Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Wen Xinya had a splitting headache. She unmindfully pressed her hands against her forehead and could feel the numbing effects of alcohol gushing into her brain. After jolting her head twice with great strength, she started to regain some consciousness. As if she was in a nightmare, her entire world was being torn apart between the deafening DJ music in a devilish beat and the flickering disco light.

Her head was heavy with dizziness, and she could feel her stomach cramping. Covering her mouth with her hands, she dashed into the public washroom like a madwoman and threw up all the food inside her together with some gastric fluid and bile. Feeling much better after, Wen Xinya turned on the tap and splashed the running water onto her face, trying to keep herself awake.

Feeling refreshed, a question sprung to her mind—wasn’t she already dead?

Raising her head slowly from the basin, she could see a pretty, young face from the reflection in the mirror. It was not covered in thick layers of cosmetics. No eye bags or eye rings could be found beneath the pair of beautiful eyes. The pair of eyes had sparkles and brightness in them, instead of being dull and colorless caused by long-term alcohol abuse. There was also a waist length of soft, silky hair attached to the pretty face, rather than a set of bright red spiky hair.

It was like time had been reversed and everything was back to the beginning!

Wen Xinya touched her face with trembling hands. The baby-soft skin on her face belonged to a young teenage girl.

She darted out of the washroom recklessly. Seeing a waiter passing by with a tray in his hands, she grabbed him by the arm and asked, “Which year are we in right now? What is the date today?”

The waiter looked at her with his eyes wide open as if she was a lunatic, and replied, “March 28, 2010.”

Year 2010, it was the year she returned to the Wen Family at age 15!

Did she just experience a rebirth and went back to the year when she turned 15?

Wen Xinya couldn’t believe it. She ran dementedly into the crowd, grabbed a woman on the dance floor, and asked, “Which year are we in right now? What is the date today?”

The woman pushed her hands away and said, “Lunatic. Today, March 28, 2010.”

Again, it was March 28, 2010.

“Which year are we in right now? What is the date today?”

“Which year are we in right now? What is the date today?”

Wen Xinya kept on asking anyone she could find. People in the club treated her as if she was a madwoman and shunned her away wherever she went.

Indeed! She just had a rebirth and returned to the year when she was fifteen-years-old.

She had not lost her virginity underage, no drug abuse, and no spiked drinks that caused her to be caught on video acting indecently. The tragedy had not yet begun.

Wen Xinya felt enormous youth and power in her younger body. It was a feeling she had not experienced in 10 years! She smiled and cried with joy. Thank God she was able to return to when she was a 15-year-old. She was going to have a second chance. She decided she would live on her own terms.

While Wen Xinya was still in her own thoughts, she vaguely saw a man walking away from the crowd towards her. She stared at him with her eyes wide open. She would recognize this man even if he turned into ashes.

It was him… who destroyed her life and caused her to suffer 10 years of agony!

She recalled that today was the day when Xia Ruya visited Grandpa and Grandma at the Wen Family. The whole family was happy at her presence and surrounded her, while Wen Xinya hid in her own shadows with envy and jealousy as if she had stolen someone else’s happiness.

Xia Ruya was elegant while Wen Xinya was unrefined. She couldn’t help but feel ashamed of her own inferiority.

When Wen Xinya chanced upon Xia Ruya in the garden afterward, her uncouth behavior complementing Xia Ruya’s elegance.

Xia Ruya even humiliated her. “You are just a little sparrow, don’t even dream of becoming a phoenix.”

As a 15-year-old teenage girl, Wen Xinya was rebellious and impulsive. She never tolerated any insult. She lost her cool and fought Xia Ruya, accidentally causing Xia Ruya to fall into the water. The servants saw what happened and the news quickly spread to the rest of the Wen Family. Grandpa reprimanded her for being rebellious. Grandma blamed her for being vicious. Father regretted having her as a daughter.

Wen Xinya used her ruthlessness to complement Xia Ruya’s elegance.

At the same time, Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya showed concern toward her. The 15-year-old Wen Xinya was innocent and naive. She was immensely touched by their kindness. Soon after, when her stepsister Wen Yuya brought her to a bar for relaxation, it was then that Wen Xinya got drunk and lost her virginity.

The man took nude pictures of her and blackmailed her for 5 hundred thousand dollars. She had just returned to the Wen Family at that time and did not have that much money. In the end, Grandpa and Grandma got to know about this matter. Grandpa was disappointed in her, and Grandma felt disgusted.

That man in the bar suddenly grabbed Wen Xinya from the back and said, “Hey Hey! Young girl, how much for a night? Let’s go! Follow me and let’s have some fun. I promise I’ll make you extremely happy as if you’re in the seventh heaven.” The man’s lips landed on the back of her ears, trying to kiss and sniff her. He had a strong smell of alcohol mixed with body odor, making her feel sick.

There was a burning hatred within Wen Xinya. She had red bloodshot eyes from drinking too much alcohol. With a ferocious burst of energy, she reached to her waist and grabbed the man’s hand by one of his fingers and swang it downwards forcefully.

The man let out a loud cry of pain. “Argh!” But it was soon covered by the thunderous DJ music.

Wen Xinya followed up with a back kick, causing the man to fall to the ground. Putting one leg in between the man’s thighs, she gave a cold smile and threatened. “If you want to court death, I shall grant your wish. I’ll let you experience what ‘crotch pain’ means.”

Feeling the increasing pressure between his thighs, the man immediately became sober. His face turned pale with fear, perspiring profusely on his forehead. Realizing he was dealing with an overbearing, intractable girl, he quickly pleaded for mercy. “I… I won’t dare do it again… Please let me go…”

Wen Xinya knew she had caused the man to have urinary incontinence when she noticed that the middle of his pants became wet. She turned her leg with force and heard the man cry in deep pain. With such a level of strength, the man was unlikely able to create further harm to other women in the future.

With his hands covering his groin, the man rolled on the floor in pain. He screamed, “Bitch, I will not let you off! I’m going to sue you for this.”

Wen Xinya bent over, pinched his face, and said with a cold smile, “I did this as a form of defense. It’s just too bad that I couldn’t control my leg’s strength. But are you… able to go through the investigation? You’d better not take any chances!”

The man had finally understood that he was facing an intractable young girl. Now he couldn’t help but hate the person who had sent him those anonymous photographs and messages.

Wen Xinya moved closer and said in a harsh tone, “I don’t care what Ning Shuqian, Xia Ruya, and Wen Yuya have instructed you to do to me, but remember the one who’s right in front of you now. You’d better learn your lesson and avoid me whenever you see me later, and then I might just let you go.”

“My dear Missus, please let me go. It was my fault offending you. I will not dare to do it ever again.” The man pleaded bitterly. The sharp pain between his legs made it difficult for him to be rational, but he was able to regain awareness and abruptly recalled the name of these three people. It must have been them who sent him the anonymous messages, informing him where he could find a woman for pleasure and telling him to blackmail her with nude pictures. Otherwise, he would not have met with this nemesis.

At last, she would be able to take revenge for what happened to her in her previous lifetime. Wen Xinya’s sorrow started to disappear as her eyes burned with hatred. Memories of the moments before her death came flooding back to her and paused right at the scene of her last breath. She clenched her fists so hard that the joints on her fingers turned colorless. Her nails pierced through her palms until they turned bloody. She decided she would not let go of those who had done her wrong.