Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

The illness came like a falling mountain and left like silk. After Ye Wanwan's fever subsided, her body was very weak, so she stayed in her room to recuperate. After she finally recovered more than half of her illness, Ye Wanwan was worried that she would get sick if she stayed in her room all day, so she dragged her out for a walk.

Ye Wanwu arrived at the fourth floor with a confused mind.

Soft music was playing in the dining room, and the soothing music seemed to kiss her soul, calming her chaotic emotions gradually. Under the dim yellow light, the dining room was a little dim, but it had a unique charm of tranquility. The crisp and melodious laughter of women was particularly abrupt in the quiet environment, and she subconsciously looked over.

Caught off guard, her clear pupils sank into a pair of bottomless eyes, like a deep pool. Those eyes seemed to have whirlpools, tightly sucking her gaze, making her fall, sink, and sink into the unpredictable depths, unable to extricate herself.

Si yuanzhen!

It was him again!

A complicated and inexplicable emotion suddenly gushed out from the depths of her heart, and her heart was in a mess in an instant.

In the few days that she was recuperating, si yuanzhen didn't appear in front of her again, and she also deliberately didn't think about anything related to this man. She even thought that they would never have any more interactions in the future.

However, she did not expect to see him again the moment she left the room after recovering from her serious illness.

He was sitting on a black leather sofa in the restaurant's Lounge area. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, but he looked extremely elegant and Noble. He was surrounded by many young and beautiful women, and he was talking to them. It seemed like he was saying something that made them giggle. His flirtatious posture had already revealed a man's charm and a woman's desire.

Such a man was really suitable for a romantic encounter.

No woman would be able to resist such charm.

Ye Wanwan suddenly lost interest and wanted to leave.

"Every time I see you, you're always carving something. Is it for your girlfriend?" he asked. One of the women asked him in a probing tone.

The woman was wearing a red tube-top dress. Her arm was supporting her chin on the bar next to the sofa, and her body was slightly leaning forward. This posture highlighted the perfect arc of her chest and exposed a large area of her snow-white skin. Her deep cleavage was vaguely exposed and attractive. Her straight back and round buttocks outlined the woman's hot figure without doubt.

"No, I'm studying."

Si yuanzhen held a piece of yellow Rosewood in one hand. It was golden and warm, delicate and lustrous, and had a light and quiet fragrance. It was obviously a high-grade yellow Rosewood of the highest grade. He held a carving tool in his other hand, and the yellow Rosewood gradually took the shape of a hairpin in his hand.

Ye Wanwan's gaze suddenly focused on the wooden hairpin in his hand that was gradually taking shape and stopped moving.

The words he said before he left that day kept echoing in her mind: &Quot; I'll give you a prettier hairpin next time. &Quot; she was lost in thought for a moment.

The woman obviously didn't believe him. &Quot; you're lying, right? a rich man like you can get anything you want. &Quot; You need to learn carving by yourself?"

Si yuanzhen seemed to smile. &Quot; not long ago, I gave a wooden hairpin that I had personally cut to a woman. That woman probably thought that the wooden hairpin was too ugly, so she threw it away. Later, I promised to give her an even prettier hairpin. When a man is facing the woman he likes, he can't help but be a little conceited. He always thinks that this is an easy task for me. However, the hairpin I carved for the first time was as ugly as a fire Stick. &Quot;

As if he was thinking of the situation at that time, his brows carried a trace of mockery.

Ye Wanwu seemed to recall the words the man said before he left that day and her heart became even more complicated. Her gaze was focused on the hand the man was using to carve the wooden hairpin and she could see a few scratches on his slender thumb that were neither deep nor shallow. They were probably left behind from learning carving.

In her impression, this man had always been domineering, evil, and strong. He was a man who held a butcher's knife and was full of murderous evil. But at this moment, when he put down the butcher's knife, picked up the carving knife, and presented his hand full of scratches in front of her, she suddenly panicked. She kept feeling that she did not understand this man at all.

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Si yuanzhen continued,"it's just an ugly Fire Stick. How would I dare to give it to her?" What if she abandoned him again? So, I found a skilled sculptor to learn how to carve and practice carving. I wanted to give her the most perfect hairpin that I had carved."

After saying that, he raised his head and looked at the door.

She had lost a lot of weight since she had just recovered from her serious illness. Her clear eyes moved slowly, like a pool of spring water, rippling slightly and intoxicating. She wanted to say something but did not stop. Her lips were slightly white, like two pear flowers stained with Rouge, soft and beautiful. Her sharp jaw was so beautiful that it made people's hearts ache.

The pearly white long-sleeved cheongsam with narrow shoulders outlined her peaks, waist like a Willow, and bottom like a silver plate. She was obviously a woman as pure as a pear flower, but she contained an alluring beauty that made men's hearts race.

She was still standing in her original position. The entrance of the restaurant was in the middle of the door that blocked people from entering the restaurant. This was supposed to be a very out of place position, but she seemed to have never realized it. She could have left at any time, but she seemed to have forgotten to leave.

&Quot; you haven't even tried, " one of the women said. &Quot; how do you know she'll abandon you again? maybe she'll understand your true feelings. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen lowered his head, his hands not stopping."I just want to give her the best because in my heart, only the best is worthy of her?" He paused, his fingers gently stroking the wooden hairpin in his hand. &Quot; &Quot; also, I want to give her the best, so that she can forget about the rough and ugly wooden hairpin. &Quot;

Ye Wanwan suddenly fell ill and in the process of her fever, she displayed resistance and deep fear towards him, causing him to feel regret for the first time.

He regretted being so violent and scaring her.

Therefore, he had not appeared in front of her during this period of time because he wanted her to recuperate properly and was not willing to force her like before.

Thinking about it carefully, the memories of those Bodhi wooden hairpins were all his own wishful thinking. If he wanted her to forget them, he would have to put in more effort.

You shut up, Yingluo.

Ye Wanwan screamed madly in her heart. She couldn't take it anymore and suddenly wanted to escape.

Her rationality told her that this man's words were not worth believing. However, his words were not affectionate, but they were deep and honest. It still had a great impact on her, and strange emotions kept fermenting in her heart.