Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

After her fever subsided, Xia Ruya began coughing violently again for several consecutive days. She then gradually recovered and by the time she did, she had already lost a significant amount of weight.

Old Mrs. Wen had stopped going for her mahjong sessions. Although it seemed on the surface that she had merely stopped because Xia Ruya had moved back into the Wen Family, Wen Xinya knew that it was actually because Old Mrs. Wen had been on a losing streak which even the God of Fortune could not save her from. Hence, she had spent a bomb on a God of Fortune statue and altar which she placed at home. She would offer joss sticks to the statue thrice a day.

Wen Xinya would be filled with a bizarre feeling whenever she saw Old Mrs. Wen kneeling on the praying mat.

Ever since Luo Le took Ning Shuqian’s pulse, she had stopped creating any more trouble and never once used her pregnancy to wreak havoc.

Wen Haowen had been a caring and dutiful husband and would rush home to look after Ning Shuqian after work every day. He would also be at Old Mr. Wen’s beck and call and do his best to be filial. Hence, he had no time to provoke Wen Xinya.

At this point, she had no idea how far the preparations for her coming-of-age ceremony had progressed.

After a few days of Russian lessons with Si Yiyan, she had already mastered the six basic vowels and the various consonant changes and syllables. She had begun to wonder if she actually had some talent in picking up a new language. Well, at least… she had been learning well under Si Yiyan. Did talent vary from person to person too?

Si Yiyan said, “Repeat after me, Ялюблютебя!”

Wen Xinya gritted her teeth and said to Si Yiyan, “Si Yiyan, are you just trying to play a prank on me again? Do you really think I don’t know that that phrase means ‘I love you’? Hmph! I didn’t watch so many Russian movies for nothing.”

That phrase was the one that she had picked up within the shortest time. When she was watching a Russian movie and listening to the conversation between the male and female leads, she instinctively mimicked the way the male lead mouthed the words. After learning the phrase, she repeatedly recited it in her head and tried to memorize it.

Si Yiyan frowned and said suggestively, “Ялюблютебя!”

Si Yiyan’s voice was warm and alluring, and he spoke in perfect St. Peter’s dialect which had a strong accent and moderate pitch changes. The accented vowels were a little elongated and he made the romantic words sound extremely enticing, yet firm and mature.

“Ятожетебялюблю!(I love you too)” Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with an alluring gaze which glowed vibrantly below the bright rays of the sun. Si Yiyan’s sweet nothings seemed to have brought her into the beautiful and utopia-like Garden of Eden.

Si Yiyan was the most romantic man in the world who could whisper the sweetest sweet nothings and was never stingy when telling her that he loved her. She knew… that the most moving sweet nothings were kept deep within the labyrinths of one’s heart. Passion would burn all the time and the flowers in love would always be in bloom.

Si Yiyan looked at her with an alluring gaze and said, “You’ve learned well, but you have room for improvement.”

He then slowed down and repeated the phrase to her.

Wen Xinya stared at him and watched every movement of his lips. It was a delicate and soft moment, after which his tongue would move with every intonation, making him appear suggestive and sexy.

Just like before, Si Yiyan was hard to please and continuously made her practice again and again.

Wen Xinya noticed that his eyes seemed to glisten like fireworks whenever she recited the phrase.

He would grin wider with each time she recited the phrase.

Every time she recited the phrase, he would beam with joy.

Despite knowing that Si Yiyan was just nitpicking on purpose, she decided to give in to him and her heart fluttered like a blooming flower.

“Я…”

Si Yiyan kissed her rosy lips and stuck his tongue into her mouth passionately.

“Are you thirsty? he asked suggestively.

“Hooligan,” Wen Xinya remarked coquettishly, pounding his chest teasingly while glaring at him. She could not help but be reminded of the time when Si Yiyan duped her into repeating the Russian phrase again and again until she was parched. He also had helped quench her thirst by kissing her.

Despite being incredibly aroused and overwhelmed with excitement, Si Yiyan decided to suppress his urges at the thought of her turning eighteen in less than a month.

Wen Xinya asked in a soft and raspy voice, “Si Yiyan, how many languages are you proficient in?”

Si Yiyan stared at her charmingly with an ambiguous smile on his face. He answered, “I usually converse in five languages: English, French, German, Russian and Chinese.”

Wen Xinya gazed at Si Yiyan in puzzlement and asked, “What about the ones that you rarely use?”

Si Yiyan was trying to mislead her. However, she was no longer the silly Wen Xinya who would be pranked easily. She did not believe that he was only proficient in five languages.

Si Yiyan’s eyes lit up and he said, “I usually pick up the local language after staying at a certain place for six months.”

Seeing that he had still given an evasive reply, Wen Xinya squinted and flaunted her teeth at Si Yiyan. “Which countries have you stayed in for more than six months? Tell me about it!”

There must be something fishy, she thought.

Si Yiyan had no choice but to answer, “I’m basically proficient in about tens of languages.”

He did not wish to attack her and hurt her ego. However, she really lacked talent in learning languages… After all these days, she had only managed to master the basic vowels and changes in consonants. Back when he was in Russia, he managed to pick up some conversational phrases within just a few days.

Wen Xinya’s eyes widened and she screeched in disbelief. “Tens of languages!?! That defies the law of nature!”

Si Yiyan was only 23 years old this year and it was not logical for him to have spent half a year in each place, since he had mastered tens of languages.

She then got increasingly agitated and glowered at Si Yiyan angrily. “Si Yiyan, you must be God’s illegitimate son. Otherwise, why does God love you so much? He blessed you with ravishing good looks, an extremely wealthy family background, unbelievable talent, and incredible intelligence…”

Wen Xinya got angrier and angrier as she continued. At last, she turned as red as a tomato.

Si Yiyan stared at her rosy cheeks and said, “Now that I think about it, Heaven does seem to love me a lot.”

Wen Xinya glowered at him and showed her teeth.

Si Yiyan chuckled and said, “However, Heaven loves you more. He gave you such an outstanding man. What’s not to love?”

Wen Xinya cocked her head and guffawed. “Haha, Si Yiyan… you’re just praising yourself! But… you’re right. Heaven does love me!”

Not only was she given a new lease on life, she was also given kinship, friendship… and the outstanding Si Yiyan.