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Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

The most beautiful old ancestor of the immortal sect, who lived for five thousand years, repeatedly broke the rules of immortality and was punished by the Heavenly Dao. Upon opening her eyes, she became the true daughter of the Xia family, who had been kidnapped into a mountain village as a child. She thought she would have to suffer through all the hardships of the human world, but who knew that when she woke up she was directly 14 years later, on the very day she was rescued— She wanted to run wild and be beautiful on her own, but her whole family pampered her to the heavens! Want to do scientific research? Three big brothers donate a research institute. Headache and cold? Powerful parents gather authoritative experts overnight, starting the examinations from cancer. Rumors in Capital City are never-ending: The Xia family's daughter is a spoiled and arrogant waste! The Xia family rose in defiance, but Xia Ye just laughed: I'll handle it myself. The foremost classic instrument of China, she made it casually 500 years ago. The ancient texts that students memorize until they're bald, necessary for the college entrance exam, were written by her 700 years ago in a drunken stupor. The world's seventh greatest unsolved mystery—a relic Sky Pit with a diameter of 7,300 meters—was created by her 1,000 years ago during a quarrel with Heavenly Dao. Everyone was waiting for her to show off and fail miserably, but the Xia family kept receiving calls from the Mutant Plant Association, metaphysics masters, supernatural organizations, cultural archaeology bureaus... "Has the old ancestor returned?" Later, Xia Ye ascended to the second spot on the global rich list. At the award ceremony, she raised an eyebrow: What happened to the divine retribution and punishment, it seems quite nourishing? By her side, the world's richest man, the Heavenly Emperor in a suit and shoes: How could I truly punish my own wife...

Mr. GaoRen · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
258 Chs

152 started fighting!

In the master bedroom, Xu He and Xia Yuzheng had also retired to their room early.

Xu He had set up an easel on the large balcony of the room.

She hadn't touched this easel for a long time, and when she moved it out of the storage today, there was a thin layer of dust on it.

Spread out beside her was a range of earth-toned oil paints.

Xu He wore a rather professional leather apron, speckled with dots of paint. Her long hair was tied back, making her profile look very young.

You couldn't tell at all that she was already the mother of four children.

She was painting her most beloved Little Tiangao, dressed in yesterday's skirt.

This time, she didn't need to call Little Tiangao to pose as a model; her image was already etched in Xu He's mind.

Xia Yuzheng leaned against the headboard reading documents, but he hadn't turned a page for a long time. His gaze unconsciously fell on his wife, and he couldn't focus on anything else.