Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress Chapter 1462

Alone in desolation, fated to a lonely life!

Si Yiyan looked out of the window at a cluster of Chinese roses braving the chilly snow in an uncontrollable daze!

The Chinese roses in winter were in proud postures braving the snow, which added radiance and a sense of freedom to the blooming flowers on the elongated and elegant branches, making them even more graceful than roses.

Wen Xinya didn’t have Si Yiyan in her previous lifetime.

Thus, Wen Xinya got addicted to drugs and ended up tragically.

And he, because of missing the only girl in his life, eventually ended up in desolation alone.

Si Yiyan fondled with the red cotton purse in his hands with a blood-curdling and hazy expression.

These few days, he kept replaying each and every detail of being with Wen Xinya, wanting to use the slightest detail of their past to deduce Wen Xinya’s experiences and fate in her previous lifetime.

Actually, he could imagine that the stubbornness for kinship hidden deep within Xinya’s bones was the root of her tragedy. Caught in the lost and gained kinships, she had never thought that the so-called kinship was but heartless and cold-blooded plots.

Grampy’s death, being tortured by her drug addiction until she was reduced to a walking corpse—such a depressing life was the reason that she couldn’t bring herself to speak about.

The Korean-Chinese Alliance was the mastermind controlling her fate, and Xia Ruya and Ning Shuqian were the culprits who made her sink to the point of no return with the assistance of Ning Yuya and Wen Haowen.

What roles did Chu Jingnan and Xu Zhenyu play in her life, then?

Si Yiyan could remember that hazy look with deeply complicated emotions on Wen Xinya’s face when she saw Chu Jingnan. Wen Xinya should have loved Chu Jingnan. However, how would such a haggard Wen Xinya end up in a relationship?

As for Xu Zhenyu!

Previously, he had also suspected the relationship between Xinya and Xu Zhenyu. He had known Xinya before she knew Xu Zhenyu, but Xinya appeared to have a seemingly inborn familiarity with Xu Zhenyu which made him jealous.

After that, he realized that Xinya had a special kind of feeling towards Xu Zhenyu. It was a kind of chemistry that seemed impermeable by anyone else. From then on, Xu Zhenyu had become his number one love rival.

In order to defeat his love rival, he had almost exhausted all means.

If that chemistry had originated from the previous lifetime, it went to show without saying just how deeply intertwined Xu Zhenyu was with Xinya in the previous lifetime. The only consolation was that the feeling that Xinya had for Xu Zhenyu wasn’t love.

Si Yiyan couldn’t quite take it anymore.

In the previous lifetime, Wen Xinya had relationships with both Chu Jingnan and Xu Zhenyu.

What about him?

Were they really strangers who didn’t know each other?

He wanted to just eliminate this guess. He had a teacher-student relationship with Old Mr. Mo—they were like friends and family. How could he just be strangers with Xinya?

What exactly happened in the previous lifetime to make him miss Xinya eventually, causing Xinya to die tragically and himself to end up lonely all his life?

“A penny for your thoughts?” Wen Xinya walked up to him slowly, hugged him from behind, and pressed her cheek on his skinny spine. Such a hug was the closest position to a man’s heart and gave one access to his strongest heartbeats.

“When I was ten-years-old, I went to Russia alone. At that time, Lucifer was in complete internal chaos and was filled with intense battles. The stubborn elders wanted to make use of me by pretending to be kind, and the ambitious ones wanted to kill me and assume my position. Once, I was caught by those stubborn elders and locked in a small and pitch-dark house. They injected drugs into me and wanted to use drugs to control me.”

Si Yiyan’s mild voice was merely recounting a memory.

Wen Xinya tightened her grip on Si Yiyan and shook uncontrollably. “What happened after that?”

She knew the bone-piercing pain of the drug withdrawal symptoms better than anyone else. So it seemed… Si Yiyan also had such an experience.

“With a never-ending supply, I was very deeply addicted. In their eyes, I was only a ten-year-old child with a weak determination. Thus, very quickly, they relaxed their surveillance over me.”

From the tragic death of his mother, suicide of his father, and the falling of his loyal subjects, he had already learned forbearance. After being taught by Old Mr. Mo for three years, he had learned wisdom, plotting, and methods which complemented forbearance.

Wen Xinya’s small face rubbed his spine, feeling calm. “I can imagine that this was the most stupid decision that they made in their lives!”

How could her Si Yiyan be controlled by mere drugs—he possessed a character as tough as jade, the hardiness of a rock, as well as determination of a boulder. Such a person wouldn’t be controlled by anyone else, despite the fact that he was just a ten-year-old child then—his bone-deep arrogance wouldn’t allow him to succumb to any scary difficulty.

Si Yiyan had actually mentioned those days when he was controlled by his drug addiction to indirectly tell her that he had also once had such a haggard past.

So that, in front of Si Yiyan, it would be as though that ugly and shameful past would become insignificant.

It was a consolation which touched her soul.

He should have guessed about her rebirth!

This made sense. Si Yiyan also believed in Buddhism and the past and present lifetimes. Perhaps others wouldn’t believe in such a mind-boggling thing like rebirth, but he would definitely believe. He was such a highly intelligent man and he had told her that defining moment in his mind, how could he not guess her tragic past in her previous lifetime?

Si Yiyan gently removed her hand from his waist and pulled her to him. “You asked me what was I thinking about just now. I was thinking that luckily, we didn’t miss each other.”

Luckily, they didn’t miss each other again this lifetime.

The days of being controlled by his drug addiction weren’t pretty at all. Those days in living-hell, instead of wearing down his grit, had instead strengthened his determination to become stronger.

Wen Xinya’s feather-like eyelashes descended slowly, casting a slight shadow beneath her eyes. “Yup! Let’s never miss each other again in the future.”

Wen Xinya understood the meaning behind Si Yiyan’s words.

Si Yiyan lifted her chin slightly with his finger. “Through thick and thin, until death does us apart.”

In this lifetime, he was fated to have a happy ending.

Wen Xinya took Si Yiyan’s hand, slid her fingers in between his, and intertwined their fingers.

Si Yiyan wrapped his hand around her waist and lifted her up.

Wen Xinya felt dizzy before sinking into the soft bed.

Her man’s body sank down upon her, shaking her world momentarily as she felt completely owned by this man. His kiss was gentle, his breath long yet hasty, and his voice as entrancing as wine.

“Yan…” Wen Xinya moaned deeply!