Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wen Xinya came out of the bathroom in her baby blue suspender pajamas and saw Si Yiyan sitting in her room, focused on reading her "Mengxi's Journal." This was one of her favorite books.

He was wearing a baby blue shirt and a pair of beige shorts. He had a tall and slim figure and looked charming, matured and composed. There was a unique, enchanting sense of elegance in him.

Wen Xinya subconsciously looked at the baby blue silk pajamas she was wearing, feeling like something was going on between the two of them. At this thought, she instantly blushed. She stared at Si Yiyan. "What are you doing in my room? Quickly get out. I'm going to sleep soon."

Si Yiyan placed the bookmark back on the original page where Wen Xinya had stopped reading earlier. Then, he put the book on the table and looked at her. She was wearing a baby blue suspender pajamas, revealing the beautiful pure jade white skin from her neck onwards. The contour of her collarbone and neck was mesmerizing. She was lean and petite, an absolutely perfect God's creation. She had a beautiful skin tone, and it seemed to glow like jade under the light.

He locked his vision on her and slowly moved downwards. Then, his sight locked on the two little Shanghai buns in front of her and smiled.

"What are you looking at, thug?!" Her face immediately turned red as she could feel someone staring at her chest. Subconsciously, she put her hands in front of her chest and stared at him. "Though it's small, I'm still going through puberty. It'll definitely grow to 34B afterward."

She was 34B in her previous life. Though she could not be compared to other busty women, she still had a rather voluptuous figure. Hold on… What was she talking about? Why did she have to tell him that?

Wen Xinya's face immediately blushed. It was a shameful moment for her, and she would do anything to take back her words. It was so embarrassing that it could not have been worse.

"Mm! I know. You're still young and growing. Strive to grow them to 34D." Si Yiyan smiled and looked at Wen Xinya with love and passion in his eyes.

For women, 34 was a nice and mysterious number. 34D would bring out the perfect curvy shape in a woman. They do not judge their body by its size, but by how perfect their shape was. She had a well-developed bone structure and body frame. Such a body could be expected to further develop into a beautiful and ideal shape in the future.

"What has it got to do with you whether I'm 34D or not?" Wen Xinya was furious. She put up a sissy tone and continued, "Yo, I didn't expect our Young Master Si to be so well aware that 34D represents the perfect ratio of an oriental lady. You have indeed done quite a lot of study on this topic!" Then she gave him a hard stare and mumbled. "Pervert. Sick!"

Si Yiyan smiled back at her and responded with a flirtatious look. "I don't know about the others. As for you…" While he was speaking, he also looked up and down to size up her body. "From the very first day, I have already been studying."

"Spat! You pervert!" Wen Xinya turned red with anger and stomped her feet. She thought she must be crazy to be alone in the same room with him, discussing the topic of physical development of the female body. "Get out. When did you get the permission to come into my room as you wish?"

Si Yiyan laughed and replied in a low tone, "I did not come in as I wish. It was Mother He who asked me to bring you dessert."

Initially, it was Mother He who should be bringing the dessert to her room. Si Yiyan just happened to pass by and took over the job from Mother He.

Wen Xinya started to get concerned. Mother He liked to make desserts and supper for her. It was two months since she stayed at the Mo bungalow and had already put on some weight. If this continued, she would become obese.

Si Yiyan watched her staring at the supper on the table and understood her concern. He was not agreeable for girls to have dessert for supper as well. It was not because he did not want her to put on weight, he was just worried that overeating sweet food at night would affect the quality of sleep. "Mother He spent a lot of effort preparing supper for you. If you reject it, she won't be happy about it. However…"

Wen Xinya asked, "However what?"

Si Yiyan smiled. "If someone really doesn't want to eat, I'm glad to help. Mother He would not know who finished it anyway."

Wen Xinya's eyes gleamed with joy. "Great. Go ahead and finish it. I shall forgive you for barging into my room late at night."

"Okay!" Si Yiyan raised the bowl of dessert and gulped it down in less than three mouthfuls.

Wen Xinya was aware that Si Yiyan did not have a sweet tooth. He did not usually eat any of the desserts Mother He prepared.

As Si Yiyan saw that her hair was still dripping wet, he turned around and took the hairdryer. "Come and sit over here. Let me help you blow your hair dry!"

"Oh! Okay!" At the mention of it, she suddenly realized the coldness on her back. Her hair was still wet, and it made her uncomfortable. Since he had offered to help her, she would be glad to accept his offer.

Si Yiyan turned on the hairdryer and set it to the right temperature. He then gently raised her hair and blew it dry with care.

Though it was supposed to be a silent hairdryer, it gave out a soft buzzing sound right beside her ear. It felt like a warm breeze in the summer, and she felt warm and comfortable.

She could feel Si Yiyan's fingers weaving in between her hair, doing it gently and carefully so as not to hurt her. At that moment, she could feel the love and pamper he was giving to her.

Realizing her thoughts started to derail, she shook her head lightly, trying to dispel these thoughts.

It was all silent in the room as Si Yiyan softly said, "In the future, do remember to dry your hair and don't sleep with it wet. It is not good for your health, and you might catch a cold. In some situations, you might even experience pain in your scalp or giddiness."

Wen Xinya subconsciously tried to explain herself. "I don't usually sleep with my hair wet. I just occasionally forget."

Si Yiyan gave her a serious look. "No. Not even occasionally."

Wen Xinya pouted. "Hey! You're overbearing! I can't help it if it's occasionally."

As her hair dried, Si Yiyan used his fingers to run through them. He could feel the soft and silky texture of her hair as if his heart was bundled in by them.

"Is it done?" asked Wen Xinya.

"Mm. It's done! It's getting late. Rest early." Si Yiyan removed his fingers, feeling empty. He suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.

Wen Xinya looked at him. She took a deep breath and smiled. "Thank you!"

Si Yiyan nodded and left her room. He walked past the viburnum tree and turned around to see the lights going off in her room. His heart sank for a moment. He raised his hands close to his nose and sniffed, the mild fragrance from her hair lingering in his palm.