Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Chapter 242: This Is the Way of the Virgin Mary!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Then, everyone shook awake.

Oh yes, what happened previously?

Instantly, everyone shifted their glances towards Jiang Ruoyin laying on the floor haggardly. Only then did their blurry memories came back—just now, Jiang Ruoyin had scolded Wen Xinya and got slapped by her.

Jiang Ruoyin felt countless needle-like glances piercing towards her, causing her heart-wrenching pain all over her body, so painful that she did not even have the strength to cry. She was Miss Jiang who grew up as a pampered young mistress—how could she take pain like this! Her face was swollen and her body felt painful all over—she felt that the pain was almost causing her to die.

Jiang Yuqian was the first to come to her senses. She hurried over to help Jiang Ruoyin up.

Also coming round, Xia Ruya hurriedly asked with concern, “Ruoyin, are you okay—does it hurt?”

She stole glances at Si Yiyan from time to time—she had never seen such a peerlessly outstanding man, brilliant to his bones like the intellectuals of the Wei and Jin dynasties, with a stunning demeanor. Compared to him, Chu Jingnan was way behind.

However, that person never once glanced at her. Instead, he secretly looked at Wen Xinya from time to time.

Wen Xinya again. What was the basis—everywhere, everyone’s glances collectively fell on her. That was the case on the homecoming party, for Zhong Rufeng, for Chu Jingnan, and now, even for this Mr. Si.

Exactly how was she inferior to Wen Xinya?

Wen Xinya was but a little thug that had led a wandering life for fifteen years.

What right did she have to enjoy everyone’s attention?

Her eyes were filled with jealousy and hatred that seeped through her bones.

And that Mr. Si seemed to have noticed her gaze. He swept her a plain, cold, and harsh glance that did not have the least bit of emotion.

Xia Ruya felt as if she fell into an icy cellar, the warmth in her body instantly drained, the blood in her veins instantly crystallized, the color of her face instantly faded. She couldn’t help but shiver.

“It hurts, I’m hurting, I’m hurting all over.” Jiang Ruoyin suddenly burst into a loud cry, her sharp cries sounding hoarse and exhausted, looking much like she had nothing more to lose.

Xia Ruya shook awake and hurriedly consoled Jiang Ruoyin, albeit with still trembling hands.

Jiang Ruoyin’s sobs faded gradually. Watching as she cried bitterly from feeling sorry for herself, the few of them fumed uncontrollably deep down and suddenly shot Wen Xinya ruthless glances. If eyes could kill, Wen Xinya would have already died a hundred, a thousand times over.

Wen Xinya raised her brows and received their glances without a hint of fear.

Xia Ruxue pointed at Wen Xinya’s nose and scolded her. “Wen Xinya, what right do you have to hit someone—you’re too arrogant! This is Lan Feng Institute, don’t bring your ways of prowling the streets into Lan Feng.”

Jiang Yuqian added, “Violence is prohibited in the institute. Should you also apologize to Ruoyin for hitting her?” She looked at Chu Jingnan. “President Chu, Wen Xinya, in the presence of you and all of the student union members, physically hit someone in the student union office, disregarding the rules and regulations of the institute, belittling the student union’s authority—you have to punish Wen Xinya severely.”

Everyone’s gazes shifted onto Chu Jingnan.

Chu Jingnan frowned slightly—it was really not a situation for him to come forward.

Before Chu Jingnan could speak, Xu Tongxuan, who was standing beside Wen Xinya, looked at Jiang Yuqian and Xia Ruxue as though they were idiots. “Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear Jiang Ruoyin scold Xinya, prompting her to physically hit someone? Which rule or regulation of our institute states that you can’t retaliate when someone insults you? Instead, it was Jiang Ruoyin who openly scolded someone in the student union office—I think you guys are the ones who belittle the student union’s authority.”

“You’re obviously justifying with excuses.” Speechless, Jiang Yuqian retaliated instinctively. Suddenly, feeling that she was on the side of reason, she became significantly filled with confidence. “We’re quality students who’ve been taught manners—only thugs on the streets will do something like hit someone. Even if…”