Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heires

Chapter 157: Heartless

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was a pity that nobody acknowledged her—the two people in the heat of anger had already totally treated her as non-existent.

Wen Haowen didn’t expect the Old Man to really drive him out of the old mansion because of Wen Xinya, causing the raging fires in his heart to burn continuously and to lose his sense of logic once again. “Great, we’ll just move—anyway Father, you’ve always disliked me and found Shuqian an eyesore. Now with your granddaughter, you’re not lacking anything, and naturally, don’t want to see us even more. I’ll move out now and not be your eyesore anymore.”

Old Mr. Wen was so furious that he laughed. What an altisonant statement! It was obviously Haowen who had used moving out to threaten him, but now it became him driving Haowen out of the Wen Family. “If you want to move, do it sooner—so that all of you can stop creating trouble and make the house no longer a home.”

Old Madam Wen watched as the father and son argued, and was so worried that a few of her hairs turned white. “Old Man, why are you still fighting with your son? Can’t you just say something nice to Haowen? Instead, you’re driving Haowen out of the Wen Family—you’re trying to wreck our Wen Family!”

Old Mr. Wen’s piercing glare landed on her. “You heard clearly just now—he wants to move out of the Wen Family, I’m not driving him out.”

Embedded in his tone was monstrous anger—spare the rod and spoil the child—it was her who had internalized such an attitude within Haowen, and it was because of her protection that Haowen dared to always oppose him!

Old Madam Wen held back her tears, and, breaking into a cold sweat, hurriedly went to tug at Wen Haowen. “Haowen, talk things out nicely with your Father, don’t keep talking about moving out of the Wen Family—you’re hurting me and your Father!”

As he listened to her, Wen Haowen’s face was expressionless. “Anyway, now that he has his granddaughter, he doesn’t have his son—me in his eyes anymore. There’s no reason for me to stay in the old mansion to be his eyesore.”

Only then, Old Madam Wen saw Wen Xinya with her head hung at the sofa. Realizing that the father and son were arguing because of her, Old Madam Wen’s heart surged with detestation for her. “You unlucky star, causing arguments in the Wen Family once you returned. Watching your Grandpa and Father arguing, you just looked on indifferently—really, what’s your motive, previously...”

“What are you stirring in between—today, it’s me deciding to drive Yuya out of the Wen Family because she has done something harmful to the Wen Family, costing the reputation of the Wen Family. What has it got to with Xinya? One of us is her Grandpa, the other, her Father, is there anything she stands to gain from stirring things between us?” Old Mr. Wen suddenly cut Old Madam Wen off in an extremely harsh tone.

Old Madam Wen was tongue-tied!

“Grandma!” Wen Xinya raised her head up slowly, the face which had been hit by Wen Haowen was severely swollen and terrifying to watch. And, at the side of her mouth, there was a trail of blood that had almost dried up, making her appear frail and pitiful.

As Wen Xinya’s swollen face was absorbed by Old Madam Wen’s eyes instantly, her pupils retracted, and she dared not look her in the eye.

Wen Haowen, however, said unsatisfactorily, “Father, what exactly did Yuya do that was harmful to the Wen Family—she’s merely a fifteen-year-old underage girl, what harmful thing to the Wen Family could she have done?”

Old Mr. Wen was already utterly disappointed with him. Waving his hand, he said, “Mother Wang, bring today’s papers and magazines over.”

Mother Wang retrieved the papers and magazines from the morning. “Master, look at the papers and magazines yourself!”

Puzzled, Wen Haowen saw the strange look in Mother Wang’s eyes, lowered his head, and, on the magazine, saw photos of Wen Yuya embroiled in a fight at a party. He flipped the page to a mosaicked raunchy photo on the bottom right corner, which turned out to be Wen Yuya on closer look, accompanied by a write-up on Wen Yuya screwing around with a mysterious guy in the cloakroom at Miss Zhou’s party!

Scornful and disdainful comments were plastered all over the following page. Wen Haowen went through the papers and magazines one by one, and they were almost entirely filled with articles on Wen Yuya, and even implicating himself because of Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya!

Discreetly hinting that like mother, like daughter, pointing out that Wen Yuya knew how to seduce men at such a young age, her mother must have been screwed by many before, so it seemed that CEO Wen liked impure women, especially the kind with children from a previous marriage!

Wen Haowen suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. As if he had been ruthlessly slapped on the face, sparks flew before his eyes.

Old Madam Wen also saw the papers and magazines and recalled that earlier that day, when she was playing mahjong, a few of her mahjong buddies looked at her weirdly, even discreetly mentioning Wen Yuya a few times—she had always disliked Wen Yuya, so, whenever they mentioned Wen Yuya, she responded coldly with single words. Thus, she didn’t know what they were trying to express.

Seeing the reports on the papers and magazines now, she instantly felt ashamed as the Grandma. She held the papers, her hands trembling with anger until they almost couldn’t grip the thin papers. “Haowen, look what’s written all over these. Even if you have no sense of shame, your Father and myself do—merely a foster daughter, but caused the media to criticize your Father and me behind our backs. Atrocious!”

“Damned media, really treating our Wen Family as premium meat—always keeping close tabs on us.” Wen Haowen was in the heat of the moment. Thus, hearing Old Madam Wen’s words exacerbated his anger, causing him to ruthlessly tear the papers in his hands up. No matter how silly he was, he could guess that Ning Shuqian had used him as a murder instrument, causing his heart to blaze with furious fires.

Seated on the sofa, the corner of Wen Xinya’s lips curled up slightly—Ning Shuqian felt that Wen Haowen was Wen Yuya’s biggest hope at the moment, was overconfident with her place in Wen Haowen’s heart, thus making him stand up for herself.

However, she couldn’t have expected that the act merely shot herself in the foot!

Such was the blindness of women—previously, Wen Haowen had been cold-hearted towards his mother because of Ning Shuqian, making Ning Shuqian think that she was the woman that Wen Haowen loved the most. However, she forgot that... a man’s cold-bloodedness towards his first wife indirectly reflected his heartlessness.

Throughout the fifteen years, Ning Shuqian had been passive in front of Wen Haowen, purely because she did not threaten Wen Haowen in any way. However, Wen Haowen had great ambition but puny abilities, and he was opinionated and autocratic. Now that Wen Yuya’s scandal had resulted in him, the foster father, being attacked, there was no way he could tolerate Wen Yuya!

She would never believe that Wen Haowen treated Wen Yuya as his own—for a man who was heartless towards his own flesh and blood, not much was expected from him towards a foster daughter. It was indeed true that there were feelings after years of living together; however, it could never amount to the reason for Wen Haowen’s kindness towards Wen Yuya.

Given Wen Haowen’s sensitive and suspicious character, he would definitely think that Ning Shuqian had used him as a murder instrument!

Ning Shuqian, it’s time for you to experience having to suck it up in front of Wen Haowen!

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