Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 290 - 236 has started!_2

Chapter 290: 236 has started!_2

But Xu He never expected that all her efforts not only failed to earn her a bit of genuine sympathy, Xiaorong could not even stand her "Little Tiangao" anymore.

Whether it was the school PPT, or the time she secretly took the flowers from Little Tiangao.

All of this was challenging Xu He’s bottom line over and over again.

She was gentle as water, always tolerant and magnanimous in everything.

But there was one exception—nobody must hurt her Little Tiangao. If that line was crossed, don’t blame her for turning her face coldly.

Xia Yourong looked at the mother-daughter duo coveting the Xia Family’s property, feeling just like those true heiresses in idol dramas who are pitiful and ostracized.

Since she was already caught red-handed last time stealing Xia Ye’s flowers and they had torn facades already, there was no need for her to maintain a superficial relationship with Xu He anymore.

Right now, she had something more important to do.

Accomplishing this not only would greatly elevate her status within the Xia Family but also turn Xu He into a laughingstock in the Capital City!

Xia Yuzheng’s tone was devoid of his previous enthusiasm: "Yourong, spend more time with your grandma at the family home in the next few days. She’s always liked you the most. Her eightieth birthday is coming up soon. If you keep her company, it will boost her spirits."

Xia Yourong walked towards him with a sweet smile: "I know, Dad. I came to see you today; I’m usually with Grandma anyway."

Xia Ye replied to a WeChat message on his phone, his actions neither hurried nor slow.

FB team Xia Xing: Little Tiangao, I’m at the club here. I just finished a phase test for the trainees. Your little disciple ranked second in overall ability. He’s improving quickly. He’s got potential.

Xia Ye’s arm rested on the back of the sofa, while his other hand typed on his phone single-handedly, accidentally exuding a boss-like demeanor.

Heaven Has No Eyes: Hmm~

Xia Yourong walked up to Xia Yuzheng’s side. Just as she set down her bag, she saw something that made her exclaim, "Dad, how come you have so many white hairs?"

As she said it, she tried to move behind him to help him pull out the white hairs.

Xia Yuzheng paused, then sat down to one side, discretely dodging: "Ah, it’s normal to get white hair as you age. There’s no need to pull them out. Have Wu Ma bring you some fruit to eat. Don’t bother yourself since you don’t come here often."

But Xia Yourong obviously did not want to leave it at that and still insisted: "It’s okay, let me help you pull a few. It’ll be quick."

Xia Yuzheng dodged again: "I said there’s no need. Besides, it’s not just one or two; how could you pull them all out?"

Was she trying to leave him bald?

He would rather be a white-haired old man with a full head of hair than a bald man with black hair.

Xia Ye’s glance fell on the two, barely perceptible. Watching Xia Yourong’s insistent attempt to pull out her father’s hair, he curved his lips into a meaningful smile.

Xia Yourong definitely didn’t visit just to be sociable. She was making a beeline for her father’s head the moment she arrived; she was certainly up to some scheme.

The phone in Xia Ye’s hand deftly spun around twice: "Dad, let sister help you pull them out. Having white hairs makes you look less energetic."

"Really? I look less energetic?" Xia Yuzheng frowned upon hearing this, and since Yeye didn’t like it, the hairs definitely had to be pulled.

He sat up straight, making it easier for Xia Yourong to help him with his hair.

Xia Yourong smiled triumphantly, picked out the healthiest and most intact strand of hair, and plucked it out from the root.

’Hiss—’ Xia Yuzheng clicked his tongue and reached out to her: "Yourong, let me have a look how white it really got..."

But the hair Xia Yourong plucked was not a white hair at all, it was black.

She stuffed the hair strand into her pocket somewhat frantically: "Ah, don’t know where it went."

As she said this, she bent down and pretended to look for it.

Xia Yuzheng waved his hand dismissively, "Then forget it, no need to look."

Xia Yourong sighed in relief, unaware that Xia Ye caught every little movement of hers.

Xia Ye looked at her as if he were watching a monkey perform tricks.

One single hair...

Xia Ye suddenly became quite anticipative of Qiao Yufen’s eightieth birthday celebration...

**

On August 4th, the Beijing Grand Hotel’s Fushou Hall was decked out in lights and colors, with a pair of festive red ’longevity’ characters adhered to the expensive solid wood doors of the private rooms.

Qiao Yufen was wearing a gown sent by Xu Qing, which showed off her wealth and status.

Guests arrived bearing gifts for the banquet, and the first thing everyone did upon seeing her was to offer their congratulations on her long life.

"Madam Qiao, how can you look like someone celebrating an eightieth birthday? You appear to be just over 60!"

"Indeed, Madam Qiao is vivid in spirit because of the joyous occasion. Born into wealth and leisure without worries, with four grandsons and two granddaughters, each one more successful than the last."

"Yes, Madam Qiao, especially your youngest granddaughter Yeye, the national college entrance examination’s top scorer with a perfect score. What an honor that is!"