Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Regardless of how badly the news regarding Ning Shuqian and Wen Haowen spread, Wen Xinya only treated it as entertainment. Since Teacher Zhou helped to raise her profile at the thank-you banquet, she became the hot shining star in the circle. Whenever whoever in the circle held a banquet, they would invite her individually. Thus, recently she had been busy attending all sorts of events in the circle. Gradually, she truly started to show her face in the circle and slowly gained reputation—this was a good thing for her.

After lunch, Wen Xinya came to the flowerbed by the crepe-myrtle flowers trail, settled down on the lawn, and started flipping through the notes given to her by Zhong Rufeng. His notes were concise and easy to understand, with corresponding comments on a few tougher topics. The comments were freshly written—seemed like they had been tidied up only recently.

Wen Xinya’s secondary school foundation was not strong at all. Now that she had the help of Zhong Rufeng’s notes, she felt that she was improving at a tremendous speed.

Wen Xinya was just thinking about a math question before being suddenly interrupted by the sound of people talking. Looking over with a slight frown, she saw Chu Jingnan and Xia Ruya walking along the crepe myrtle flowers trail together.

Xia Ruya tilted her head to look at Chu Jingnan and talk to him from time to time, her expression soft with a tinge of seductiveness. And Chu Jingnan leaned towards her to listen with a focused expression, with a graceful and gentle aura all over him, emitting a charm that only belonged to mature men.

At this point, a gentle breeze blew over, twirling the petals of the crepe myrtle flowers on both sides of the trail into the air. The colorful floating petals, as if sprinkled by a fairy, were gorgeous and pretty, and made that couple appear even more compatible, just like Romeo and Juliet.

Wen Xinya curled up her lips—indeed, a jerk and a slut were the most compatible.

“Big Brother Chu, the school’s anniversary celebrations is in just three days…” Xia Ruya was talking to Chu Jingnan when she suddenly turned her head to look at him. He seemed slightly out of sorts and was obviously not listening to her. Curious, she looked in the direction of his gaze and saw Wen Xinya sitting on the lawn and reading a notebook.

The crepe myrtle flower season was about to be over and flowers in full bloom were being shredded. The floating flower petals landed all over her hair and body—that brilliantly gorgeous colors and exquisitely dainty shapes made her appear even more graceful and beautiful—indeed peerlessly gorgeous.

Once again, she recalled Wen Xinya’s humiliation towards her at the vegetarian banquet previously. Jealousy and hatred instantly expanded like a spider’s cobwebs, wrapping around her entire heart.

“Big Brother Chu, Big Brother Chu…” Xia Ruya was in the student union with Chu Jingnan and naturally interacted with him more. Additionally, the school’s anniversary celebrations fell in September and the Institute handed it to the student union to organize. She was responsible for arranging the programs for the entire freshman level and hence interacted more frequently with Chu Jingnan. However, she had never seen him behaving inappropriately like this.

Chu Jingnan suddenly came out his daze, looked at Xia Ruya subconsciously, and asked, “What’s the matter? What did you say just now—I didn’t hear clearly. My apologies!”

“I just wanted to ask you about my suggestion earlier—not sure what you think?” Xia Ruya’s gaze looked towards Wen Xinya sinisterly. No wonder all this time, she had expressed her feelings towards Chu Jingnan, but he had always maintained his indifference and distance towards her and was not touched by her looks and pure, kind heart. So it was Wen Xinya this b*tch who had actually beat her to it.

Chu Jingnan frowned slightly as his gaze, once again, passed through the daintily extending branches and crepe myrtle flowers, as well as the sparse gaps between the gorgeous and radiant flowers, and looked towards the person by the flowerbed. “Your suggestion is not bad, but…”

“Ah!” Xia Ruya suddenly exclaimed, her beautiful skirt drawing a beautiful curve in the air before her frail body bent towards a side. That gorgeous posture swayed unsteadily like an extending crepe myrtle flowers branch—weak, frail, yet full of enchantment.

“Careful!” Chu Jingnan almost instinctively stretched out his arm, blocked her slender waist, and helped her up.

Xia Ruya’s body staggered and landed in his arms as her pale tiny face stuck snuggly onto Chu Jingnan’s firm chest, holding tightly onto Chu Jingnan’s clothes on his chest, not letting go no matter what.

Chu Jingnan’s body was tall and slender—she did not expect the body hidden under his clothes and thin frame to actually be so broad and sturdy. He did not smell of those awful cigarettes or alcohol, nor of corruption and overindulgence from years of fooling around, only a mild, refreshing scent of green grass, making her heart suddenly start beating furiously—lub-dub, lub-dub.

Xia Ruya’s face was utterly pale and horrible. She bit her lips tightly, looking even more frail and pitiful. “Big Brother Chu, I was so frightened. I thought I would fall down. Thank you for saving me.”

Chu Jingnan had originally wanted to push her way. However, feeling her frail body trembling non-stop, his heart softened slightly as a sense of sympathy arose within him. “Ruya, don’t worry. It’s over!”

Xia Ruya’s body was still trembling, obviously still suffering from the shock.

Just then, Wen Xinya, who had been reading the notes, was too disturbed by this pair of jerk and slut to continue. She had no choice but to pack her notes, get up from the lawn, and prepare to leave.

Xia Ruya sharply saw Wen Xinya and hurriedly called out excitedly, “Xinya, what are you doing here?”

Wen Xinya saw the couple in an embrace on the crepe myrtle flowers trail and tossed the hatred in her heart away—she had to admit that the two of them were indeed a match made in heaven. Feeling slightly vexed, she turned her back without bothering about Xia Ruya and got ready to leave.

And Chu Jingnan, upon seeing Wen Xinya, pushed the Xia Ruya in his arms away, almost by conditioned reflex. He caught up with Wen Xinya with hastened steps and grabbed her hand. “Xinya, you’ve misunderstood me. Ruya almost fell just now and I was only helping her up.”

With her wrist being grabbed tightly, Wen Xinya felt a sense of disgust and agitation in her heart and couldn’t help but struggle and say in anger, “Let go!”

“Not letting go!” Her reaction made Chu Jingnan’s heart flutter with joy. Thinking that Wen Xinya was being jealous, all the more he couldn’t bear to let her go.

Wen Xinya took in a deep breath, suppressed the agitation and disgust in her heart, stopped struggling, and looked up at Chu Jingnan. “What do you want before you’re willing to let go of me?”

Pulling her wrist, Chu Jingnan walked closer to her, looked down and into her annoyed eyes, and sneered. “You’re jealous and therefore angry?”

Wen Xinya suddenly widened her eyes. She really wished to cut his head open like a watermelon to see the exact composition of his brain—she thought she had already said it very clearly at the hospital previously. “What has anything between you and Xia Ruya got to do with me. Don’t play dumb with me.”

“Still say you’re not angry—your eyeballs are about to pop out.” Chu Jingnan looked the way she was staring and found it very adorable. Her strands of jet-black hair, under the scattered shadows of the crepe myrtle flowers, presented a kind of raven color, and the strands of raven hair, tainted with the petals of crepe myrtle flowers, actually made her look even more exquisite than the flowers.

“Your skin is really thicker than the corner of the city wall.” Wen Xinya looked at Chu Jingnan in disbelief, utterly in awe of the extent of the thickness of his skin.

“Haha! Everyone says that only by being thick-skinned can one get the girl he likes. For you, I don’t mind thickening my skin by a few layers.” Chu Jingnan lifted his finger and nibbed a crepe myrtle flower petal stuck onto her hair.

Pa!

Wen Xinya suddenly lifted her hand and slapped that filthy hand of his. While Chu Jingnan wasn’t paying attention, she suddenly flung his hand away and took a step back abruptly. Her entire body was filled with the strength to strike at any time, defending against any sudden attack of his like just now. She truly did not want to let this kind of jerk touch her again—that would only disgust her.