REBORN ARISTOCRAT: RETURN OF THE VICIOUS HEIRESS

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Chapter 156: Father, Why Did You Hit Me?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Haowen stormed into the living room angrily, saw Wen Xinya talking to a helper, rushed towards her, and gave her a tight slap.

Pa! The loud slap reverberated in the living room non-stop. Wen Xinya was turned to the side, cupping her burning face, but feeling desolate inside.

“You beast, what are you doing?” Old Mr. Wen had been in the study room when Mother Wang hurriedly went upstairs to inform that Wen Haowen was back. When he rushed downstairs, he saw Haowen indiscriminately slapping Xinya.

Terrified, the helper turned pale and huddled herself up, afraid to be dragged into the fight.

Walking into the living room from the backyard, Ning Shuqian’s eyes flashed with pleasure as she saw the scene, a sense of delight from revenge looming up from deep within her.

“Haha!” Wen Xinya chuckled, slowly turning her head back around, the pair of indifferent eyes tainted with tears which glowed as they shook slightly, reflecting her stubbornness. She raised her eyes and looked directly at Wen Haowen. “Father, why did you hit me?”

Probably because they were awash with tears, her eyes looked exceptionally clear and bright—he felt that they looked through his everything, including his soul, looking beyond his handsome, suave skin, and seeing his unbearable thoughts. He suddenly felt flustered, and the hand that had hit her felt like it had contacted soldering iron—burning, numb, and in pain.

“So you instigated your Grandpa to drive Yuya out of the Wen Family? Let me tell you—Yuya’s the Wen Family’s foster daughter, and you have no hopes of driving her out of the Wen Family.”

Wen Haowen’s slap was the same as her previous lifetime, always given with all his might, as though he hated her deeply. Wen Xinya’s gaze hardened, her eyes filled with ice and frost. “Oh, yes! Yuya’s merely the Wen Family’s foster daughter and differs from me like the cloud and mud. Our Wen Family spares her meals which we can afford—why would I want to drive her out of the Wen Family?”

Such scornful and unfeeling words, as if Wen Yuya never meant anything to her, made Wen Haowen speechless at the first instance, and then a wave of flames gathered in his heart. “You’re still arguing!”

Wen Xinya’s eyes filled up with sadness and mildness, as well as stubbornness and coldness—the completely incompatible emotions displayed in the same pair of eyes, contradicting one another, was instead heartbreaking. “Since Father thinks so, so it shall be!”

She smiled mildly, but tears fell from her eyes inexplicably—smiling and tearing simultaneously, making one feel extremely disheartened.

Old Mr. Wen’s heart felt increasingly pitiful and guilty towards his granddaughter—he rushed down the stairs with big steps, his cold-blooded voice filled with harshness. “It’s me who’s driving Wen Yuya out of the Wen Family—do you want to slap me, like how you slapped Xinya, to vent your anger?”

Such terrifying harshness immediately recalled Wen Haowen’s sense of logic but did not extinguish the raging flames within him. “Father, why are you talking like this—am I such an unfilial person?”

Old Mr. Wen laughed coldly. “You’re not only unfilial, but you’re also rebellious—I’d objected to you marrying Ning Shuqian, did you listen? I’d objected adding Wen Yuya to our Wen Family’s account, did you listen? Various other matters, of which have you listened to me willingly—I say you’re just blinded and corrupted by others.”