Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 262 - 225 Confirm the relationship!

Xia Ye licked the corner of her lips slightly.

Since Uncle Jiang was the Heavenly Dao, then this Dong Mao beside Uncle Jiang...

She had suspected it before and said she couldn’t be wrong about her feeling.

Dong Mao hadn’t realized the danger approaching and obediently walked forward.

All the live chickens had been hidden away; there was no way Miss Xia could find them.

Anyway, no matter what she said, the chicken was sold out!

Dong Mao was brimming with confidence, but then he heard Xia Ye remark ambiguously, "Although there are no tender young chickens, isn’t there still a ’Chicken Essence’ here?"

Dong Mao’s face turned pale instantly, and his back was soaked with sweat in a moment.

What did Miss Xia mean by that?

It couldn’t possibly mean what he was thinking, could it?

Dong Mao forced a dry laugh and interjected, "Well... too much chicken essence isn’t good for the body."

Xia Ye’s delicate chin tilted slightly, "Stop pretending, I’m not talking about the chicken essence used in cooking."

She sized him up and down.

A bit thin.

But still acceptable.

She then chuckled lightly, "I’m talking about you, the big rooster essence!"

Dong Mao’s posture, as he bent forward to listen, stiffened instantly.

"She already knows," Jiang Xuan spoke slowly, picking up a wine glass and taking a sip, his tone leisurely.

Dong Mao miserably wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When did this happen?!

He felt like a plucked running chicken standing in front of Xia Ye, with nowhere to hide.

Jiang Xuan set down his wine glass, his gaze leisurely straight ahead, and patted Xia Ye’s head beside him, "Good girl, his meat is too tough, not tasty."

What was supposed to be a protective remark for Dong Mao came out sounding rather disdainful.

Dong Mao hurriedly said, "Let me go ask again, maybe they have some now! How could such a big restaurant not have any chicken?!"

Before his voice even faded completely, he looked up, and the person was gone.

Some minutes later...

French roasted chicken, red wine braised chicken, hand-torn Bresse chicken... came up one after another.

Dong Mao was particularly enthusiastic in serving, attending from the side.

The master’s object of affection is his natural enemy, what to do?

The solution is to flatter!

Midway through the meal, Jiang Xuan’s phone on the side began to vibrate; it was a call from a senior executive at the company.

Jiang Xuan pushed the peeled shrimps towards Xia Ye and picked up the phone: "I’ll take a call, I’ll be right back."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Xia Ye forked three large, plump crystal shrimp together and popped them into her mouth.

Generally, one only dares to eat shrimp so extravagantly if someone else peels them for her.

Her mouth stuffed full, she sneakily took a sip of Uncle Jiang’s wine.

While eating, she glanced in Jiang Xuan’s direction.

The man stood with his back to her by the floor-to-ceiling window, one hand pocketed, the other holding the phone.

The long, wrinkle-free lines of his trousers, his posture erect and imposing as pine trees.

The floor-to-ceiling window was open, and she couldn’t hear what he was saying.

This earnest demeanor while handling business was quite similar to when he was in Ear Mountain.

So... why did she find him annoying before?

She remembered now.

Before, he always punished her, followed rules meticulously in everything he did, and they differed fundamentally in values.

Lost in her thoughts, a succulent, slippery crystal shrimp slid off her fork and fell on the table.

Ah—

What a waste!

Just as Jiang Xuan finished his call and turned to come back, he saw Xia Ye picking up a large shrimp and placing it in his bowl...

Xia Ye, noticing his gaze, felt a rare flicker of embarrassment in her typically calm and composed eyes.

He couldn’t have seen it, could he?

That large shrimp... had just picked up a bit of the mortal world’s dust...

But she had picked it up within three seconds!

Seeing Jiang Xuan remain silent, Xia Ye spoke somewhat unnaturally, "I deliberately picked the biggest one for you."

Jiang Xuan paused for a moment, then couldn’t help chuckling.

Sitting back in his seat, he looked at the shrimp in his plate, pursed his lips, and after a few seconds, picked up his fork.

Dong Mao, watching his germaphobe master about to eat the shrimp, wanted to remind him but feared offending the esteemed miss. In his desperation, he suddenly remembered that his master could read minds.

—’Master, don’t eat it! That shrimp just fell on the table!’

Jiang Xuan paused briefly, and Dong Mao exhaled in relief.

Thank goodness he caught it in time.

But less than a second after he relaxed, the next second, he saw the master slightly curl his lips and continue to bring the shrimp to his mouth.

Dong Mao opened his mouth, wondering if the master hadn’t heard his thought just now when his master’s voice suddenly entered his mind.

—’She picked it for me. Even if it fell on the floor, I would still eat it.’

Dong Mao’s mouth opened even wider!

Master, can’t your obsession with cleanliness collapse?!

Before leaving after dinner, Xia Ye went to the restroom.

When she came out, Uncle Jiang was leaning against the corridor wall.

It seemed he was waiting for her, because as soon as he saw her come out, he straightened up.

He walked with her toward the exit. From here to the elevator leading to the underground parking garage, there was a distance of twenty to thirty meters, enough to exchange a few words.

Jiang Xuan asked her, "Am I now... considered your dao companion?"

Xia Ye casually wiped her hands with a tissue, crumpled the used tissue into a ball, and tossed it behind her.

The tissue ball accurately landed in the trash bin a few meters behind her.

"That counts."

Although they hadn’t engaged in Dual Cultivation... they had already exchanged Spiritual Energy mouth to mouth, so that certainly counted, right?

Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, "Actually, ’dao companion’ has another more common name in the Mortal world, which I think you should know. In the future, when you mention this term in the Mortal world, it will prevent others from suspecting..."

He kept a straight face, trying to appear more serious, and presented the reason in a dignified manner.

As the two reached the elevator, Xia Ye pressed the downward button and glanced at him. "How do you want me to address you?"

Jiang Xuan looked straight ahead, his action of loosening his tie revealing his thoughts.

He said, "According to the customs of the Mortal world... it should be ’boyfriend’."

Xia Ye looked up at him.

Are you sure you’re not playing tricks??

’Ding—’

The elevator arrived, and the two walked in silently.

Turning around to face him, Xia Ye looked at him again, "Boyfriend?"

She wanted to confirm with him, but it sounded as though she was calling him that.

Jiang Xuan had had a bit to drink today. When he heard those three words spring from the young girl’s mouth, his throat tightened, and he felt parched.

He cleared his throat, then hummed, "Do you want... some more Spiritual Energy?"

"Huh?" Before Xia Ye could decide if she wanted it or not, the elevator doors closed, and Jiang Xuan cupped her face, leaned in, and kissed her—

The VIP elevator moved slowly, but Xia Ye still felt that dizzying sense of weightlessness.

In the airtight environment, there was nowhere to rest her gaze, so she eventually closed her eyes, stepped back a few steps, and her slim back bumped against the elevator wall.

He didn’t intentionally push her, but he was really strong.

This time Xia Ye had only taken a sip of alcohol, her mind was very clear, and all her senses were doubly sharp.

She rested her hands on his shoulders, squeezed between him and the elevator wall.

Dong Mao was waiting for them in the car downstairs, the interior temperature set to Miss Xia’s favorite coolness.

He had parked the car near the elevator. The ’ding’ of the elevator remained for a long time, yet no one came out from it.

Dong Mao felt that the ones in the elevator must definitely be the master and Miss Xia.

Could it be broken?

Just as he was about to get out and check what was happening, the automatic doors outside the elevator finally opened.

The master walked out holding Miss Xia’s hand, the two of them matched perfectly in height, just watching them was a pleasing sight.

Miss Xia wore a bucket hat, its brim pulled down low, obscuring her expression, but she seemed quieter than usual.

The master seemed pretty normal, aside from his neck being a bit red due to the heat, there was nothing unusual...

**

Xia Ye’s results had come out, and the plans of Xia Tiao and Xia Xian were completely dashed. Staying in Capital City was indeed not working, and within a few days, one returned to the O alliance, and the other went back to the border.

Before Xia Xian left, Xia Ye gave him the potted plant she had grafted.

Xia Xian blinked at the ordinary-looking cement pot in his hands.

A short blue stem was inserted into the soil, tied to a piece of red stem above it.

It was wrapped with white gauze, wrapped a bit messily.

It didn’t look like the normal method of plant grafting, more like bandaging a wounded person.

Xia Ye’s tone was quite casual, "The grafted variety grows very slowly, but it should look pretty once it really begins to grow. I checked this morning, and it has already successfully grafted. Just remember to water it after you reach the border, no need to pay special attention to it."

Xia Xian nodded seriously, spread his arms, and hugged her tightly, "If you miss Third Brother, just call me. Third Brother’s phone is on twenty-four hours for Little Tiangao."

Xia Ye smiled, "Okay."

**

In the following days, primary and secondary school students also started their summer vacation, and Capital City became lively.

Even the usually quiet villa area often heard groups of children running around laughing.

With more free time for students, the entertainment and esports circles became even more lively.

As the dates for the Youth Training Camp and new product launches drew near, many topics on the internet revolved around them.

Jian Manman had completely clashed with Xia Ye, initially suppressing Xia Ye’s popularity substantially, but after her college entrance examination results came out, she topped the hot searches several times, and the persona of a beautiful scholar really struck a chord, boosting her popularity as well.

Just buying ’hot searches’ for ’YE God’ wasn’t enough to suppress Xia Ye, so the marketing accounts suggested, plotting several small campaigns that could ignite the ’YE God’ fans’ battle.

For instance, suggesting Xia Ye was scared the product launch would flop, buying trolls to black ’YE God’, and even trying to use Jiang’s connections to ban ’YE God’, among others.

The ’YE God’ fans were filled with righteous indignation, and online battles instantly ignited.

Regarding this, FB and Jiang’s did not respond, because the day to reveal the truth was fast approaching.

Time flew by, and it was now July 12th.

The day before the Youth Training Camp began, Tian Ye carried a rather serious black backpack, coming out from the subway station nearest to the FB club.

Today, he would join other applicants for their first assembly at the FB club, where he would meet many star players.

Tian Ye thought that if he were lucky, perhaps he could meet his idol ’YE God’ early...