Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 101 - 110

Chapter 101: The After-Effects of Quitting a Drug Addiction

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

In a daze, Wen Xinya thought she heard Xu Zhenyu’s voice. That voice seemed to come from the otherworld, knocking heavily at the room of her heart. “Xu Zhenyu… is that you? Have you come to save me?”

Her weak voice, intermittently filled with tremors, was as though she was in a world of ice and snow, the chill coming from her bones.

Si Yiyan’s long and narrow eyes were increasingly filled with coldness. He bent slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a low voice, “It’s me, Si Yiyan, have you forgotten?”

“Xu Zhenyu… I’m cold!” Wen Xinya’s consciousness was similar to rootless duckweed like the seeds of the willow drifting in the wind, unable to find any focus. In her mind, there was only Xu Zhenyu’s voice, freshly penetrating her life.

Si Yiyan’s expression grew darker. She was at her most painful stage, but the one she thought of was Xu Zhenyu, not him. This realization made him feel uselessly angered.

“Xu Zhenyu, give me… I’m in pain, give me…” Wen Xinya’s breaths quickened, her chest undulated constantly. In her throat, there were only her painful moans and her cold wheezing. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Si Yiyan understood the situation clearly. This was the start of the drugs taking effect. He thought it was odd. Wen Xinya had only just been injected with the drugs, the effects should not have appeared so soon.

“Xu Zhenyu, I’m in terrible pain. Please save me, save me…” Wen Xinya’s hands started to scratch her whole body, using both hands to strangle herself. Lying between Si Yiyan’s legs, her eyes kept rolling backward.

Si Yiyan abruptly grabbed her self-destructive hands. “Xinya, it’s okay, we’re reaching the hospital soon. In a while, you won’t be in pain anymore.”

Wen Xinya struggled like she was insane, wailing. “Let go of me… Xu Zhenyu, I beg you, hurry up and give it to me… I’m dying. If you still don’t give it to me, I will be dead soon…”

Si Yiyan pulled her to his chest, using both of his arms to lock down her frenzy. “Wen Xinya, listen to me. Don’t let the drug ruin your willpower. I’m here by your side.”

Wen Xinya’s arms were imprisoned in front of his chest. She bawled and struggled, incessantly hitting him and scratching him. “Give me, hurry and give me… I’ll do anything you say, just give it to me…”

“Oh!” Si Yiyan suppressed a groan, as though he could clearly feel the pain in his chest, fresh blood squirting out. The pain was so immense that it nearly destroyed his rationality.

“Jerk, bastard, I hate you, I hate you…” Wen Xinya suddenly pounced into his embrace, opened her mouth, and bit him on the pit of the stomach. Her lips and her teeth forced themselves into him non-stop. She kept biting him even when her teeth were numb with pain. A taste of rust and fishy sweetness melted in her mouth as she felt the adrenaline of revenge surge within her.

Hiss! Si Yiyan inhaled a mouthful of cold air and gripped the edge of the seat tightly until his knuckles turned white and the skin on the back of his hand turned pale. His veins were so green that it looked like they would explode, the bumps crisscrossed and intertwined and were distributed on the back of his hand.

As the carriage was saturated with a thick smell of blood, Gu Yuehan, who saw what had happened from the rear mirror, had his blood frozen immediately. “Young Ninth Master, let go of her quickly. Your wound cannot withstand such torment.”