REBORN ARISTOCRAT: RETURN OF THE VICIOUS HEIRESS

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Chapter 181: Ugly Wife Meets In-Laws

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

It was about 11:00 A.M. when Si Yiyan brought her aboard a Rex S9 Lucifer and slowly traveled towards the southern outskirts.

It was not Wen Xinya’s first time on board the car, but it was her first time knowing that the car had been customized and fully hand-made in Holland, represented his status, and was the one and only in the world—both the name and plate number of the car represented and symbolized his identity and status.

After getting on, she couldn’t help but tease. “Don’t tell me that this car also meets the NATO VR6 and VR7 safety standards!”

Si Yiyan tilted his head, sneaked a look at her, saw the gloating smile on her face, and replied plainly, “ATO has issued new VR8 safety standards which effectively withstands attacks by M67 of the M-make.”

Wen Xinya gasped and sneered at him uncontrollably. “Master Xiasi, just how hated by everyone are you—it feels like by being together with you, my life is constantly on the line. Do you think I’ll have the chance to witness a live mega shootout?”

“Nope!” Si Yiyan’s tone was full of confidence.

“Why not? Aren’t there many people wanting to take your life?” Wen Xinya questioned further in curiosity.

“Because it’s Country Z here—there’s no remission, so no one dares to be openly violent,” explained Si Yiyan plainly.

Wen Xinya curled her lips. “Indeed, it’s still the best in Country Z, our safety is safeguarded!”

Si Yiyan brought her to a scenic private cemetery covering a few hundred square meters which simply took her breath away.

In the middle of the cemetery, a circular tomb had been erected. “Xinya, this is my parents!”

Wen Xinya was shocked to learn that Si Yiyan’s parents had already passed on. She looked over at the greenish stone tomb and saw a photo of Si Yiyan’s parents—they had been buried together.

Si Yiyan took after 50% of his father’s looks, but his father had a much colder aura, the lines on his face radiating a sense of cold-blooded atrocity.

And his mother, though not very good-looking, had a pair of magnificent eyes, as though they had gathered all of the world’s splendor—she looked gentle and graceful.

Si Yiyan’s graceful eyes and brows had totally been inherited from his mother.

“Why would they…” Pass on at such a young age—Wen Xinya didn’t know how to put it across at the moment.

Si Yiyan said mildly, “My mother died amongst Xiasi Group’s complicated internal power struggles. Devastated, my father took his own life! They were 32 and 27 years old respectively when they died.”

Wen Xinya widened her eyes—although she imagined that his parents would have been very young when they died, such ages in their prime still shook her—so the world really had such sad, beautiful love to die for. “How old were you when you went to my Grampy’s place?”

Wen Xinya had heard Grampy mention that Si Yiyan’s father had been Grampy’s favorite student, and so, after he had found no more meaning in life, he had entrusted his child to Grampy.

“Seven years old!”

Wen Xinya suddenly felt cold all over—stories of such sad, beautiful love to die for no longer resonated with her the slightest bit—she couldn’t help but feel angry at this man’s cruelty and selfishness.