Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 409 - 276 Yang Qiange’s character collapses!

Zheng Xingxian was utterly stupefied, having already harbored feelings of defeat all day long, this now reached its peak.

"Don’t think you’re so important."

This sentence from Xia Ye inexplicably echoed in his ears again...

**

The next morning, Zheng Xingxian waited outside the Xia family villa.

When Xia Ye had asked him to leave Qi Ran yesterday, not only had she issued an order, but she had also set a final deadline.

However, the way Xia Ye gave him the door number was through Qi Ran, and now that he wasn’t contacting Qi Ran, he naturally had no way to speak with Xia Ye. frёewebnoѵēl.com

He feared that Xia Ye might not know he had already done what she said, and he didn’t want it to affect his career later on, so he specifically came to let her know.

Somewhat unnervingly, he was quite intimidated by that woman.

This time he didn’t dare to knock directly on the door, fearing that the woman’s brother would kick him out again, so he just waited at the entrance, asking the servants who were taking out the trash to pass on a message for him.

When Xia Ye came out, she had a lollipop in her mouth, her hands in her pockets, and her chin slightly lifted as she sized him up.

Her rebellious and nonchalant demeanor was impossible to ignore.

She was nothing like the gentle and demure lady that one usually imagines.

Xia Ye took him over to the parking space of the Xia family to talk.

There were two cars in the parking area: the black Maybach Wang Dahai commonly drove and the street-racing sports car belonging to Xia Xing.

To Zheng Xingxian, both cars were dream rides, forever out of reach.

He looked on with envy, and the next second, Xia Ye’s long legs were draped over the immaculate hood of the car.

She lazily did a split, then lifted her sport-pant-wrapped leg down.

Cars others wouldn’t dare to even touch were being used by her as if they were pole exercise equipment.

Zheng Xingxian sighed and told her that he had already broken off contact with Qi Ran.

Xia Ye stretched languidly, "You did it pretty swiftly. It seems this wasn’t too hard for you."

Zheng Xingxian had thought that completing the task so efficiently ahead of time would satisfy Xia Ye, but her meaningful comment now made him so ashamed he could barely hold his head up.

Xia Ye casually curled her lip and nodded toward his phone, "That one on your phone... is she called Xiaoqian?"

The previous day, Zheng Xingxian had shown her Xiaoqian’s WeChat contact card.

She had an intuition that there was something off about this ’Xiaoqian.’

Zheng Xingxian, eager to clear himself of any connections, spilled everything, "...Yes, she’s called Xiaoqian. We’ve just contacted each other a few times online, and she’s the one who added me first. She said she’s also a student at Beijing University, and we haven’t even met in person..."

She added him first?

And she’s also a student at Beijing University?

Xia Ye’s eyes flickered, "When did you two add each other?"

Zheng Xingxian checked their chat history; they had added each other only a few days prior, but the chat history already spanned several pages.

He scrolled to the top to find the date they became friends.

Xia Ye did the math...

Wasn’t that the same day somebody peeked at Qi Ran’s phone and found out about Zheng Xingxian’s existence?

It looked like someone was playing dirty tricks behind the scenes...

"The profile picture is pretty," Xia Ye nodded nonchalantly.

Zheng Xingxian didn’t know what she meant by that and followed up, "I think a friend took it for her..."

Xia Ye looked up at him, "You think that’s a selfie of hers?"

Zheng Xingxian: ?

Xia Ye’s blunt statement sent a chill through his heart, "She doesn’t look like that in person."

Although Yang Qiange wasn’t ugly, she had a daunting appearance that could put a lot of pressure on men—domineering and arrogant.

Far from the cute, sweet image she’d crafted for her alternate WeChat account, miles apart.

With one week left until the Academy of Sciences’ written examination, Xia Ye had already memorized the content backwards and forwards, and she happened to have some free time recently.

Yang Qiange wanted to play games, didn’t she?

Xia Ye could... give her a run for her money.

She looked at Zheng Xingxian, "Let me borrow your WeChat account."

Zheng Xingxian with three giant question marks over his head: "My WeChat account?"

He instinctively clutched his phone closer.

There wasn’t any money in his WeChat account, but... one must never let others see it!

Xia Ye smiled and beckoned him, "Lend it to me for a while, I’ll give it back next week."

Facing the ’force majeure,’ Zheng Xingxian hesitated for a full half-minute before finally divulging his account password to Xia Ye, "You must give it back to me next week!"

Xia Ye agreed with a ’fine,’ waved her phone at him, and turned back to the villa.

Zheng Xingxian: ...

Where is she the young miss?

She’s more like a bandit chieftain.

Just his rotten luck!

**

Soon, Yang Qiange noticed that Qi Ran’s frequency of chatting on WeChat had diminished.

On normal days, aside from attending classes, he mostly spent time reading nursing books.