Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 186 - 182 Green tea is making a fool of itself!

Xia Yourong tightly pursed her lips, remaining silent for a long time.

She was still concocting an excuse.

"Didn’t you want me to listen to your explanation?" Xia Ye slightly lifted her chin, her tone light, "Go ahead and explain." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

With her palms sweating, Yourong found herself caught red-handed and couldn’t deny it. Her eyes darted around for quite a while before she stammered,

"I... I just wanted to borrow it! Principal Zou has a guaranteed admission spot at Beijing University, it’s not for me, I did this for both of us sisters. I wanted to build a good relationship with Principal Zou first, and once the admission spot was secured, we sisters could discuss who should take it..."

Her words sounded noble, but unfortunately, no one present believed her.

Even Xia Yuzheng had seen through what kind of person she was.

Xia Ye propped her brow, "Then what I don’t understand is, if it’s for our good, why did you threaten Ms. Wu to keep it a secret from us?"

Her pointed question pierced through Yourong’s hypocritical lies.

Yourong was cornered, and her previously carefully crafted perfect image had already shattered in her family’s eyes.

The disappointed looks from her parents felt like sharp knives gouging the flesh on her face.

Xu He said, "No matter the reason, taking things from family members behind their back is wrong, Xiaorong, you should sincerely apologize to your sister..."

To apologize to Xia Ye over a broken pot?

This was humiliating her!

Yourong, with eyes red, looked directly at Xia Yuzheng, her tone full of grievance, "Dad, are you just going to watch that woman and her daughter bully me? Won’t you speak up for me?"

She was now too tired to pretend and her words were extremely rude.

Xia Yuzheng and Xu He were both stunned.

After a long while, Yuzheng shook with anger, his eyes wide open, "Xiaorong? How can you talk like that? That’s your mother and sister!"

Yourong became even more frantic, "Dad! You really don’t see clearly! I am also your own flesh and blood! Why are you so biased?"

Yuzheng was baffled, "What?"

Yourong blurted out, "Don’t play dumb now, I have known for a long time that I am the child of you and my birth mother Xu Qing!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent.

The only sound was Yourong’s echoing voice, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t acknowledge it! I will find a way to make you acknowledge it!"

With that final statement, she ran out of the room in tears!

Everyone in the room: ...

Xia Ye turned her head, looking towards Xia Yuzheng.

’Stare—’

Yuzheng snapped back to reality, quickly waved his hand, "Yeye, Dad may be confused about other things sometimes, but he’s never confused about his feelings for your mom. This matter is indeed a misunderstanding by Yourong!"

Xu He also nodded with a bitter smile.

Xia Ye fell silent for a moment, then turned back to her pitiful plant, "I’m going out to buy a new pot, it needs to be transplanted quickly."

Seeing that the plant’s leaves had wilted somewhat, Yuzheng became anxious, "Dad will take you!"

Xia Ye nodded.

Fortunately, it was rescued in time. Although its roots were significantly damaged, it could recover with care over ten days to half a month.

She had used a lot of spiritual energy to cultivate it so well.

And this spiritual energy, every single bit of it, was painstakingly drawn from her fellow cultivators.

At first, the old ancestors were very angry!

But then they saw the bloodstain on the thorn and thought of the days ahead for Yourong, their anger subsided considerably.

This precious plant of hers could be medicine if used well, or else...

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Xia Yourong was in a taxi on her way home when her stomach suddenly hurt tremendously.

In just a short while, her forehead was densely covered with sweat beads the size of beans.

Her mind felt murky and pasty, and it was unbearably irritating.

The driver stopped the car in front of the old house, turned to tell her they had arrived, but upon seeing her face drenched in sweat, his expression turned to alarm.

He kindly said, "Miss, why is there so much sweat on your forehead? Are you alright?"

Xia Yourong looked up at him, only to see a face she despised the most!

Why was Xia Ye in the car?!

She was about to start scolding when the face turned back into the driver’s face.

"..." Xia Yourong paused, shook her head, and got out of the car.

Her stomach hurt too much; she needed to get home quickly.

On the way, she looked at the palm of her hand, seeing double in her vision and unable to focus properly.

Only by squeezing her eyes could she see clearly; the spot in her palm where she had been pricked had already healed.

It wasn’t excessive blood loss... What was wrong with her?!

As she entered the house, she heard the laughter of the women in the inner hall, sounding as if there were guests. Xia Yourong didn’t bother going in to greet them and headed straight for the restroom.

A maid came up to help her: "Miss, why do you look so pale?"

Xia Yourong glanced at her: "Mom, I’m fine. I just need to visit the restroom."

The maid stood frozen in place.

What had the young mistress just called her?

Mom???

The important guest visiting the old house today was Old Madam Jiang from Hai City, a wealthy figure.

At over seventy years old, with a shiny jade bracelet on her wrist and a dignified presence, she looked very prestigious.

Qiao Yufen even had to yield three points when speaking with her, constantly directing the maids to serve her tea and water, while she herself sat smiling nearby.

Old Madam Jiang and Qiao Yufen had been acquainted in the earlier years, and this visit to Capital City to see relatives was a good occasion to meet her friend.

Qiao Yufen looked towards the doorway and asked the maid whom Xia Yourong had just called mom, "Did I just hear some noise at the door? Isn’t Yourong back? Why hasn’t she come in yet?"

The maid respectfully said, "Madam, the young mistress has gone to the restroom."

Qiao Yufen thought to herself: Why did she have to go to the restroom now, when Old Madam Jiang is here so rarely in Capital City? It would be greatly beneficial for Yourong to win Old Madam Jiang’s favor during this visit.

Thinking so, she whispered to the maid, "Go and hurry her."

The maid replied, "Yes."

Old Madam Jiang overheard their conversation, and a suitable smile appeared on her composed face, "I have long heard that your granddaughter is well-read, capable and a top student; I’ve wanted to meet her for a while."

Qiao Yufen, attempting modesty but actually flaunting, waved her hand: "What top student, she just scored poorly on her last mock exam and cried for days at home."

Old Madam Jiang gave her a glance: "Look at you, this just shows that the girl is ambitious and determined!"

As they were talking, the maid returned to report, "Madam, Old Madam Jiang, the young mistress is here."

Xia Yourong felt terrible and was called into the inner hall. Already irritable, the moment she saw the person seated at the head of the inner hall...

It was Xia Ye again!

She blinked hard, but it still looked like Xia Ye.

She couldn’t be mistaken!

Wasn’t his arrogance at home earlier enough? He just had to come here to flaunt his power over her!

When Old Madam Jiang saw her approaching, she too smiled and stood up to greet her, "So this is Yourong...

But before she could finish, Xia Yourong interrupted sharply, "Pah! Yourong is what you call me? You sly vixen, who invited you to our house? Get out of here now!"