Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

"!"

Jiang Yunzhou was startled. The words he had wanted to say but hadn't dared to were actually spoken outright by his uncle?

—'Oh no, could this be the legendary uncle-nephew telepathy?'

—'Break off the engagement, I just want to break off the engagement!'

—'Trapped for 14 years! Never even went to school! I'd rather die than marry that kind of person!'

At this moment, the voices persistently invading Jiang Xuan's mind were so loud they were nearly deafening.

Jiang Yunzhou clenched his phone, "Uncle, dad gave me an ultimatum just now—marry Xia Ye right after high school graduation! You're the only one who can help me now!"

Jiang Xuan uncrossed and recrossed his long legs, lightly interlocking his fingers on the table, his deep eyes unfathomable. He spoke again, his tone slightly colder, "Are you sure you want to call it off?"

Jiang Yunzhou was resolute, "Absolutely!"

Jiang Xuan leaned back, emotionlessly glancing at the young man in front of him, "Tomorrow morning, I'll take you back to Capital City and arrange a time to officially break off the engagement with the Xia Family and apologize."

His unexpectedly proactive attitude completely threw Jiang Yunzhou off. He had been trying to think of ways to persuade his uncle, and now—

"Going back tomorrow? That quickly?"

Jiang Xuan's lips curled into a profound smile, "The longer the night, the more dreams may come."

"In that case..." Jiang Yunzhou thought for a moment, then mystically and cautiously said, "Tonight's our last night in town. There's a place I've always wanted to go. Uncle, could you take me to experience it?"

**

Around 8 PM, Xia Ye was tossing and turning uneasily in her hospital bed, frowning in her sleep.

Early spring, and the mosquitoes were already out.

Now tailless, she could only swat at the mosquitoes with her hand.

With a casual wave, the buzzing mosquitoes were directly smacked into the crevice of the wall.

The kind that you can't even scrape off...

Mosquito: "???"

Xia Ye stretched lazily, sweetly waking up from her bed.

She glanced around the empty hospital room, boredly turning her neck. Her injuries were nothing significant to her.

However, her tailbone felt itchy—it was craving alcohol.

She took off her hospital gown and changed into the clothes Xu He had bought for her.

A cream-yellow short jacket paired with light-colored jeans, which made her look especially innocent and young.

Not her style of preference.

But that was all she had for now.

There were sounds of a patrol doctor outside the door. Xia Ye propped herself on the windowsill and leaped out with a graceful jump.

That slim figure in cream-yellow vanished quietly into the night...

**

Half an hour later, Xia Ye, hands in pockets, stood at the entrance of the only bar in town.

The bar was modest, but the security was diligent. He scrutinized Xia Ye's delicate face for a few seconds.

"Little sister, minors aren't allowed in the bar."

Xia Ye's delicate brows furrowed.

Minor?

She was already five thousand years old!

Unable to enter through the front, Xia Ye didn't dawdle and simply made her way around back.

Under the backyard wall, she could already hear the deafening dance music from the bar and smell the rich aroma of alcohol in the air.

She licked the corner of her lips, gently twisted her wrist, and with another agile flip...

**

Next to the VIP section of the bar, Jiang Yunzhou, who had always wanted to experience such a place, leaned lazily against the wall, flirting with a hot woman.

The woman sized up Jiang Yunzhou, "Little brother, are you of age?"

Jiang Yunzhou, with a smile in his peach blossom eyes, pinched his ID card between his index and middle finger and flashed it in front of the woman, "Little brother, I just turned 18 this year…"

The woman quickly noticed the Jiang character and Capital City on his ID, then eyed the young man's luxurious attire. She coyly turned her face away, "The Jiang Family from Capital City...?"

Jiang Yunzhou didn't specify, merely smirking roguishly, "As long as you're with me, just being beautiful is enough."

The woman blinked, "What about you? Responsible for earning money and supporting the family?"

Jiang Yunzhou leaned in close to her ear, "I'm responsible for… decorating with flowers…"

The woman, shyly biting her lip, was about to say something when suddenly, a toy dart whizzed past their ears and forcefully embedded itself into the wall beside them.

Jiang Yunzhou's hair stood on end: "!!"

Had it veered a millimeter closer, it would have pierced through his ear cartilage.

Following the trajectory, he saw that the thrower of the dart was his uncle.