Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heires

Just as Ye Wanwan was about to leave, the innkeeper seemed to have noticed her and waved at her. &Quot; "Miss ye, come over and sit."

The lady boss wasn't wearing the traditional clothing of the White clan. Instead, she was wearing a bright-colored long dress, which was dyed with the unique dyeing process of the White clan. She had a unique charm. A string of Buddha beads was wrapped around her right wrist. The Buddha beads were engraved with Scriptures, so she was obviously a Buddhist.

Ye Wanwan couldn't refuse.

She had stayed in this hotel for a while, and the lady boss had taken good care of her, especially when she was sick.

She subconsciously glanced at si yuanzhen and realized that he wasn't looking at her. Instead, he had his head lowered and was busy carving the wooden hairpin in his hand. She didn't know why, but she suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. She moved her slightly numb legs and slowly picked a corner not far from the lady boss to sit down. She started to recite the Heart Sutra in her heart.

&Quot; that's why there's no color in the void, no thoughts, no actions, no eyes, no ears, no nose, no body, no mind. There's no color, no sound, no smell, no vision, and no realm of consciousness ... There's no hindrance, no terror, far away from reversed dreams, Nirvana ... &Quot;

She kept reminding herself that everything she saw, heard, and thought about, including lust, thoughts, actions, and knowledge, were all empty.

Ye Wanwan, who was silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, didn't notice si yuanzhen smiling at the lady boss gratefully and the smug look in his eyes when his gaze swept past her.

"I wonder what kind of woman you like?" Another woman asked, unwilling to give up.

A pair of beautiful eyes roamed over si yuanzhen's body, a look of infatuation flashing in her eyes.

A handsome, rich, and infatuated man had always been the target of all women.

At this time, although this man told everyone that he already had someone in his heart, this could not stop the women from being infatuated with him. On the contrary, it made them even crazier.

Si yuanzhen's gaze was fixed on the woman who was sitting in the corner as if she had been cut off from the world. He thought for a moment and said, " "A woman who can make me fall head over heels for her."

Ye Wanwan felt the man's intense gaze and silently recited more than half of the Heart Sutra but was stopped just like that. She couldn't help but recall what the man said to her in the storeroom that day-he said he was head over heels for her.

By the time she came back to her senses, she realized that she had actually forgotten where she was reading the short " Heart Sutra ". She had no choice but to read it from the beginning.

"What kind of woman would make you fall head over heels for her?" another woman asked.

The woman had a charming appearance. She sat on the armrest of the sofa beside si yuanzhen, her voice extremely gentle and sweet.

Si yuanzhen smiled but did not say anything.

The movement of carving the wooden hairpin became smoother and more skilled. The shape of a pear flower gradually appeared on the hairpin.

The woman didn't give up. She moved closer to si yuanzhen and breathed out, " "How do you think I compare to the woman you love?"

She was quite confident in her appearance and figure.

Ye Wanwan suddenly felt like she couldn't Continue reading the Buddhist scriptures that had always calmed her mind and felt a little sick of this scene.

However, the moment the woman leaned over, si yuanzhen reached out and clutched her throat. He smiled evilly and said, " "You? She's not even worthy of carrying her shoes." He naturally increased the strength of his hand, and his thin lips lifted indifferently. &Quot; "So dirty!"

With that, she let go of the woman's throat, took out a blue handkerchief, and carefully wiped each finger. Then she took out a lighter and pressed it gently. With a " Zheng " sound, a cluster of blue flames suddenly jumped out and fell on the blue handkerchief. The bright yellow flame lit up, shining on the man's evil and charming face, like a carrying pole.

To him, women were just pets.

When he had nothing to do, he could tease them at any time and make them laugh. He could coldly look at their pretentious, coy, and unsightly behavior. It was also quite interesting, but he definitely did not like to let these pets get close to him.

However, there was one woman who was an exception.

He didn't want to tease her.

He only wanted to f * ck her.

&Quot; cough, cough, cough, cough ... &Quot; the woman who had been thrown to the ground by him fell to the ground in a sorry state. She covered her throat and coughed continuously. Her pupils shrank, and her fear and horror were undoubtedly revealed.

The thick makeup on the women surrounding si yuanzhen could not hide the fear in their hearts. The originally harmonious atmosphere instantly froze.

Si yuanzhen was smiling, his mouth full of white teeth. The lines at the corners of his peach blossom eyes were radiant. &Quot; I'm sorry, I don't like it when people get close to me. I can't control myself and want to break his neck. &Quot;

He held a butcher's knife in his hand. He did not believe in Buddha or humans, he only believed in himself.

He couldn't control the killing intent in his heart when anyone got close to him.

Other than a woman, this was the first time he had ever felt the desire to get close to her.

In the dark meditation room of lingji temple, the air was filled with the smell of sandalwood that made him sleepy and extremely annoying. When it made him so irascible that he wanted to kill someone, her voice was clear, quiet, and elegant. It was like the sound of the heavenly sigh. It was like a murmuring spring, flowing with sweat in his heart, washing his soul and soothing her restless emotions. It was as if the sin of killing in his body had been edified by this sound.

The old bald donkey Ling Ji was right. The Buddha couldn't save him, but she could.

During this period of time, he had become even more aware of this.

He would not resist the arrangement of fate, and he would do anything to get what he wanted.

His laughter didn't ease the stagnant atmosphere. Instead, it made the atmosphere even more tense.

The lady boss smiled and tried to smooth things over."You've gone too far with the joke, enough is enough!"

The atmosphere instantly relaxed.

Stormy waves surged in Ye Wanwan's eyes.

She couldn't imagine that the man who was smiling intoxicatingly like scarbrow market's rosemary a second ago could suddenly turn hostile, say the most heartless words and do the most terrifying things in the world, and then smile and talk in the next second.

Her rationality could not agree with his actions.

However, he was so conflicted in his heart that he couldn't judge his actions.

A woman walked away from si yuanzhen's side, swaying her round and perky buttocks. She walked to a high stool not far from the bar counter in a flirtatious manner and sat down. Her legs were crossed, and her fair and slender legs had a kind of dreamy beauty under the light.

The woman picked up the microphone and hummed a United Kingdom folk song with a hoarse and depressed voice.

The woman's voice had a unique charm. It was a love song that expressed 120% of her emotions.

Ye Wanwan was a little entranced.

When the song ended, the woman shook the microphone in her hand and looked at si yuanzhen. &Quot; &Quot; I think you need a love song now. &Quot;

Si yuanzhen didn't reject her. He looked at the microphone in the woman's hand for a long time and said, " "It seems so."