Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Early the next morning, I warmly and elegantly changed the blue embroidered long skirt of peach blossoms. The three thousand blue silks were held only by the sapphire roses, the sapphire roses in the ears, the thin petals, and the silver long Ruixi stretches out of the flowers and dangles in her ears. The tip of the long stamen is dotted with noble topaz and trembles as she moves.

This elegant dress looks even more jade and clear!

The corners of the Wen Xinya mouth contained a gentle and elegant smile, "Grandpa and grandma are early, and Dad is aunt early!"

Grandpa Wen nodded, the serious coldness on his face softened a lot: "Sit next to Grandpa."

A Wen Xinya smile walked over and sat down.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became weird, and the Wen Xinya state was fully open. Yesterday, Ning Shuqian's mother and daughter didn't get anything good from her, and she certainly wouldn't give up. Life, Wen Haowen willingly at the mercy of Ning Shuqian.

Wen Yuya smiled sweetly: "Sister, why do you get up later than us every morning, making it seem like the whole family is waiting for you all by yourself."

"Don't make fun of your sister." Ning Shuqian gave her a sideways look, then looked at Warm and Ya, with a smile on her lips, and a kind and gentle look: "Xin Ya, your sister is an unspoken nature, you You know it, so don't give her general knowledge, right! How did you sleep last night? "

A simple sentence, first turned Wen Yuya's provocation into a joke, and finally a simple greeting to turn the topic away, she was naturally not entangled: "Thank Aunt Ning for your concern, I went shopping yesterday All day long, I fell asleep on the bed and fell asleep until dawn. "

The smile on Ning Shuqian's lips was deeper, and her eyes softly looked at Wen Haowen.

Wen Haowen looked Wen Xinya, changed her clothes, and looked like a new person. The whole temperament was noble and elegant, but what about it, no matter how on the table, it could not change her inner Crude.

"You are Miss Wen Jia. Your words and deeds represent the Wen family. You have just returned to the Wen family. You must know what you can do and what you cannot do. Don't confuse you with the little **** the street. Bring it to the Wen family, if we let outsiders know, where do we face Wen family. "

"Dad, I know!" Wen Xinya, bowed her head, it seemed that Ning Shuqian gave him a pillow wind yesterday.

When Wen Haowen heard her voice of cowardice and grievance, she felt angrily rising up: "You know that you still run to those places that are not indifferent. If you let the media know, you do n’t know what to write, you do n’t Face, we have face even here. "

All of a sudden, Wen Hao was shocked by Wen Haowen's anger. He raised his head and looked at him, a mist of water in Fengyan's eyes, with a blankness in his innocence that seemed to be unable to understand his meaning: Dad, am I doing something wrong? "

Wen Haowen was furious with her innocent expression, and was about to teach her a few words. Father Wen "snapped" the newspaper in his hand to the coffee table, and yelled, "Xin Ya is your daughter, what are you doing? Talking? Is there anything you can't say well? You have to sing the gongs and drums early in the morning to sing a big show? "

Wen Haowen glanced warmly and elegantly, and dissatisfied and looked at Mr. Wen: "Dad, I'm her, can't you teach her two words? You don't even ask her what she did? Now it has been passed in the circle. Opened and said that our Miss Wen family was extravagant and rude. "

"It's only a few days since Xinya returned to the Wen family, her reputation has spread in the circle, and you have no brains. Obviously, someone deliberately borrowed the topic to exert it."

Father Wen was a little disappointed in Wen Haowen. Xinya was his own flesh and blood, his body was bleeding, and the bones were broken, but he still had tendons. Although he had been abroad for 15 years, there was no feeling between the two, but Not so disgusted with her.

Wen Haowen was unconvinced: "If she doesn't have that past, others will naturally have nothing to say."

Mr. Wen sighed: "Before Xinya returned to the Wen family, we owed her to the Wen family, so we let her fall to Sri Lanka, so don't mention it again."

After speaking, Mr. Wen got up from his chair and turned to the study.

"Dad!" Wen Haowen chased unswervingly.

"It's really sinful. Since you returned to the Wen family, our Wen family has been in peace. Hey, where was it when Ya was there." The old lady gave her a warm look, afraid of their father and son. The two quarreled and followed.

In the living room, there are only Wen Xinya, Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya.

Wen Yuya's eyebrows raised Lao Gao, and her face couldn't hide her complacency: "Don't think that you are the real Miss Wen Jia when you return to the Wen family. Only one person in this family recognizes you."

The Wen Xinya hand on the knee clenched into fist joints and turned white, and her sharp nails pierced the tender tenderness of her palm, and her heart hurt. She took a deep breath and forced the tears in her eyes back: "I am the Wen family This is an indisputable fact, Miss. "

Those words were stunned, with a irresistible momentum, the eyes were cold, flashing a little bit of indifference and faint coolness, leaving Wen Yuya as a whole stunned and wondered how to refute.

"Why are you so provocative to me? Murphy, are you jealous of me?" She chewed the last four words, her face was unpredictable, soft at first, but slowly getting colder and colder, and finally cold.

Wen Yuya snorted subconsciously, and her sluggish emotions came to her. The words of warmness and elegance were like a sharp arrow stuck in her heart. Wen Yuya's face was distorted with resentment: "You don't talk nonsense, What can you do to make me jealous? Do you have western etiquette? Will you ballroom dance and wine tasting? I do n’t know how to do it all, but a rough girl who grew up outside, a small mess on the streets. Just don't think how noble you are. "

Warm and sneer: "I am indeed noble, but Miss Wen ’s name is very noble."

Wen Yuya suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "You ..."

Ning Shuqian took Wen Yuya's hand and gently patted her to appease her: "Ms. Wen's name is really noble, but no one can set off nobleness."

Wen Yuya seemed to think about it, her anger was gone, with a gloating smile on her face: "What good it is to play tricks, it's hard to protect yourself. You are still so proud of it, you won't even know how to die for a while . "

Wen Yuya's words gave Warm Yayou a strong sense of crisis.

Ning Shuqian pulled Wen Yuya and said, "Mom Wang, I will send someone to have breakfast in my yard."

There was only one Wen Xinya one in the living room. At this moment, Wang's mother was preparing to go upstairs with breakfast, and warmly and elegantly called Wang's mother: "Mom Wang, is this grandpa's breakfast? Leave it to me! I'll take it."

Mother Wang naturally gave breakfast to Wen Xinya.

Wen Xinya, carrying breakfast, came to Father Wen's study, only to walk to the door and hear the intense quarrel.