The Supreme Heir

No Man Alone

Irving couldn't understand why a wealthy girl like Xena would come to him, but this did not prevent him from taking her in. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were in vain.

And it would be a good thing to have someone to check and balance this increasingly unreliable spirit guide, Irving thought to himself, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Xena glanced at Irving who had already walked into the kitchen, raised the corner of her mouth in smile, stared at Caden and said softly. "Although you are very beautiful, I am not bad either, and I still have a lot of money. How much will you be willing to take to leave this man alone?”

Caden looked at Xena, who was shorter than her and had to raise her head slightly to talk to her normally. She raised her hand to pick out her ears and answered with a grim look on her face. "First of all, thank you for your sincerity in your first sentence. As for leaving him, you’d better stop thinking about it. The main problem is not with me, he loves me to death and won’t let me go. What if he can’t let me go as soon as I decide to leave?”

Caden naturally had her pride when it came to Xena. Those who were as beautiful as her were not taller than her, and those who were taller than her were not as beautiful as her. As a spirit body, she naturally didn't know that Xena's slightly raised chin at this time was just a habit she had developed and had nothing to do with looking up.

Xena frowned slightly and cursed angrily in a low voice: "You fart." In Xena's heart, a red light flashed in her eyes. Would a cold-blooded young woman have thoughts of committing suicide? And according to the data...

"If you don't believe me, I'll send you away" Caden saw that Xena was a little emotional due to being provoked by her. She smiled happily and ignored the girl. She turned around and lay down on her side to occupy the sofa that had just been delivered in the afternoon. In fact, it was not that Caden didn't want to continue teasing Xena, it's just that she hasn't watched enough TV series recently and her provocation methods were not enough.

Xena clenched her fists, staring at the spirit guide.ho had no flaws of a beauty at all, his teeth itching with hatred.

…

After a while, Irving walked out of the kitchen with scrambled eggs. Looking at the two people lying down and the other standing, he coughed lightly and said calmly: "Well, let's eat."

Caden remained motionless, as if asleep. Xena snorted coldly, scolding her for pretending, turned around with a smile on her face, full of surprise, and even a hint of excitement, and happily ran past Irving into the kitchen, planning to bring out the rest of the dishes.

But--

"What's wrong with you?" Irving put the scrambled eggs on the table, turned around and went into the kitchen to get the dishes and eating utensils. When he saw Xena standing there in a daze, he asked in confusion.

Xena turned around slowly, his eyes full of disbelief and said: "Where are the remaining dishes?"

"Maybe you didn't bring them all out?"

"What?" Xena swallowed, finding it difficult to accept this fact.

"..."

Xena, who was forced to accept the fact, naturally sat down with Irving around the table to eat.

She frowned and felt that the food was a little hard to swallow. She glanced at the old god and the soldier who seemed to be smiling, and secretly resented: "What's she even smiling for? God, she's making me so angry."

"Pfft." Followed by an unconscious move of the fork into her mouth. "You didn't put any salt, did you?"

An ordinary dinner became a little more interesting because of someone else. After dinner, with Xena's help, Irving cleared the table and led Xena to the room where the men had made a new bed in the afternoon. Without looking back, he said, "Do you really plan to stay?"

"Mhm."

"Well, there are no rules when you live here. Although I don't know what you are thinking, please don't cause trouble for me. I am serious." Irving stopped by the door, turned around and looked at Xena, who had her head lowered.

"Sure."

"How about we formally meet?" Irving smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Irving."

Xena suddenly felt a little shy. He stretched out his hand with ink stains and touched Irving's hand and said softly: "Xena."

…

A troublesome woman can always find you a lot of trouble.

Since moving in with Irving, Xena had transfered to Irving's school. She had settled all the leading teachers in the school.

Now that everything has been taken care of, how could the teacher sit back and watch the future pillars of the motherland wander in this intrigued society when they had accomplished nothing in their studies?

"This is troublesome." Irving held the desk with one hand, cupped his chin and sighed as he looked at the scenery outside the classroom.

"Hey..." Xena quietly approached Irving, who had changed seats and was sitting by the door, and whispered in his ear. "What are you thinking about?"

Irving was a little surprised by this woman who had just transferred from another school a few days ago and yet was able to dominate the school. After all, this girl looked like she was in her twenties when she dressed up. He didn't expect her real age to be the same as his own.

Of course, according to Xena's intention, the two of them should be in the same class, but at Irving's insistence, Xena had to give up.

After returning to school, Irving also knew how Xena found him. After all, he was not old, so they probably guessed he was a student, and he also told Sanderson his name.

So based on these existing information, With Xena's rich and powerful family background, it really wouldn't bee too hard to find out his information.

"I'm just tired." Irving rolled his eyes at Xena, ignored her, changed his hand to support his head and began to doze off.