Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 79: I was framed...

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the cloakroom, the air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs and vague devastation. In the dim yellow light, there was a mist of decadence, forming an ambiguous air of lust.

In the ruins, there was a man and a woman on the ground, dubiously entangled.

Xu Zhenyu’s eyes blurred in a second. In his blurred vision, only two outlines were moving. It was as though he was submerged in ice, the cold biting into his bones. It felt as though his whole being, his whole world, had been frozen.

His heart tightened. That scene from his nightmare rushed into his head, and he was unable to push it back down. The bone-chilling pain gripped at his heart, making him ball his fists tight and grit his teeth.

“Ah...” The sharp sounds reverberated around the room.

Two girls fled from the mess they saw in the room.

A few young men were shocked; they had not expected this scene to unfold within the cloakroom. Someone even bled from their nose.

What was going on?

“Wen... Wen Yuya!” Jiang Yuqing’s eyes widened in disbelief. Looking at the scene before her, she was stunned.

The high-pitched sounds woke Wen Yuya from her reverie. It was as though she suddenly realized what was happening and shouted. “Get out, get out, don’t come here, leave... don’t come any closer...”

Wen Yuya turned away, trying extremely hard to hide her face. Shock, fear, shame, hopelessness, anger... all sorts of emotions poured out of her like water from a mountain. Her whole world was filled with darkness and despair. It was pitch black, with not a hint of light. There was no way out.

Everyone could not believe that the woman on the ground was actually the Wen Family’s step-daughter, Ning ¹ Yuya. It was unbelievable.

The Wen Family was a respectable family in society, even a dog owned by them would lead a better life than anyone outside the family. Although Wen Yuya was just the daughter from a previous marriage, she was still raised by the Wen Family for many years. It was true that many in their social circle looked down on her and scorned upon her as she went around, but she still had the status of being the Wen Family’s foster daughter. It was just beyond anyone’s imagination that Wen Yuya would actually do such a thing at Zhou Tianyu’s birthday banquet.

“Ah ah ah ah, go out... I said, go out...” Wen Yuya shouted, her whole being submerged in her emotions. It was as though only if she did that, she could release her deepest desperation.

Xu Zhenyu finally woke from his complex, demonic thoughts. As his vision cleared, he saw that the woman entangled with the man was actually Wen Yuya and not Wen Xinya.

The knot in his heart loosened, and he felt a weight lift off his shoulders. That was when he realized that his vest was cold; his cold sweat had soaked his shirt. It clung to his vest, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xu Zhenyu looked at Wen Yuya viciously. “Shameless. You’re not even an adult, but yet you do such an act with a man. Even if you wanted to do it so badly, you should have done it in your own house. Yet, you came all the way here to dirty the Zhou Family’s floor.”

His pupils rapidly decreased in size, making his vision turn red. His body emitted an aura of anger, bit by bit. If... the person inside had been Wen Xinya, would the person lying next to the man be Wen Xinya?

Xu Zhenyu could not help but think of that dream, where Wen Xinya fell into the trap of Ning Shuqian, Xia Ruya, and Wen Yuya and ended up losing her virginity before she was even an adult.

The screams from the two girls earlier startled the guests downstairs. Everyone ran upstairs out of curiosity, flooding the cloakroom. They were incredulous to see the scene that unfolded within the cloakroom.

Xu Zhenyu swept the crowd with his ice-cold eyes, looking for the silhouette of Xia Ruya. He had previously noticed that Xia Ruya was not present at the ballroom. Xia Ruya and Wen Yuya were inseparable. Since Wen Yuya was here, it meant that Xia Ruya should have been nearby.

Xu Zhenyu’s sharp eyes noticed the vain cover of the closet. He made a beeline for it and pulled it open with a single move.

Xia Ruya’s face was as pale as a sheet, cowering within the closet. The dim light shone on her face and body. She bent her body even more and curled up tighter.

She lifted her head slightly, like a swan beautifully stretching its jade neck. In the dim light, she shone as white as snow and as brilliant as a jade. Her beautiful, pure face was clear as ice and clean as jade.

She looked at Xu Zhenyu like that, her big eyes watery like dew on blooming flowers. Her eyes shone like crystals, and her brows shivered like a pistil in a blizzard, pale and weak.

She looked fragile and pitiful. Any man who saw her would have his heart broken in sympathy.

However, Xu Zhenyu was not just any man. He originally felt only disgust towards Xia Ruya. Now, seeing her pretense, he felt beyond repulsed. In one swift movement, he dragged her out.

“No, please don’t...” Xia Ruya screamed, her body staggered, and she stumbled onto the floor.

Her clothing was in pieces, obviously unable to cover her developing yet beautiful body.

Her young and tender body caused the bunch of young men who had yet to mature over love to cough indiscreetly. Their young, hot blood surged. The gazes they gave Xia Ruya were filled with impetuous lust.

It was unknown who had shouted in excitement, “It’s Xia Ruya, the Miss Wen whom the Wen Family had previously wrongly recognized.”

Xia Ruya subconsciously covered her own face, as though forgetting that her chest and her bottom were in plain view.

Jiang Ruoxin and Jiang Yuqing were completely stunned. They had originally thought that the person inside would be Wen Xinya. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Wen Yuya and Xia Ruya. Thinking back, they had thought that Xia Ruya was classy and graceful, the role model of all children of affluent families, but they would never have imagined that Xia Ruya would be so arrogantly shameless.

“I was framed. I came to use the toilet on this side. Upon hearing sounds in the cloakroom, Yuya and I entered to take a look, but who knew that the door was locked from the outside. I was framed...” Xia Ruya flusteredly tried to explain, her tears falling profusely. Like a flower in a hurricane, strength within her dismay, even if she bloomed pale and fragile, she was still beautifully captivating.

A boy saw her pitiful demeanor and gentlemanly gave up his own blazer for her to cover up her body.

“Thank you!” Xia Ruya’s tears flowed, and she hurriedly pulled the blazer over herself, hiding her exposed skin.

“Save me... Ruya, save me...” Wen Yuya’s weak, demonic voice rang from within the cloakroom.

Xia Ruya finally remembered about Wen Yuya and rushed over. The man was already unconscious, lying on one side. Wen Yuya was curled up in the corner. With her hands and legs tucked in, her body trembled non-stop.

“Yuya! Yuya, it’s alright now, I’m here.” Xia Ruya took off the blazer and used it to cover Wen Yuya’s body. She knelt on the floor, hugged Wen Yuya tightly, and whispered in her ear.

After a good while, Zhou Tianyu arrived with the housekeeper and a few maids. She was still underage, so it was natural that it was inconvenient for her to handle such a matter personally. Hence, she called the housekeeper to handle it.