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Chapter 733 - 733 A Lustrous Affair

Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress
     Wen Haowen was in extremely low spirits and he would head straight to a particular bar right after work.

    Ever since he failed to convince Ning Shuqian to divorce him, he decided to leave it to the lawyer. After several attempts, the lawyer finally managed to get Ning Shuqian to give in and she agreed to divorce Wen Haowen. He then got the lawyer to draft a new divorce agreement.

    However, the lawyer called him to say that Ning Shuqian was extremely displeased with the terms of the divorce agreement and hence, refused to sign the papers. He then called Ning Shuqian to discuss the agreement with her. All Ning Shuqian said was, “We’ve been married for eighteen years and you’re only giving me such a minute amount of assets. You expect me to accept that and divorce you? Dream on!”

    She then hung up right after!

    He was extremely frustrated about it.

    Most importantly, Old Mr. Wen had been giving him the cold shoulder and treating him harshly. Old Mr. Wen would refuse to look him in the eye. Wen Xinya had also been turning him down. He would often visit Wen Xinya at the hospital, bringing along gifts with him each time. Yet, Wen Xinya still treated him coldly and did not seem to show any signs of giving in.

    Everything made him feel worried about his position in the Wen Family.

    The thought of it made Wen Haowen even more frustrated. He then ordered another glass of Whiskey from the waiter and downed it at one go.

    “Hey! Mr. Wen, what brings you here? Are you alone?” asked a coquettish voice beside him.

    Slightly tipsy, Wen Haowen looked at the woman to see that she had heavy makeup on her face, which made her features look sultry and ravishing. She had on purple eyeliner which made her eyes look alluring and mesmerizing. She exuded an irresistible charm that was accentuated by her cherry lips, resembling a blooming rose.

    She was clad in a bandeau dress that was wrapped beautifully around her cleavage, accentuating her sexiness and revealing her fair and long legs.

    Wen Haowen’s mouth and throat began to feel dry and he kept his eyes peeled onto her body, unable to take his eyes off her. He could not stop himself from getting an erection and he felt that it was harder for him to resist his urges.

    He found the woman to be rather familiar-looking.

    The woman realized that she did not get any response. Sounding a little disappointed, she said, “Mr. Wen, did you forget who I am? I’m Yang Ziyu. Once… you accidentally hit my head with a file…” She then pressed her fair hand on her head and continued, “Back then, you sent me to the hospital and gave me a lift home afterward. You even stayed behind at my place for a little while and gave me a two-day break.”

    “It turns out it’s you!”

    Wen Haowen suddenly recalled her. He was reminded of the sight of her dressed in a light blue, business suit that accentuated her voluptuous figure, making her look sensual and seductive. Back then, he was greatly enticed by her and even harbored designs on her for a period of time.

    However, he was still the perfect husband back then and did not have intentions to have an extramarital affair.

    Noticing that he seemed to be glad to have been reminded of her, she inched closer towards him and said coquettishly, “Mr. Wen, I didn’t expect you to still remember me.”

    Wen Haowen was extremely aroused by her sudden actions, catching him by surprise. He could not hold his urges back and the heavenly, youthful scent of hers made a lump form in his throat. “Miss Yang, you’re so beautiful. How could I possibly forget you so easily?”

    The alcohol had given him the courage to say the words that he had been keeping to himself for quite some time.

    Yang Ziyu smiled sultrily and grabbed Wen Haowen’s glass before taking a sip out of it. “Mr. Wen, you really do know how to please a woman.”

    Pretending to be gentlemanly, Wen Haowen said, “Miss Yang, how could you say that? You’re such a pretty lady. I’m telling the truth and not patronizing you.”

    Yang Ziyu was indeed very beautiful, comparable to Ning Shuqian. However, Ning Shuqian could not hold a candle to her killer figure.

    Turning red and shy, Yang Ziyu gazed at him seductively and said, “Mr. Wen, you really like cracking jokes. Everyone knows how devoted you are to your wife. How could you possibly be attracted to other women?”

    Wen Haowen stared at the glass in her hand while she performed the flirtatious action alluringly, though he was slightly turned off at the mention of Ning Shuqian.

    Nowadays, he would feel disgusted just by hearing Ning Shuqian’s name.

    Yang Ziyu placed a hand on his shoulder, her fingers looking alluring. “Mr. Wen, why are you here at this bar alone? Is something troubling you?”

    Wen Haowen’s face grew sullen and he downed the glass of liquor, after which he felt a sudden tension in his abdomen upon being reminded that Yang Ziyu had just drunk out of it.

    Yang Ziyu slid her hand gently down Wen Haowen’s spine and traced its contours. “Are you upset because of the reports about you and your wife, Madam Ning Shuqian?” Her eyes widened in disbelief and she continued, “Are they actually true? Is your wife really…”

    Wen Haowen remained silent and downed another mouthful of liquor.

    Feeling a little angry, Yang Ziyu said, “Mr. Wen, you’re so devoted to your wife and yet, she doesn’t appreciate you at all. She even hurt you so deeply, causing such a handsome man like you to drown your sorrows in alcohol.”

    Yang Ziyu’s coquettish voice sent Wen Haowen’s mind into a state of frenzy and her words had struck a sour note within him, making him chug more liquor.

    Although it was quite a large glass, he downed it quick and fast. The high alcohol content made his throat turn dry and he felt a burning sensation in his chest.

    Wen Haowen bent forward and coughed violently, feeling extreme discomfort in his throat.

    Extremely nervous, Yang Ziyu patted his back and asked worriedly, “Mr. Wen, are you alright?”

    Wen Haowen finally settled down, though she moved closer towards him and patted his chest tenderly. “Mr. Wen, are you alright? Do you feel better?”

    Her sweet voice and warm breath made him freeze the moment it landed on his ear.

    He pretended to cough again and rose from his seat, only to knock into Yang Ziyu.

    Yang Ziyu stumbled forwards and was tugged by Wen Haowen, after which she fell onto his lap. Wen Haowen then said in a hoarse voice, “I’m feeling really uncomfortable now. I’ve booked a private room here, help me back to the room…”

    His erection got harder and Yang Ziyu answered coquettishly, “Sure.”