Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 297 - 238 women in ancient paintings!_3

Chapter 297: 238 women in ancient paintings!_3

She held a portable electric kettle in her hand, suddenly unsure of her decision.

"Can we use electric kettles in the dorms at Beijing University?"

While she hesitated, the kettle was taken from her hands by someone across from her.

Jiang Xuan squinted his handsome eyes and checked the wattage label on the bottom of the kettle, "Beijing University dorms allow appliances under 650 watts; this kettle is low wattage, so it can be used."

He looked serious as he spoke and then expertly twisted a plastic bag, neatly packing the kettle into it and placing it in the suitcase.

Xu He’s mouth twitched.

How come President Jiang was also here?!

Madam Wu said respectfully from the side, "Madam, President Jiang just arrived. When he heard that you were packing Miss Xu’s luggage, he said he wanted to help you out."

"Sorry to intrude," Jiang Xuan said, although he didn’t feel like an outsider at all.

He put down the things he had brought, neatly rolled up his shirt sleeves, squatted in front of the suitcase, and began to pack.

Xu He felt embarrassed: "President Jiang, I can pack. You can go and rest outside. It’s already ten-thirty, and I guess in a little while, Yeye is going to wake up..."

Jiang Xuan replied calmly and confidently, "It’s alright. We’re all family here, no need to be polite."

Xu He: ???

Jiang Xuan took out what he had brought, each item already pre-packed and looking very tidy and clean: "I brought some daily necessities she might need, let’s pack them together. They’re consumables, so it’s okay if they’re the same as what you’ve prepared."

Xu He looked at his efficient actions, more so than her own, and was surprised.

— ’Not only is President Jiang capable, but he is also attentive and understanding.’

— ’Nothing like Little Tiangao’s dad with his straight-man syndrome.’

— ’Little Tiangao is carefree most of the time, just needs someone who cares about her like this; if they really get together in the future, it does feel quite reassuring, doesn’t it?’

Jiang Xuan paused his work, looked at her, and replied seriously, "Yes."

Xu He: "What?"

She had just been thinking to herself and hadn’t spoken aloud, of course not expecting Jiang Xuan’s seamless ’Yes’ to be in response to her.

Jiang Xuan gave a profound smile: "Nothing, is Mr. Xia not here?"

He casually changed the subject.

The effect was good; Xu He immediately followed up in response to his question: "Yes, Little Tiangao’s dad has gone to the Botanical Association. They have another exchange day today, and he was discussing with Little Tiangao last night about taking one of her flowers. After a long debate, Little Tiangao agreed. You don’t know, she really treasures her small flowers and plants..."

She said this with a smile, and Jiang Xuan listened with a smile.

Whenever people talked about that little girl, the man’s smile would always involuntarily climb up to his brows.

This fact hadn’t changed for thousands of years.

Of course, he knew how much that little girl cherished her flowers and plants; the last time he visited her at Fox Hole, he accidentally stepped on the leaf of a flower she had planted, and the little girl fought with him for a whole day and night.

Jiang Xuan smiled lightly, "I heard there’s an elderly professor surnamed Bian in the association, who is a professor at the Department of Biomedical Sciences at Beijing University?"

Xu He’s expression was full of approval: "President Jiang has really done his homework. Yes, Little Tiangao’s dad knew Professor Bian from before, but it wasn’t until after Little Tiangao got into the Department of Biomedical Sciences that he realized, isn’t Professor Bian on the faculty there? He’s there today to have a talk with Professor Bian, to ask him to look after Little Tiangao a bit more in the future."

Jiang Xuan curved his lips, his tone was certain and his demeanor distinguished: "You and Mr. Xia don’t need to worry about that. When school starts, Professor Bian will surely take good care of Little Tiangao."

Xu He didn’t fully grasp the deep meaning behind his words and thought he meant that the professor would take care of her because Little Tiangao scored top marks on the exam.

Xu He gently said, "Still, it’s more reassuring to give a heads-up in advance..."

**

Meanwhile, at the Botanical Association.

As expected, the peculiar flowers Xia Yuzheng brought attracted everyone’s attention.

The surrounding whispers were endless.

Old Han and Principal Zou couldn’t stop exclaiming, "Incredible, this flower is simply incredible."

Xia Yuzheng laughed with pride, "When will the old master come over? I wanted him to help identify these."

The "old master" he was referring to was the botanist, Professor Bian.

Old Han naturally lifted his chin slightly, "He should be paying his respects to the Ancestral Master’s portrait; he’ll probably come out soon. I’ve heard that this tradition started with Professor Bian’s great teacher, and once when I happened to visit Professor Bian, I caught a glimpse of that old painting, which depicts an ancient woman..."