Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

"Oh my God, Xia Xing! It's Xia Xing!"

"I know, I know, of course I know, I was just watching him in a match last night!"

"The strongest Jungle in the national server! His movement is simply leg-breaking!"

"Our Xia God is none other than the most outstanding young master of the Xia Family, isn't that little girl's brother?"

Xia Xing watched expressionlessly as the waitstaff chattered across from him.

The most outstanding?

He dared not claim such a title.

Compared to his oldest brother in networking, and his third brother in business acumen, he was merely the most visible in the public eye, slightly famous, that's all.

Thinking about how these folks had just been discussing Little Tiangao at the door, Xia Xing pulled up his mask, put on his sunglasses, and wore a cool expression, love from no one: "If I hear you gossiping behind my back again, don't blame me..."

The waitstaff were startled—

How could even his anger look so handsome!

That's totally cheating!

"Sorry, Xia God!"

"We won't dare do it again!"

Several of them scurried off.

Xia Xing: ...

They were scared of him, but not completely scared.

Just as he was about to lift his foot towards the booth, his peripheral vision caught the slender figure in cheese yellow by the sink, and his pupils tightened.

"Little Tiangao?"

He recognized her almost instantly.

And Xia Ye, relying on vague memories from before she was three, recognized the handsome, photogenic face in front of her.

She lifted her chin slightly, her tone natural: "Second Brother."

Fourteen years later, at their reunion, there was no awkwardness or unfamiliarity between siblings.

Even though the present Xia Ye was thinner, taller, and her pretty little face was colder.

But in Xia Xing's heart, she would always be the little princess most treasured and beloved by her brothers.

Xia Ye had been in the bathroom for a long time, and Xu He worriedly came over, only to see that the siblings had already met and were chatting by the wall.

Xu He smiled relievedly at the sight, she had been hoping for this for many years.

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The booth booked by Xia Yuzheng was enormous, even having a pianist specifically for accompaniment.

To his fans, the esports god—once cold as an iceberg and utterly unaccommodating during a live game interaction with a female star, was now pulling out chairs for Xia Ye, arranging her utensils, and fussing about making sure her wound didn't get wet.

Warm as could be.

He was completely different from the 'Grim Reaper' at the matches.

The waitstaff waiting by couldn't help but glance over at them.

Having such a brother, how blissful!

Yet the waitstaff could never imagine that such a tall, handsome brother who spoiled his sister limitlessly, Xia Ye had three of them!

The atmosphere inside the booth was warm, occasionally filled with bursts of laughter.

Accompanied by melodious piano music, it was very harmonious.

After the appetizer was served, Xia Xing had just taken a bite when he received a call from his club.

His brilliant performance in yesterday's match had sparked another online sensation.

The media, knowing he had returned to Beijing today, insisted on arranging an interview.

Xia Yuzheng slightly disgusted, waved his hand, "If they want an interview, hurry back to your broken club, don't bring the media here."

Xia Xing shrugged helplessly.

Who would have thought that the god held up by fans would have such a status at home.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to put his arm around Xia Ye's shoulders, make a "Yay" sign, and take a selfie to send to the family group.

It immediately caught the attention of his oldest brother and triggered a barrage of emojis from his third brother.

"By the way, Second Brother," Xia Yourong had several girlfriends waiting for Xia Xing's autographed photos, which she had already promised them.

But before she could take out the photos and look up again, her second brother hadn't heard her calling him and had already rushed off in a hurry.

Xia Yourong pinched her fingers.

Xia Yuzheng smiled kindly and took the thick stack of photos from her hands, "Dad will get them for you later from your second brother."

Xia Yourong's expression then cleared up, "Thank you, Dad."

Dad always cherished her.

The steak served on a fancy plate was brought up, and as Xia Yourong cut into her steak, she glanced at Xia Ye across from her, who had yet to start eating.

Seemingly thinking of something, she suddenly laughed, "Dad, you really shouldn't have brought my sister to eat Western food."