Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 201 - 210

Chapter 201: Better Get the Hell Out of Lan Feng!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Xinya only crossed her arms as she watched her self-directed speech with a cold look in her eyes.

Seeing her cold expression, Jiang Ruoyin was again reminded of the watch incident and felt slightly uneasy. Gloating, Jiang Yuqian looked at Wen Xinya. “Didn’t expect you to actually come to Lan Feng Institute too. You probably don’t know, but not everyone can study here—those who made it here are all very outstanding. I heard you didn’t even go to secondary school—aren’t you afraid of tarnishing the Wen Family’s reputation by coming to Lan Feng Institute?”

Xia Ruxue said sarcastically, “Somebody chose to rush here to throw her face, you don’t have to worry for her. She’s the eldest daughter of the Wen Family, the successor of the Wen Family in the future—whichever school she wants to go to, it’s just a word from the Wen Family away.”

Wen Xinya casually played with her own fingers and said plainly, “Yup, not everyone can come to Lan Feng,” expressing her agreement with what they had said.

However, Xia Ruya’s heart thumped furiously, and Jiang Yuqian held her head up high and said arrogantly, “It’s good that you know—you better take your admission slip and get the hell out of Lan Feng!”

Wen Xinya’s eyes suddenly shot a piercing glow as she looked at Jiang Yuqian and Xia Ruya one by one, her small, elegant face radiating a soul-sucking force, making the few people in the house feel momentarily like grapes on the floor—tiny and insignificant. “Since you illegitimate girls can come to Lan Feng, then I, the dignified, legitimate eldest daughter of the Wen Family, naturally can come here. Since you girls aren’t afraid of losing face, why should I be afraid?”

With her words, Xia Ruya suddenly held her own hands tightly into fists, her sharp nails sinking into the tender flesh of her palms.

Jiang Yuqian’s face was twisted with fury—her identity as an illegitimate daughter was a black mark that she could never erase. “B*tch, you actually dare to scold me? So what if you’re the eldest daughter of the Wen Family—why don’t you take a look at your appearance—from head to toe, nowhere has half the taste of a girl from a wealthy family. Even with the glow of the eldest daughter of the Wen Family, you’re but a wild pheasant with bad taste.”
“B*tch—cursing me?” Wen Xinya’s asked in a curious tone, as she walked towards her aggressively.

Jiang Yuqian was secretly mocking her for not having any expensive jewelry or branded clothes on.

Wen Xinya laughed in her heart—indeed, she did not have any jewelry on, but on her head was a 500-year-old rosewood hairpin, and the clothes on her were all customized handmade clothes by the Henry Poole Family from Si Yiyan.

Jiang Yuqian turned pale as she felt Wen Xinya closing in, step by step. She instinctively stepped back quickly, but her words were unrelenting. “B*tch, of course, I’m cursing you.” With these words, Jiang Yuqian felt uneasy as a sudden realization hit her, filling her eyes with intense fury and hatred. “B*tch, you actually… tricked me!”

When Wen Xinya suddenly took a big step forward, Jiang Yuqian instinctively backed away, pressing her body onto the wall. “What do you want?”

“I hate it when people call me b*tch!” Wen Xinya’s fingers lightly brushed across the main artery on her neck.

Jiang Yuqian felt a bone-piercing sense of coldness from her moist hand, from which a chill traveled from her fingers and seeped into her skin. The ice-cold sensation flowed from her pores, veins, and started spreading throughout her body…