Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 82 - 082 Jiang Ye’s Gospel, Flirting Over and Over

Chapter 82: 082 Jiang Ye’s Gospel, Flirting Over and Over

The moment his hand was grasped, Jiang Xuan rarely panicked.

But Xia Ye didn’t notice, as her attention was focused entirely on Jian Manman across from her.

Jian Manman pretended to sip her coffee, but Xia Ye knew that she couldn’t taste anything right now.

"Xia Ye, what exactly are you trying to do," Jiang Xuan’s gaze fixed intently on her face, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and his throat felt scratchy and uncomfortable.

Xia Ye smiled and, holding his hand, said, "Uncle Jiang, I see you as my real uncle, accompany me a little longer."

Jiang Xuan: "..."

Who the hell wants to be her real uncle!!

Xia Ye gripped his pinkie firmly and earnestly explained, "I came here with Xia Xing, I want to help Xia Xing upset his ex-girlfriend, is that okay?"

Her fingertips were ice cold and soft, tightly wrapping around Jiang Xuan’s fingers, feeling very comfortable.

But when Jiang Xuan thought about her doing this merely to use him as a tool to antagonize some irrelevant person, he managed to restrain himself and drew his hand back.

He muttered, "I don’t have time to play with you."

Xia Ye knew he was always serious and rule-abiding, and she did not mind his cold attitude at the moment, asking him in a negotiating tone, "Uncle Jiang, don’t use Jian Manman as a spokesperson, okay?"

Jiang Xuan glanced sideways at her, "Why?"

Xia Ye seriously explained, "Because the spokesperson represents your company’s image, but Jian Manman’s character is not so good, and if anything scandalous gets out about her becoming a disgraced celebrity, it would cause great damage to your company."

Jiang Xuan hadn’t expected her to come up with a genuinely legitimate reason, however, this wasn’t what he wanted to hear.

He looked towards Jian Manman sitting nearby, her face pained and eyes unsure where to rest, he slightly lifted his chin and said deliberately, "But she’s currently very popular, has traffic, and her image matches the Jiang family’s jewelry brand perfectly, it’s mutually advantageous, why should I refuse?"

Xia Ye batted those enticing and invisible sultry eyes, "Uncle Jiang, would you reconsider?"

The Jiang family’s jewelry brand is so popular, and if Jian Manman were to become the spokesperson, her news would surely fill the televisions and phones every day.

Then Xia Xing’s heartache would be very hard to heal.

The words ’Uncle Jiang,’ spoken from Xia Ye’s lips, were neither too bland nor too sweet.

The measure was just perfect, flirting with your heart in a way that was both light and significant, making it irresistibly itch.

As mentioned before, the old ancestors truly had this ability.

She could turn the world upside down and be direct. She could also temper her aggressiveness, making you willingly drown in her trap.

Jiang Xuan was well aware of this.

Yet, he could resist all the temptations of the world, except for her.

He shifted his gaze from her face, his voice unclear with emotion, "Fine, I’ll agree. The Jiang family won’t use her as a spokesperson, are you satisfied?"

Actually, from the moment Jian Manman had come to see him alone today, he had decided that she and the Jiang Corporation would have no connection whatsoever.

His earlier words were merely him teasing that little girl.

Xia Ye laughed lightly, worthy of being his top choice for future ally, indeed in perfect accord.

"You’re really good to me, even better than my dad!"

Xia Ye’s praise made Jiang Xuan’s lips twitch again.

One moment ’uncle’, another ’dad’, did she have any other ideas in her head?

As for Jian Manman’s feelings toward him, Xia Ye could have as many as she wanted, he never minded!

Jiang Xuan was utterly helpless, reached out and patted her on the back of her head, muttering, "Go away."

Xia Ye glanced at Jian Manman who was still calculating something darkly, "Not yet, we’ve already held hands, maybe, let’s act out something else..."

"What else do you want to do..."

Before he could finish, Xia Ye suddenly stood on her tiptoes and slowly moved closer to his cheek.

A faint sweet fragrance mixed with the fresh scent of flowers and plants gradually infiltrated his nostrils.

Jiang Xuan’s hand suddenly clenched tight.

Xia Ye stopped just a few centimeters from his face, their eyes meeting.

Jiang Xuan’s eyes were slightly downcast, his long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly, his deep black eyes reflecting the girl in front of him, spinning strange thoughts in her mind.

Xia Ye’s breath was as delicate as orchids as she softly said to him, "I’ll pretend to kiss you; don’t move."

After she spoke, she moved even closer to the side of his face.

From Jian Manman’s angle, it looked as if Xia Ye had indeed kissed Jiang Xuan on the cheek.

The surrounding female employees gasped in astonishment, "My God! That girl actually kissed the president? And the president... he didn’t dodge?"

Seeing their president, who was usually as aloof as a celestial, get kissed, this scene was simply earth-shattering!

Jian Manman could no longer maintain her gentle and kind goddess facade; she clenched her teeth and glared at Xia Ye.

Jiang Xuan gazed at the girl’s dewy and close lips, a trace of aftertaste flashing through his eyes.

A moment later, he said indifferently, "I don’t play pretend."

Xia Ye: "Ah?"

Before she could react, his hand was on her slender waist, lifting her up slightly and pressing her tightly against his body.

Xia Ye was stunned.

Jiang Xuan looked at the slight panic rising on her face and said in a low, mellow voice, "I only do real."

Xia Ye: "!"

Her eyes widened as she looked at the man’s handsome features close at hand, her hands pushing against his chest, her head tilting back.

She discovered that this future fellow Daoist of hers was indeed quite forceful.

If it were any other man, she would have been able to push him away easily.

But now, she had been pushing for a long time, and the man opposite her didn’t budge at all.

Jiang Xuan’s fair skin and dark eyebrows and eyes created an exceptionally vivid and three-dimensional texture.

Xia Ye’s lips parted slightly, and seeing that Jian Manman was still there, she asked him quietly, "Are you going to turn this fake scene into a real one with me?"

Jiang Xuan, his eyes catching those bothersome gazes around them, fell silent for a long while before loosening his grip on her waist, his long fingers closing in the air.

"Got scared?" He chuckled meaningfully.

Seeing him joke like this, Xia Ye relaxed, "I thought you were really going to kiss me."

From a distance, Xia Xing, who had been attentively watching this scene, could no longer stand by.

Not caring about others, he strode over quickly, wanting to stop Jiang Xuan.

Damn!

Seeing him with Jian Manman just now hadn’t made Xia Xing this angry.

Although Xia Xing was still wearing sunglasses, Jian Manman recognized him immediately.

She immediately understood what was going on; no wonder Xia Ye had suddenly appeared—it was because she had come with Xia Xing.

Seeing that Xia Xing still hadn’t forgotten her, Jian Manman felt a bit consoled as she stood up and walked toward him.

But Xia Xing had eyes only for Little Tiangao, his pace fast and furious.

As a result, by accident, he bumped into Jian Manman, who was walking toward him.

Jian Manman fell hard.

She landed awkwardly in the artificial flower bed, her face against the ground, looking up at Xia Xing in disbelief.

Xia Xing paused only briefly, glanced back at her, and then, without even offering a hand, continued striding towards his darling Little Tiangao—