Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

Jiang Yunzhou was instantly terrified and pushed the eager woman away.

He immediately switched to his good student persona, sitting back obediently in the VIP seat, "Little uncle, please don't misunderstand, I was just talking big, when have I ever really had a girlfriend..."

Actually, before he turned 18, his uncle clearly used to be even more reckless and rebellious than him.

But then, one day, his uncle suddenly changed, dyed his icy blue hair back to black, removed his earrings, washed off his tattoos, shed his rebellious biker attire, and switched to neatly ironed suits and trousers.

The Jiang Family hadn't even realized what had happened before that man, in just two short years, surpassed several older brothers and took over as the Executive Director and CEO of the Jiang Consortium, to everyone's surprise.

His methods were so decisive, he was like an executive in a suit.

Overnight, the name Jiang Xuan became known to everyone in Capital City.

You could still faintly see the marks of a tattoo that had been removed on his forearm.

'PAPA'.

It once looked arrogant, but now Jiang Xuan had truly become, in a sense, everyone's father.

The sugar daddy.

Back then, young Jiang Yunzhou had even asked him why he suddenly changed completely.

Jiang Xuan had said with a smile, for his precious little one.

Yet, strangely, after all these years, Jiang Yunzhou had never seen a woman by his uncle; side.

Jiang Xuan sipped his drink leisurely, his perfect left ear without earrings healed, leaving only a small black dot that looked like a mole.

Sensually unaware of himself.

The man adjusted his suit, stood up composedly, and lazily listened to Jiang Yunzhou's explanation.

As long as one could maintain self-discipline and control, mere talk wouldn't do any harm.

Just like him.

In his mouth, he could never utter any frivolous words.

Jiang Yunzhou gazed at his uncle, exuding a powerful aura of abstinence, excitedly asking, "Where are you going, little uncle? I'll join you!"

Jiang Xuan glanced at him, "Restroom."

Jiang Yunzhou: "..."

**

At the bar.

Xia Ye sat down in front of the bar with a determined posture, her voice cold, "A strong drink, the flammable kind!"

The bartender, wiping the edge of a glass, looked at the obviously underage young girl and, without asking how she had gotten in, smiled slightly and mixed her a drink that looked very strong...

Xia Ye downed the drink, and her face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"..."

Well, her physical body was only 17 years old.

There are many rules in the human world; she had just returned and had yet to figure out exactly what had happened 14 years ago. It wasn't appropriate to be too conspicuous.

Unable to get alcohol, Xia Ye lost interest, mumbled a thanks, and headed to the restroom.

The bar in the small town was simple, with only one restroom for both genders.

At the restroom entrance, Xia Ye and Jiang Xuan arrived from opposite directions, running into each other.

Jiang Xuan looked at the young girl so close to him, his eyes flickered.

Then, his lips curved slightly, as if he was slightly amused.

The young girl, wrapped in a cheese-yellow jacket, looked like a custard bun that could ooze sweet filling with just a pinch.

The bandages peeking out at her wrists and ankles only added to one's urge to unravel them.

He had planned to meet her in a few days, but it happened earlier than expected.

Well, this was a bar after all.

Now, she probably wouldn't recognize him.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw her delicate eyebrows lift and her crimson lips slightly curve, as if she had something to say.

Xia Ye looked at the man who had arrived at the restroom door with her, her expression both pure and desirous.

She asked, "Brother, are you quick?"

The two were racing to the restroom, an international rule, whoever was faster got to go first.

But Jiang Xuan paused at her words, obviously misunderstanding something.

The man, who had just boasted about his self-control and never speaking any frivolous words, stepped forward, placing his hand against the wall behind Xia Ye, his tall figure leaning down, his deep and pleasant voice spraying in her ear.

He replied, "Brother here, is not quick at all…"