Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

25: 025 Super cute 25: 025 Super cute Xia Tiao/Xia Xing/Xia Xian: “…”

Everyone in the room, except for Qiao Yufen, knew who the young masters were cooking for.

However, no one wanted to be the bearer of bad news, as the housekeeper hurriedly directed the servants to serve the dishes: “Madam, Mistress, and Second Miss, please eat.

This is the young masters’ first time cooking.

Let’s taste their culinary skills.”

The group headed to the dining room.

“Little Tiangao.”

Xia Ye turned around at the call.

As he turned, Xia Xian dabbed a small dollop of cream on the tip of her nose with his index finger: “Little Tiangao, your brothers are back.”

Hints of indulgence were evident in his low, mischievous voice.

Xia Xing swiftly took out his phone and snapped several photos of Xia Ye with cream on her nose.

Xia Tiao pressed her half-fist to her lips, hiding her shyness.

Adorable to the extreme.

The servants glanced sideways while serving the dishes, stealing looks at them.

It had to be said, the four siblings walking together, with their tall figures, striking features, and noble demeanor, were truly pleasing to the eye.

Apart from the Jiang Family head who had visited last time, there really was no “beauty” who could compare with them.

The mix of Eastern and Western cuisine the brothers prepared piqued Xia Ye’s interest, especially Xia Xian’s chicken dish.

The brothers kept loading Xia Ye’s plate with their own cooking, sparking jealousy in Qiao Yufen’s eyes.

For some reason, her grandsons were always doting on Xia Ye, and it had always been this way.

In contrast, Xia Yourong, the child adopted by her son later, though polite and well-mannered, was met with their indifference.

Xia Yourong had often come to her in tears over this issue, and as someone who claimed to be compassionate and a believer of Buddhism, she couldn’t help but feel deep sympathy.

The child had a pitiable background but was very sensible, unlike Xia Ye.

Xia Yourong’s birth mother was Xu He’s sister, Xu Qing.

Speaking of which, back in the day, the Xu Family raised two daughters: the sisters Xu He and Xu Qing.

Both sisters were famous socialites in Capital City.

At that time, Qiao Yufen had her eye on the sweet-talking and savvy Xu Qing and had even arranged a marriage match for her son, only to find that her son had fallen for the sickly Xu He, who appeared to be lacking in fortune.

Unable to persuade her son and considering the Xu Family’s status was a good match, she didn’t object.

As it turned out, Xu Qing’s daughter was, in fact, superior to Xu He!

A promising marriage alliance with the Jiang Family was lost because of this!

Glancing up and seeing Xia Ye already starting on her second bowl of rice with the chicken dish, Qiao Yufen couldn’t contain her irritation, “Girls shouldn’t eat so much; you won’t be able to find a husband if you do!”

Xu He disagreed with her, “Mom, the doctor said today she’s too skinny, severely malnourished.

She needs to eat well.”

Qiao Yufen snorted disdainfully, looking sideways at Xia Ye, “Malnourished?

I think she looks quite spirited…”

The three brothers exchanged looks, and Xia Xian picked up a big helping of the carrots stirred by the second brother with the serving chopsticks, “Grandma, you should eat more, too.”

Qiao Yufen’s irritation at Xia Ye faded away, her face brimming with warmth, “Ah, Xianxian is such a good boy…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Xia Xian stuffed the carrots into her mouth.

Qiao Yufen choked, and her following words were forgotten.

After the meal, Xia Xing put on his hat and sunglasses and left for the club, Xia Tiao went back to the study to check her emails, and Xia Xian stepped out to take care of some errands.

Once again, only Qiao Yufen, Xu He, and Xia Ye were left in the living room.

The housekeeper served some exquisite refreshments.

The room was eerily quiet, with the surround sound system of the oversized TV becoming slightly more noticeable.

Qiao Yufen glanced at Xia Ye several times.

Xia Ye was lounging on the couch with her chin resting lazily on the armrest, resembling some boneless little creature, her eyes carelessly fixed on the television.

Clearly immersed in her own world, seemingly indifferent to whatever anyone else was saying.

Noticing she was watching a foreign news channel and knowing she couldn’t understand, Xu He considerately switched it to a domestic idol drama.

All little girls like this sort of thing.

Xia Ye: …

Qiao Yufen shook her head and frowned deeply.

The atmosphere only became lively again when another young girl appeared in the living room.

Xia Yuzheng got off work and brought Xia Yourong back from her Ancient Flute Class.

Seeing salvation had arrived, the housekeeper’s tone was especially joyful, “Miss, are you thirsty?

Would you like something to drink?”

Xia Yourong’s face was flush with warmth, “Green tea will do!”