Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Although the auction had already ended, the activities on the cruise were still going on. It was as if no one had left the cruise at all.

Wen Xinya sat beside Si Yiyan at the gambling table for a game of dice. She played banker and lost everything that Si Yiyan had won for her the night before in just a few rounds.

“You already owe me a lot of chips. Are you sure you want to continue gambling?” Si Yiyan asked, staring at the indignant Wen Xinya.

Wen Xinya bit her lip and glared at the pile of chips in front of Si Yiyan. Feeling extremely disgruntled, she said, “Let’s go for another round. I already owe you a lot anyway. I’m going to pay everything back.”

However, Si Yiyan pushed the chips away and leaned back against the seat rest, seemingly extremely relaxed. “I don’t like letting others owe me money. Unless…”

Wen Xinya was well aware that Si Yiyan constantly had his guard up, especially since they were on a ship full of uncertainties. Pouting her lips, she asked, “Unless what?”

“Unless you pay for your debts with your money,” Si Yiyan said, staring at Wen Xinya lustfully. He drawled and said each word exceptionally slowly.

“Hooligan.” Wen Xinya chided while glaring at him. Feeling indignant to have lost the chips that belonged to her the night before. Puffing her cheeks, she said resignedly, “Fine, I already owe you a lot anyway.”

There was no way she could escape Si Yiyan.

“Well then, why don’t you owe me once?” he said flirtatiously, emphasizing on the word “once,” causing Wen Xinya to be at a loss for words for a rebuttal.

“I’ll bet on big this time!”

Wen Xinya opened the urn and said, “Four, five, six, big!”

Si Yiyan whipped out a piece of paper and pen and wrote a strike. “Keep it coming!”

Staring at him in puzzlement, Wen Xinya asked, “What are you doing?”

Si Yiyan said calmly, “I’m going to note down the number of times that you’ve lost and make you pay it back in the future.”

Blushing red with shyness, Wen Xinya said, “Ninth Young Master, you’ve always had a sharp memory, and you never fail to remember anything. Is there a need to write it down on paper?”

Si Yiyan looked at her and said, “It’s proof for you, lest you go back on your word.”

Wen Xinya chided him and glowered at him, wishing she could bear a hole in him using her eyes.

For the rest of the rounds, Si Yiyan focused all his attention on the game and instantly became much more serious. It was almost as if he was having a meeting with the Germans.

Wen Xinya lost most of the rounds.

Her initial anger and disgruntlement turned into disappointment and dejection. Staring at the numerous strokes on the piece of paper, she had no choice but to stare at Si Yiyan with puppy eyes, in hopes that he would show her mercy.

However, Si Yiyan ignored her and continued to scribble on the piece of white paper.

Wen Xinya was beyond furious and pushed the plates in front of her away. “I don’t want to play anymore. It’s not fun at all. I keep losing.”

Seeing that she was throwing a tantrum, Si Yiyan hurriedly tried to placate her feelings. “Why don’t I be the banker instead?”

Wen Xinya agreed without hesitation, for she felt that she would definitely not be on a losing streak even if she made wild guesses. Besides, she desperately wanted to win.

In the end, Wen Xinya won on her first try and was instantly filled with joy.

Luck was often more important than technique when it came to gambling. The truth proved that even though her destiny had changed after her rebirth, she was still as unlucky as she used to be. Staring at the score sheet, she shivered all of a sudden and could not help but feel terrified. There are so many… how am I supposed to pay him back?

All of a sudden, the curtains were drawn open and Xu Qingqiu entered with another elderly man who was dressed in a chestnut-colored Traditional Chinese attire.

After the auction ended, Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya continued to stay instead of leaving. Wen Xinya guessed that the conflict between Si Yiyan and Anatoli would not be resolved that easily.

As expected, the former Head of the National Security Department, Old Mr. Xu entered.

Wen Xinya stared at Si Yiyan to see that he was folding the piece of paper attentively before placing it inside his pocket. It was as if the piece of paper meant a great deal to him.

He was not nervous at all.

Seeing that they were having fun, Old Mr. Xu’s eyes lit up and he said, “I heard from Qingqiu that Ninth Young Master is displeased because of Anatoli from the Ivanov Family.”

Just as Si Yiyan was about to say something, Wen Xinya smiled and said, “Si was playing dice with me, but I was on a losing streak and ended up losing everything. I wonder if it’s something wrong with the dices.”

Xu Qingqiu began to see Wen Xinya in a different light. Previously, he thought that Wen Xinya was just a bimbo who knew nothing, and merely an accessory of Si Yiyan’s. He realized that she was extremely sharp and intelligent.

She was using the gambling example as a hint to tell them that Anatoli had been hurt by Si Yiyan after insulting her. Just like her losing during gambling, Anatoli had to pay the consequences for his actions. She was simply hinting them that the Xu Family had intervened too late.

At the same time, she was also trying to tell them that the feud between Si Yiyan and the Ivanov Family was just like a gamble and that it had nothing to do with the Xu Family. Hence, they need not worry about being implicated.

Old Mr. Xu guffawed and said, “A game of dice requires technique as well. If you only think of it as a casual game, you’re wrong, Miss Xin. There are rules to every game.”

“You’re right, Old Mr. Xu,” said Wen Xinya, who knew that Old Mr. Xu had found that Si Yiyan was acting too outrageously, for fighting was prohibited on the auction. Hence, he was indirectly saying that Si Yiyan was breaking the rules.

Old Mr. Xu’s impression of Wen Xinya had changed. He found that she could very likely become the matriarch of the Xiasi Group, for Si Yiyan had actually let her speak for him.

Si Yiyan said calmly, “Old Mr. Xu, please relay my message to the Ivanov Family and tell them that I’ve already taught Anatoli a lesson and he may discipline him. If this happens again… I’ll make sure he doesn’t have the chance to even discipline him.”

“I’ll definitely relay your exact words to him.” Old Mr. Xu agreed. There was nothing to be unsatisfied about since Si Yiyan was willing to bear all the responsibility.