Mr. GaoRen

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...

Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots

"Medicinal ointment," Xia Ye responded nonchalantly, "Apply it to the bruised area three times a day, and it should heal within a week."


If she hadn't mentioned it, Xu He would have forgotten about the bruise on her arm.


She looked down at the small, hand-ground ointment in her hand.


Others might find it odd, but she did not.


That's because her Little Tiangao had always liked tinkering with such things since childhood.


Who could imagine a child of merely three years old, with soft, white little hands that could barely open wide, covered in the juice of herbs, seriously and carefully tinkering with them?


In her memories, Little Tiangao had made her remedies for back pain and also for her husband's toothache.


How could a child truly know how to make medicine, but it was this filial heart that touched her and her husband deeply.


Moreover, it turned out that mood really does have a great effect on pain.


018 You keep the flowers, I have money