Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

The Oriental Pearl Hotel was one of the finest hotels in the capital city. Similar to the grand ballroom at the Shangri-La which was more suited for formal dinners, the Oriental Pearl Hotel was apt for birthday parties as well as various social parties.

Wen Haowen very generously booked the entire grand hall of the Oriental Pearl Hotel and invited famous personages from all fields in the capital city. All red wines and champagnes at the dinner were premium wines from Australia, and he even specially engaged a four-star chef from France to prepare the food.

The scale of the party was extremely huge.

The party started on time at 8 P.M., and guests started streaming in from around 7.30 P.M. The magnificent and grandiose hotel hall was filled with perfumed clothes and gorgeous hair, the luxurious and extravagant ceiling lights emitted bright and gold rays of light, gentle piano music streamed softly, and the mild scent of red wine hung in the air.

Ning Shuqian was clad in a rose-red back-bearing gown, with a V-cut in front which revealed a huge area of smooth and fair skin, her voluptuous chest compacted into a deep cleavage oozing forbidden seduction. The V-cut at the back almost fully revealed her beautiful, snow-white back and her enchanting spinal curve which extended all the way to the groove between her buttocks, before abruptly disappearing.

The matching blue diamond accessories on her were worth over $8 million—the deep blue diamonds complimented her beautiful and enchanting looks, as well as her gentle and classy disposition, and made her radiant with a brilliant glow emitted from within.

It was Ning Shuqian’s first time organizing such a hotel party—she was in high spirits, sparkling, carried an elegant, classy, gentle, and magnificent aura, and was full of sweet smiles.

“Shuqian, you look so beautiful today.” Wen Haowen looked at her balanced combination of enchantment and dignity, revealing elegance and class, radiating extraordinary shine, and could not help but to stare blankly.

“Really?” Ning Shuqian said, pleasantly surprised, as she adjusted her necklace and frowned slightly, seemingly slightly unhappy. “But I still feel that there’s an imperfection somewhere.”

“Don’t imagine things, I believe you’ll be the star of the show tonight.” Wen Haowen looked at her, his tone carrying a sense of honor and pride.

Adjusting the necklace once again, Ning Shuqian said, “Haowen, help me take a look—I still find the necklace a mismatch to the gown.”

She then leaned in towards Wen Haowen.

The more Wen Haowen looked at Ning Shuqian’s deep cleavage, the more he felt a mysterious lure, her snow-white breasts almost ready to emerge at his call. A wave of devilish fire brewed in his lower abdomen, and his mind suddenly went blank as his eyes continued to stare at her closely—he couldn’t judge the compatibility of the accessories at all.

Ning Shuqian said in a flirtatious yet soft voice, “The clarity of the blue diamond on this necklace is not good enough and doesn’t make my skin look sufficiently exquisite. Also, the diamond isn’t huge, seemingly petty. It’s my first time organizing a party, I’m not sure if it’ll be a disgrace to you.”

Wen Haowen’s vision instinctively followed her words—strangely, although he previously felt that the necklace looked perfect on her, it did not seem good enough at this moment.

Excitement flashed past Ning Shuqian’s eyes, and a flirtatious wave circulated in them. “My gown was designed by the world renowned fashion designer from Milan, Kai Wen, and will definitely be better paired with a big diamond with high clarity.”

Wen Haowen’s vision flickered as he thought about the Star of the Sea in the Old Man’s hands. He grabbed her into his arms and caressed her clear, snow-white back with his big palms. “You’re right—a big diamond will match your disposition better. In the future, I’ll get the Star of the Sea from the Old Man and gift it to you.”

Ning Shuqian’s eyes were filled with a burning glow. “Thank you, Haowen! But… I heard that the Old Man intends to give the Star of the Sea to Xinya…”

Wen Haowen’s face turned gloomy suddenly. “She’s merely a small, immature wretch, not befitting of the precious Star of the Sea’s elegance. In any case, the Star of the Sea was meant to be given to the daughter-in-law of the Wen Family, so it belongs to you anyway—the Old Man can forget about giving something that’s yours to Wen Xinya.”

However, he forgot that the Star of the Sea was given to Mo Yunyao and was thus Mo Yunyao’s property. With Mo Yunyao dead, the item naturally became Wen Xinya’s.

Ning Shuqian’s heart was burning with excitement but did not show anything on her face. Looking down at her wristwatch, she said, “Haowen, it’s almost 8 P.M., but Xinya’s not here yet.”

Wen Haowen laughed coldly. “Don’t worry, she’ll definitely come. It’s just a matter of time.”

Previously, in order to invite Wen Xinya to attend her birthday cocktail party today, Shuqian had specially gifted her with a present worth $3 million. He had also gotten his secretary to give her a few reminder calls, showing Wen Xinya sufficient respect. Having just returned to the Wen Family, if Wen Xinya did not want to mar her reputation because of this, she would have to come to the party.

Wasn’t Wen Xinya very arrogant? Didn’t she deny Shuqian as her stepmother? In a while, regardless of her unwillingness, she would have to attend for the sake of her own reputation.

Didn’t the Old Man refuse to acknowledge Shuqian as his daughter-in-law no matter what? In a while, the Wen Family’s successor will openly attend her stepmother’s party, celebrating her stepmother’s birthday, confirming Shuqian’s identity—moving forward, people in the circle would not dare to mock him again.

“Let’s continue waiting, then!” Ning Shuqian sneered slightly—until now, Wen Haowen still did not understand the kind of person his own daughter was. Otherwise, how could she have persuaded Wen Haowen to hold this birthday cocktail party for her?

At this time, Wen Haowen’s assistant hurried over. “CEO, I can’t get through Miss Wen’s phone.”

Wen Haowen’s face turned black instantly, and he could not resist grinding his teeth in anger. “This rascal, playing hard to get after we gave her some respect. Leave it, she’ll come on her own later.”

Wen Haowen’s expression was deteoriating—if no one from the Wen Family attended the birthday cocktail party, no matter how grand it was, it would be just a one-sided show put up by Ning Shuqian and himself, providing entertainment to the others and inviting mockery for no reason.

Ning Shuqian looked at Wen Haowen with sorrowful eyes, from which tears fell. “Haowen, I feel that Xinya probably won’t come. She has always disliked me, how is it possible that she’ll come and attend my birthday cocktail party and help me raise my profile? Haowen, shall we cancel the party? If organizing a birthday cocktail party for me will implicate your reputation, I…”

Watching as her tears fell, Wen Haowen’s heart ached badly. “Don’t be silly, the party will start any time, how can we cancel just like this—isn’t it more embarrassing if it gets out? Stop crying, you’re the star today, you’ve got to be pretty—that’s how to do me proud. Let me handle the other matters.”

It was the exact outcome that Ning Shuqian wanted to achieve. At this stage, she would have to clean herself up, so that during the party later, if Wen Xinya did not appear, embarrassing Wen Haowen, she would not be implicated. Instead, all the blame would shift onto Wen Xinya.