Chapter 3 - Stepmother (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

The Wen Family was descendant of a scholar family. The Wen Family’s old mansion was built with a lavish European-style structure, mixed with an internal Chinese-style courtyard. This type of mansion was unique and was a popular topic to talk about in the capital city.

Wen Xinya could recall clearly when she was brought back to the Wen Family in her previous life, she was deeply amazed by how grand and majestic the mansion appeared to be. During that time she was inspired and motivated, and yet at the same time felt worried and doubtful. She questioned herself repeatedly if this was really going to be her future home.

However, little did she expect that the Wen Family members were keeping watchful eyes on her. Materialistic—this was the first impression she had given to the Wen Family. They felt disgraced by such behavior. From then onwards, no matter how hard she tried, it was difficult to change their perspective of her.

Wen Xinya arrived back home at eight-thirty sharp. She grinned with satisfaction as she was back just in time when she saw the clock.

Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya were sitting in the living room. They were shocked to see her.

Unable to suppress her astonishment, Wen Yuya asked, “Why… Why are you back so early?”

She certainly remembered she had made Wen Xinya drink till she was dead drunk. Shouldn’t she be in one of the private rooms in Black Sunday being violated and having her nude pictures taken? Why was she back so early?

Wen Xinya coldly smirked. “You are not being nice, Sister. You brought me to Black Sunday and left me there alone. Luckily, I got sober just in time. It’s hard to imagine what could have happened at such a sleazy place!”

Wen Yuya stared with eyes wide open, not expecting Wen Xinya to respond in this manner. She exclaimed, “Nonsense! How could I have brought you to such a sleazy place like Black Sunday? Don’t malign me!”

“Sister, you know what kind of place Black Sunday is?” asked Wen Xinya without expression.

Wen Yuya was tongue-tied. Glaring at Wen Xinya, she said angrily, “Don’t spout nonsense! How could I possibly know what kind of place Black Sunday is?”

Just with a few words, she got Wen Yuya trapped. Wen Xinya stood there quietly, calm like a viburnum tree, filled with confidence. Her face was fair and smooth just like a viburnum flower, magnificent and enchanting, radiant and elegant. She looked as pure as the white snow.

She was stunning and mesmerizing in white!

Is this the cowardly, inferior and stupid Wen Xinya? Ning Shuqian instantly noticed she was a changed person.

Could it be the personality traits of descendants from a scholar family? Even though she had been leading a wandering life on the streets at a young age, her uncouth behavior was unable to match her elegant and classy characteristics.

Ning Shuqian instantly diverted her thoughts. She brought a warm smile to her face and asked tenderly, “Xinya, it’s late. Are you hungry? Shall I get the servants to prepare some food for you?”