Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 211 - 220

Chapter 211: To Dump the Jerk into the Mud, Never to Rise Again

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Since she left in a panic the other day, she had not met Si Yiyan again.

She purposely tried not to think about the matter concerning Si Yiyan, as if she had chased that person out of the door to her heart.

Seeing the image of Zhou Tianyu and Gu Junling chasing each other around in laughter now, Wen Xinya recalled the last time when she and Si Yiyan were stopped by a few gangsters. Si Yiyan had settled them in no time and she had praised Si Yiyan for being awesome. The topic of the hero saving the beauty and pledging of devotion then extended to much fun and laughter for them.

A man so simply self-indulgent, like a budding flower in the snow, as Si Yiyan had actually chased her around like a big boy. At that time, she was also laughing joyfully like Zhou Tianyu.

The surging memories were unstoppable—each and every little thing that she had experienced with Si Yiyan arose in her mind uncontrollably.

Following which, she also thought of Chu Jingnan—the seven years of foolish devotion in her previous lifetime, the reunion in this lifetime, that unforgettable face, and the bone-shattering painful love seemed to replay before her eyes. Instead, she was like an outsider watching a touching movie which couldn’t trigger the least bit of her approval.

The two faces continuously intertwined in her thoughts.

She suddenly realized that, compared to Si Yiyan, Chu Jingnan was but an ordinary person.

“Xinya, Xinya, Xinya…”

She suddenly looked up and saw Zhou Tianyu’s gradually magnifying face filled with worry.

Seeing that her eyes were fogged up and zoned out without a hint of focus, Zhou Tianyu felt very worried. “Xinya, you alright? You didn’t respond to my constant calls, and had a scary changing look on your face.”

Wen Xinya gently blinked her blurry eyes, and Zhou Tianyu’s face became clearer. “I’m alright, just thought of some things in the past and lost my focus.”

“You don’t look too good. Are you feeling unwell—why don’t we check it out at the hospital!” Zhou Tianyu was still very worried as she thought of Xinya’s expressions just now—pale and ferocious one moment, pained and hopeless the next, joyful and happy one moment, beautiful and enchanted the next, constantly changing—she almost thought that Xinya was having a nightmare.

Wen Xinya shook her head and said, “I’m really alright. Don’t you worry.”

With a gust of cold wind, Wen Xinya felt a chill on her singlet. Only then did she realize that just now she had been immersed in the nightmare, and within a short time, she was drenched in perspiration, her singlet completely wet.

Zhou Tianyu saw her shoulders shivering and asked with concern, “Xinya, did anything happen to you? I feel that since the start of school, you’ve been out of sorts, as if you’re endlessly busy with studying every day.”

With a twinkle in her eye, Wen Xinya smiled and said, “Although I’ve self-studied the Secondary Three courses, I’ve, after all, not received formal education. As I have a weak foundation, the high school courses are quite tough for me. Clumsy birds have to start flying early—naturally, I’ve to put in more effort than those around me.”

Actually, she was trying to avoid thinking about the matter concerning Si Yiyan. She had purposely occupied herself with her studies so that she wouldn’t have the time to think about the matter concerning him.