in when it happens~

"Xiaorong~" Xu Qing came in with a plate of peeled grapes.

Upon hearing the voice, Xia Yourong quickly pressed her phone under her book and picked up a pen, pretending to be diligently revising.

Xu Qing didn’t see the phone and set down the plate of grapes, picked one up with a fruit fork, and popped it into her daughter’s mouth: "Xiaorong, I heard about this exam’s city-wide ranking, you have to make mom proud. Getting into the top ten of the whole city shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Chewing on the grape, Xia Yourong replied: "Don’t worry, Mom."

When Xia Ye got home, she was carrying a bag she had picked up from the reception desk.

She didn’t rush to open it. After arriving home, she threw it on the living room table along with her backpack and went to pour herself a glass of iced drink from the fridge.

The weather had turned hot, and she herself was naturally warm, so the first thing she almost always did when she came home was this.

"You, slow down with the drinking."

Xia Ye could really gulp down iced water, Xu He would always nag her about it, but although Xia Ye would agree, she couldn’t break the habit.

Xu He shook her head and noticed the bag on the table.

A neat envelope, bulging with something inside, it looked quite official.

"Little Tiangao, what’s inside this?"

Peeking out from near the fridge, Xia Ye glanced at it: "Ah, I don’t know what that is."

Xu He asked for her permission: "Shall Mom open it to take a look?"

Xia Ye spoke casually: "Sure."

The mother and daughter had hardly any secrets between them since Xia Ye was little.

Xu He took the envelope, untwining the thin cotton string from the leather button loop by loop.

Opening it, she reached inside and felt something made of hard plastic, pulled it out, and found a pencil case. It contained everything needed for the exam: a signing pen, 2B mechanical pencils, an eraser, a ruler, and so on, all neatly arranged inside.

Xu He was pleasantly surprised, she had just been meaning to ask her daughter if she had prepared her stationery for tomorrow’s exam, and here someone had already prepared it for her daughter.

Who had prepared it? So thoughtful.

Turning the pencil case over, Xu He noticed a card with written words on the back.

At the same time, Xia Ye received a WeChat message from Jiang Xuan.

Jiang: Did you get the stuff? I was busy with work tonight, so I left the exam supplies for you at the reception desk, also, there’s a handwritten card inside.

Seeing the handwritten card, Xia Ye’s hand froze for a moment.

She looked over at Xu He: "Mom, I..."

She was about to find an excuse to prevent Xu He from seeing the card, but the moment she spoke out, she saw that Xu He had already picked up the card.

The content was brief, written with a signature pen, strong in stroke, elegant and beautiful handwriting.

The first three words.

’Wishing you success.’

Xu He felt this person was quite warm-hearted.

But then, she saw the name that followed—

’My girl.’

Xu He: ...