Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 567 - 328 is big everywhere!_3

The echo of the word ’soup’ was still drifting through the classroom when Xia Ye suddenly raised her hand to cover the microphone.

It was only then that Shen Jing realized his mistake; in his urgency to complete the task, he had forgotten to turn off the public broadcast function of the microphone.

Every word he had just spoken had been heard by the entire lecture hall!

"Holy shit! Professor Shen calls the campus beauty Miss Xia in private!"

"Now he’s completely disregarding our presence! Although Professor Jiang isn’t here, the impact he’s provided us is even bigger than if he was!"

"This is like a wealthy CEO romance novel come to life!"

"Professor Shen leaves us homework, but what he leaves the campus beauty is the CEO’s love! Do you guys think Professor Shen would dare to fail the campus beauty in her course?"

Seeing the situation, Shen Jing hurriedly bowed to apologize, "Sorry, Miss Xia, it’s all my fault, I’ve caused you trouble!"

Though Xia Ye covered the microphone, most of the sound still made it through, so this respectful apology was also heard by the students, which only made the discussion even more lively!

Xia Ye’s mouth twitched as she took the lunch box and the insulated container, and quickly slinked away.

**

The news of Night God’s romance exposure had fermented online for over two weeks before gradually being replaced by other news.

That it settled down so quickly was largely thanks to Jiang Xuan, the man behind the scenes.

He wasn’t volunteering, it was at the little ancestor’s request, for which he received a bit... of hardship pay...

Paris’ spring collection’s sales went through the roof; customers would queue up outside the physical stores each morning before the doors had even opened, with lines stretching to the next street, making all the competitors in the shopping mall green with envy.

Even though sales were booming, Xu He still did not slack on quality. She found the best clothing factory in the country, and each piece they made was a perfect work of art.

To get their hands on these coveted items, customers could only wait, with orders being delayed for delivery up to half a year later. Mrs. Gu even placed an order for her beloved daughter for three sets and, even after pulling some strings, had to wait a month for them to be ready.

That night, Xu He was busy in front of her computer until late when Xia Yuzheng, worried about her health, forcefully took away her laptop, stating, "Don’t wear yourself out like this, our family isn’t short of the money you’re making..."

As he blurted out what could be the ultimate straight-man quote, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the weekly sales figures for Paris on the screen.

Tens, hundreds, thousands...

Counting towards the end, Xia Yuzheng’s eyes bulged...

Under Jiang Xuan’s manipulation, there were essentially no news articles related to his romance with Xia Ye online, but that didn’t mean no one was paying attention.

For instance, right now, in the Shen Family villa’s fourth-floor study.

The outside world was still bright, yet all curtains in the study were tightly drawn. The high-quality blackout curtains did not let a sliver of light through, and the television screen playing entertainment news cast a sinister pale blue glow upon the man’s tensed jawline.

The TV was showing the entertainment news from Baoli Fashion Week, content Shen Zhixi had recorded earlier. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Becauss in that segment was the exact moment when Jiang Xuan was seen driving Xia Ye away.

Next to it was the host’s excited commentary: "Idol romances are easy to collapse, but these two are a perfect match! No wonder netizens are so supportive!"

Shen Zhixi held a lighter, producing a "click" as the wheel sparked, a blue flame reflecting in his eyes. After a few seconds, his thumb covered the metal strip that had been heated by the flame until it was scorching, extinguishing it.

He repeated this action, his thumb’s pad reddening from the intense heat, yet he seemed to feel no pain at all.

On the contrary, there was an indescribable pleasure that made the corners of his lips curl into a sickly, shadowy smile.

His gaze fixated on the screen, the media’s pixelated clandestine footage was somewhat blurry, but the vaguer it was, the more it fueled wild speculations.

The ambiguous atmosphere was infinitely amplified.

"Little vixen, didn’t you really dislike him?"

"You’ve changed, he’s changed you..."

Shen Zhixi murmured to himself, his calm eyes hiding a trace of madness.

"Knock knock—"

The secretary knocked on the door cautiously, "Mr. Shen, the person has arrived."

Without changing expression, Shen Zhixi lifted the remote, and the only source of light in the room suddenly went out, the clamor of the entertainment news anchor abruptly stopped, replaced by Shen Zhixi’s icy voice, "Let her in."

With a response from outside, "Creak—" the heavy door of the study was pushed open, and a woman entered.

It was Jiang Shan’s wife, Dai Aiyuan, from the Jiang Family.

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