Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

After separating from Zhong Rufeng, her Wen Xinya complexion was completely gloomy. Ning Shuqian, a bitch, used her birthday party to dig a pit for her, and later found a mixed person to deal with her. Hit her, mean more than once.

Ning Shuqian dealt with her so eagerly, or even reached a point of unscrupulousness. On the one hand, it may be because Ning Yuya was driven out of the Wen family and sent abroad to make her unable to swallow it. Shun, count it all on her, so new hatred and old hatred make her lose her mind.

Of course, more importantly, her introduction dinner was only held shortly before she officially returned to the Wen family. Both in Wen family and in the circle seemed to be unstable. Now is the best time to deal with her.

After a long time, she will have no chance to deal with her.

With this in mind, Wen Xinya has deepened Ning Shuqian's alert. In order to deal with her, Ning Shuqian has no idea what to do.

Warm and immersed in her thoughts, suddenly a sharp and loud horn sounded, and she suddenly awakened her thoughts. She looked subconsciously and saw an Aston Martin stop beside her.

This is Si Yiming's car!

Si Yi got out of the car and came to her and asked, "What are you thinking about so seriously, and you look so dignified?"

Wen Ya shook her head and said, "Nothing."

Just now, she did not intend to tell anyone, including Si Yizheng.

Si Yizhen naturally did not believe it, but it was not good to continue to ask: "It is dangerous to think about problems while walking on the road, so be alert in the future."

Warm and ya thought of the car that was approaching before, and looked up: "I see!"

Si Yizhen nodded, and said nothing more.

"Yes, Si Yizhang, why are you back?" Warm asked a little bit surprised, before he returned to Italy in an accident, why did he return suddenly, and within a few days.

Si Yibi said with a smile on his lips: "I was so surprised to see that I didn't tell you before that I would come back in the next few days?"

Wen Xinya eyes widened: "When did you tell me, why don't I know, as soon as you leave country Z, you disappear and there is no news."

The inextricable power relationship of Shiasi's makes him in a very dangerous situation, so he is always intrigued. As long as he leaves the country Z, they have almost never exchanged phone calls.

Si Yizhen asked helplessly: "Did you receive what I sent you from Italy before?"

"Received, you also sent me a little turtle ..." Wen Xinya, and then the reaction came, and the turtles returned together. She thought of the riddle on the previous card, and before she guessed, according to Si Yizhen's temper How could it be possible to play such a naive guessing game? It turned out to be meaningful.

Si also raised an eyebrow.

Wen Ya glared at him dissatisfied and said, "If you want to come back and say it directly, what are you doing to pretend to be a ghost?"

Obviously she didn't understand his deep meaning, but she hated him and pretended to be a ghost: "Do you still like the clothes and accessories shoes and bags I gave you before?"

When he was not around her, he could only refresh her sense of existence by giving her gifts, so that she would not forget about him for a moment, and ... he also needed to get her used to what he gave.

"The clothes are from the Henry Poole family. The shoes and bags are the world's top custom products. The accessories are first-class in both design and style. What can I not like." The Wen Xinya tone is a little faint, for him to make such a self-made She insisted on giving something to her. She was a little troubled, but thought that he had given her five sets of accessories anonymously in Saint-Joland before, and then sent many precious clothes to her. At this time, if she did not accept it, she would be disgusting. , But acceptance seems frivolous.

She was slightly hesitant, and Si Yizhang only when she didn't find it, smiled, "Just like it!"

Warm and glared at him: "Si Yizhang, you don't want to give me anything on your own initiative in the future, so that we seem to have a close relationship."

Si Yizhu looked at her in doubt, a little puzzled: "We have embraced, kissed, and spent Valentine's Day together. Isn't our relationship close enough?"

Wen Xinya for a while, she was speechless. She originally thought that she was holding on to the line of defense in her heart, and she did not open up to Si Yizhang. They were maintained by two people, ambiguous, and the scale of lovers was not full, but It turned out that she and he had crossed so many ambiguous standards without even realizing a clear name.

Thinking of this, she could not help but panic.

Si Yixuan's fingers gently stroked her cheeks: "You see, I gave you the pigeon blood ruby ​​that represents the stone of love. You also received it and wore it. Doesn't it mean that you have actually accepted me? ? "

"It was only received without my knowledge." Warm and subconsciously justified, but I couldn't help thinking about it that night, Si Yizhen told her how she saw her for the first time and told her about the pigeons. The meaning that the blood ruby ​​represents is that the moment flashes in the eyes, reflecting the street lights on the roadside, magnificent.

Si Yizhang looked at her, her eyes were as clear as Chao Lu, and gently moved the intoxicating ripples: "When in Nantong, I gave you my own homemade harp, and you did not refuse. It means to show love. "

Wen Xinya is dumb, the piano is full of emotions, and there are often such plots in costume dramas. As long as everyone knows the meaning, she feels that Si Yizhen has dug into a love trap waiting for her to jump. .

The sun shined through the branches of the camphor tree on the road, mottled on him, and Si Yijun sighed, "I don't want to force you, I just want you to face my feelings, not to avoid perfunctory."

There was a dry throat in Warm and Ya's throat, and she did escape from perfunctory treatment of Si Yizhen. She didn't feel it, but at this time he understood it clearly, but she felt a bit selfish and hateful. Feeling guilty of him.

She knew that if she could not respond to Si Yizhen's feelings, she should have rejected it earlier, but Si Yizhen had always grasped the scale and the vague expression made her unable to refuse at all.

"Comfortable and elegant ..." Si Yixi whispered to her, as if putting her name on the tip of her tongue and rolling and chewing.

"I ... I'm only fifteen, and it's not appropriate at this time ..." She dropped her head, her throat was dry, hoarse, and stuttering with refusal seemed so difficult.

Si Yizhen suddenly reached out and touched her lips with a finger: "Cozy and elegant, if you can't look into my eyes and say this to me, then don't say it."

He subconsciously raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but found that he was looking at the sky like the evening clouds gradually receding, and when Tianli Liuli's eyes, he typed the manuscript several times in his heart, it got stuck in his throat, a word Can't say.