Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 491 - 303 Big Shot Appears!_2

She was just as mischievous the last time.

Jiang Xuan: ...

He didn’t want to dampen the mood, but remembering the information he had just received, he had to bend down and pat her on the head, his large-brimmed straw hat rustling as bits of debris fell from it.

He said, "It’s time to go home, your Third Brother is back."

"Oh," Xia Ye tapped off the dirt from her clothes, a hint of reluctance in her voice, "Alright then."

Annoying.

Back at the Xia Family’s home, the dining room was already set with a table full of delicious dishes.

Xia Xian emerged from the study with a smile, "Little Tiangao, let your Third Brother have a look. How’s your complexion been lately?"

Wow—

The color of her skin was rosy-white, truly lovely!

He glanced behind Little Tiangao, "Didn’t President Jiang take you to the picking garden? Why didn’t he join us for dinner at home?"

Xia Ye replied with a smile, "He’s quite conservative; he thinks it’s inappropriate to casually visit other people’s homes."

If Jiang Xuan really had come, Xia Xian would surely feel the man was an intrusive ghost with ulterior motives, as clear as daylight. But now, with Jiang Xuan absent and hearing Xia Ye’s words, Xia Xian’s attitude did a complete 1080-degree turn.

He had misunderstood President Jiang deeply before because he favored their little sister, which naturally made him hostile toward Jiang.

It was only during the recent border exchange that he realized his narrow-mindedness.

President Jiang was considerate and generous, and most importantly, he was a gentleman who knew boundaries.

Conservative...

Being conservative is good!

That way, he was even more relieved to have President Jiang spend time with his precious little sister.

Xia Xian pulled Xia Ye to the dining table, his tone warmer than ever, "How could it be a casual visit? President Jiang has helped us a lot. The success with the diamond mine also owes much to the equipment he brought. In a few days, it will be New Year’s Eve, and it will be your first time celebrating the holiday with your Third Brother on the border. Invite him over to our house as a guest. I’ll be sure to treat him well."

Xia Ye calmly took out her phone, "Okay, I’ll ask him."

As she spoke, she conveyed Xia Xian’s thoughts to Jiang Xuan in a WeChat message.

The reply came in a second.

One word: ’Okay.’

Xia Xian was still unaware, "President Jiang is usually so busy. He might not have time on New Year’s Eve, and even if he does... he might worry about troubling us. Maybe you shouldn’t send that message. Allow me to call him directly; make it so he can’t refuse..."

Before he could finish, Xia Ye gently interrupted, "He agreed."

Xia Xian was caught completely off guard.

He agreed?

Just like that?

**

Many people on the border knew that an armed force of diamond tycoons had been openly and secretly scrambling for a diamond mine for over half a year.

Civilians would speculate over their meals about who would finally win.

With such high interest, it was certain to be the prime target of numerous media outlets’ coverage.

Therefore, despite Xia Xian’s efforts to suppress the news, it leaked out in just a few days.

Paparazzi pulled out all the stops to score the headline, with some even obtaining photos of Xia Xian taking Xia Ye to the primitive forest on the first day of mining.

Since the diamond mine was discovered that day, that photo was especially meaningful.

The photo was taken covertly, likely by a spy sent by Gadi, who later sold it to the media for a high price.

Once the news broke, it immediately caused a sensation in the Wealthy District.

Xia Xian’s name, once again, made the headlines in the financial newspapers of the Wealthy District.

This young and dashing Chinese man had once again caught the attention of the local elites of the Wealthy District.

This could be good, but it could also spell trouble.

Xia Xian was sharp and outstanding; he had courage, talent, and a group of brothers willing to live and die with him.

But there was one thing—he didn’t seem to have any intimate political connections in the border area.

For a border tycoon with no political power backing him, it was like walking through a hail of bullets without wearing a bulletproof vest.

The Golar Casino.

Leon staggered out of the private room, supported by his bodyguards, thoroughly inebriated.

Golar was where businessmen achieved the highest efficiency in negotiations, and naturally, it was a place frequented by Leon.

Upon reaching the ground floor lobby, he noticed Tokta approaching.

Lately, Tokta had been visiting the casino a lot. Just in the past few days, Leon had bumped into him three times.

Thinking back to how smoothly he had negotiated the deal with Jiang’s company, Leon squinted his drunken eyes and had his bodyguards help him walk straight towards Tokta.

After all, he should personally thank Mr. Tokta.

But as he went over to greet him, he saw Tokta absorbed in reading a newspaper, his attention both serious and focused.

Leon’s smile was bright, "Mr. Tokta, what are you reading there? Has another big story broken in our area?"