Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

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Jiang Family Mansion.

Liu Manyi brought out a plate of fruit.

She looked at Jiang Yunzhou, Jiang Yunyang, and Jiang Xuan, who were sitting in three corners of her living room, each engrossed in their smartphones with unusually serious expressions.

She smiled at her husband beside her, “The house has been quite lively lately, especially your fourth brother.

It’s rare to see this busy person these days.”

The Jiang family mansion was quite imposing, with several buildings rising flat from the ground in an orderly arrangement.

In the past, Jiang Yunzhou’s uncles all lived inside, but after they started their own families and bought their properties, they moved out.

Only the most honest eldest brother, Jiang He, still lived in the old mansion.

What surprised Jiang He recently was that his youngest brother, who owns properties all over the world and whose whereabouts were the hardest to track, had moved back to the old mansion after returning to work at the Jiang Consortium.

Jiang Xuan had his own independent building in the old mansion, which was quite close to where Jiang He and the others lived, making it more convenient to move around.

No matter the reason, Jiang He, as the eldest brother, felt reassured seeing his younger brother willing to return to the old mansion.

Consequently, his attitude towards Jiang Xuan was much better than towards the other two brothers.

Liu Manyi placed the fruit on the coffee table and called everyone to eat, but no one looked her way.

Jiang Xuan sat in an armchair by the window, with two men in suits and ties standing behind him.

The taller one was his confidant, Dong Mao, and the slightly shorter one was his assistant, Shen Jing.

Since his return to the consortium, these two had often been seen together, following him around daily, becoming his somewhat unimportant right-hand men.

Although Jiang Xuan was quite cold towards them, internally, they still had a fierce rivalry, trying to establish who was first and who was second.

Initially, Dong Mao thought it was a huge joke that Shen Jing wanted to compete with him.

After all, his relationship with their boss was far from ordinary—they had their little secrets… (Hmm?)

But no amount of confidence could withstand Shen Jing’s clingy behavior, persistently courting favor in front of their boss daily.

Home-grown flowers are never as sweet as the wild ones, right?

Dong Mao felt threatened.

Shen Jing adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and respectfully handed Jiang Xuan a document to sign, then stood aside, pulling out a little notebook and a little pen, writing while muttering softly, “This evening, the president pinched the asparagus shrimp 7 times, drank half a bowl of sea cucumber soup, and barely touched the slightly spicy cherry pork before putting it down.

Conclusion: the president doesn’t like spicy food.”

Dong Mao was shocked; could a six-foot-tall man really be doing this?

It was like something a young girl would do.

Now that Shen Jing had been reinstated by the president, he told himself that he must seize this opportunity.

To move into the president’s heart!

After jotting down his notes, Shen Jing put away his notebook and quietly moved a step towards Dong Mao, “Brother Dong, do you know what hobbies the president has during his personal time?”

Dong Ang looked down disdainfully at Shen Jing, who was half a head shorter, and said coldly, “I don’t know.”

And even if he did, he wouldn’t tell him.

Stingy to the max, Shen Jing pouted, “What a stingy miser!”

Unexpectedly, Dong Ang reacted violently to his words, abruptly jumping to the side, his tone wary, “How did you know?”

Shen Jing was confused, puzzled, “Know what?

Asking you about the president’s hobbies and you won’t even tell me, isn’t that being miserly?”

Hearing this, the panic gradually faded from Dong Ang’s face.

So, he was referring to that kind of miser…

Scared me to death.

“What are you two arguing about?” Jiang Xuan’s brows furrowed deeply from the disturbance behind him.

Were they showing off their love?

Having signed the contract, Jiang Xuan raised his hand, handed the document to Shen Jing, and casually grabbed his smartphone to check WeChat.

A few days ago, he had sent a friend request to Xia Ye.

Until now, it hasn’t been approved.

Shen Jing hurriedly caught the contract and, after staring at the president’s clouded back of the head for a while, plucked up the courage to ask, “President…

Miss Xia hasn’t added you yet?”

Jiang Xuan slowly turned around, his gaze upon Shen Jing as if he wanted to skin him alive, “What do you think?”

Dong Ang was utterly speechless, thinking if there should be another word after Shen Jing’s name?

Always running towards the muzzle.

Shen Jing was terrified by the president’s gaze and, with a survival instinct, quickly said, “The applications of Young Master Yunzhou and Young Master Yunyang were not approved by Miss Xia either.

She must be busy and doesn’t have time to check her phone.

I heard she was admitted to Beijing No.1 Middle School; she must be busy preparing for school.”

Jiang Xuan glanced at Jiang Yunzhou and Jiang Yunyang sitting opposite him, both with tightly furrowed brows.

Especially Jiang Yunzhou, who faced the friend request box with a look of deep resentment.

He tapped on the screen for a long time, typed out a message, and then deleted it all.

He had gotten Xia Ye’s mobile number from his dad.

Hearing that the Xia Family had also gotten her into First Middle School, he couldn’t help but feel thrilled about attending the same school as her.

These past few days, he was utterly poisoned by Xia Ye.

Sometimes as he passed by the study and heard his father discussing this summer’s performance with company executives over the phone, he misheard and thought they were mentioning Xia Ye’s name.

He felt that the Xia Ye he saw after returning to the Capital City seemed somewhat different from the one he saw in the bar.

In front of her family, she seemed a bit more well-behaved, while that night at the bar, she was like a spicy little temptress.

Thinking about it, that night at the bar must have been just after she was rescued.

Having just been rescued and then sneaking off to the bar, what an extraordinary person she was!

Yet, it was exactly this kind of unpredictable rebellious girl that was more charming.

Then he looked at Xia Ye’s WeChat profile picture again.

A brightly colored, succulent Orleans grilled chicken.

Even her profile picture was so unique!

Jiang Xuan fell silent for a moment, seemingly feeling that Shen Jing made a lot of sense, which visibly relaxed his expression.

The young girl must definitely be preparing for school, not having seen it.

He lightly tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa, then stood up intending to leave.

Shen Jing secretly heaved a sigh of relief, packed the contract into the document folder, prepared to leave with the president, when suddenly, two ‘ding-dongs’ sounded in the living room.

Jiang Xuan slightly paused, stopping in his tracks.

Before he had time to wonder, his two nephews behind him cheered gleefully.

“Wow, wow, wow, she finally added me!”

“Cousin, cousin, she added me too!”

Shen Jing beamed, “President, Miss Xia has finally looked at her phone.

You should check; she must have added you as well.”

Dong Mao chimed in, “Yes, yes!”

The days of constant fear were finally about to end.

Then Jiang Xuan pulled out his mobile phone and opened WeChat.

All was quiet…

Shen Jing and Dong Mao exchanged glances: ??

No way?

She added the two young masters but didn’t add the president?

Inwardly, Dong Mao was crying up a storm, but he still made a desperate effort, “Maybe she just went to do something else.

Just wait a little longer, she will definitely add you.”

Five minutes later…

Jiang Xuan’s WeChat was still unchanged.

His facial expression, however, had changed.

It had turned dark…