Chapter 569: Wen Xinya, You’re the One Who Harmed Me!

Xia Ruya sat on the cold, hard ground while the chilliness penetrated through her skin and into her bones, causing goosebumps to form on her skin. Teardrops rolled down her cheeks continuously, causing the baby hairs around her sideburns to be drenched and stuck to her face.

The pain traveled from her chest to her limbs, feeling like needles pricking her skin. Jiang Ruoyin was still calling her name incessantly over the phone in a panicky voice. Her screeching and shrilling voice lingered in Xia Ruya’s and her words were just like nails being hammered into Xia Ruya’s brain, making her overwhelmed with pain. She soon found it hard to breathe.

She did not expect that her scandal would surface on the internet again after two years. She felt as if she had been swallowed whole by an immense force and brought back to her nightmare. It was as if she was stuck in a whirlpool, with nothing to grasp onto and nothing to stop her from plunging to Hell.

“Wen Xinya, it has got to be Wen Xinya!” Xia Ruya screeched at the top of her voice, filled with resentment and agony.

She suddenly crawled up and got onto her two feet. Seemingly having lost her rationality, she darted out of her room and dashed towards Wen Xinya’s room.

Wen Xinya was jolted awake by a sudden, intense knocking on the door. She took a look at the time to see that it was already half past four in the morning.

She slowly got out of bed and opened the door.

At the instant that the door was opened, the light from her room cast onto Xia Ruya’s face and her twisted face appeared in front of Wen Xinya.

Wen Xinya almost didn’t recognize her to be Xia Ruya.

Wen Xinya stifled a yawn and asked, “I wonder what you’re here for tonight, Miss Xia?”

She was rather surprised that Xia Ruya had found out about the video so soon. It was recorded by Xu Zhenyu before he left for the military and he had merely kept it because he had yet to find the right time to deal with Xia Ruya. Now that Xia Ruya’s coming-of-age ceremony was around the corner too, she would definitely be affected more adversely than Wen Xinya.

“Wen Xinya, you’re the one who harmed me. I know you’re the one who did it. You were the one who published the video on the internet.” Xia Ruya was filled with a mix of emotions and she stared at Wen Xinya, who appeared rather sluggish and nonchalant. She wished that she could slit Wen Xinya’s face relentlessly.

Wen Xinya’s forehead creased into a frown and she said sluggishly, “Miss Xia, I don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s already the wee hours of the night. I’m going to bed now.”

She sounded cold and aloof and pretended to close the door.

“Wen Xinya, drop the act. I know it’s you. No one else except you would harm me like that.” Xia Ruya retorted, standing by the door with no intention to leave at all. She glowered at Wen Xinya, appearing extremely daunting.

Staring at the terrifying look on Xia Ruya’s face, Wen Xinya thought to herself, These are Xia Ruya’s true colors. “Miss Xia, you must have gotten a nightmare and become delusional! Instead of sleeping, you actually came here to spout such nonsense.”

Xia Ruya suddenly began barking at Wen Xinya and screeched. “Wen Xinya, don’t you hate being cowardly? Since you had the guts to do it, why don’t you have the guts to admit it?”

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She could almost imagine what the headlines would be like on the tabloids, once daybreak arrived. Xia Ruya’s heart would definitely be ripped apart.

She was well aware of the difference between a photo and a video.

What awaited her next was the tarnishing of her reputation and doubts about her innocence.

Wen Xinya returned to her room slowly and picked up a handheld mirror before walking towards Xia Ruya again. “Miss Xia, why don’t you take a good look at yourself in the mirror?”

She then raised the handheld mirror in her hand.

Staring at her own reflection in the mirror, Xia Ruya realized just how menacing and maniacal she looked. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and bulging, and she looked just like a demon which had crept up from hell. She instinctively touched her face and thought to herself, Is this really me? Why do I look so hideous and terrifying? I look so different that even I’m afraid of myself.

“No… this is not me. That’s not me…” Xia Ruya grabbed the mirror from Wen Xinya’s hand like a maniac and smashed it onto the ground with all her might. The loud and deafening sounds rumbled in her ears like a rhythmic melody.

“Xia Ruya, stop deceiving yourself. These are the true colors that you have been hiding beneath that innocent facade of yours,” Wen Xinya said with a cold smirk, staring at the hysterical Xia Ruya.

Xia Ruya looked at the mirror on the ground which had cracked like a spiderweb. Appearing extremely hideous and showing the ugliest sides of herself, she hysterically stepped on the mirror and spluttered incoherently. “It’s not me, it’s not me, it’s not me…”

The mirror was smashed into pieces, leaving behind a pile of glass shards.

Wen Xinya looked on coldly, not expecting that Xia Ruya would lose her rationality over the video.

Xia Ruya stared at the debris smugly, as if it was her greatest enemy. She smiled coldly like a venomous snake and said, “Wen Xinya, do you know what I saw in the mirror?”

Wen Xinya raised her brows and stared at Xia Ruya, who suddenly got a grip on her emotions. A strange tension filled the air.

“I saw your reflection in the mirror. You’re clearly grotesque and ugly. Yet, you still pretend to be mighty and noble. Actually… there’s no difference between you and me. We all resort to every means in order to get what we want. You’re just being pretentious and hypocritical.”

Staring at the tender yet vicious smile on Xia Ruya’s face, she darted forward and grabbed her neck. She said threateningly, “Xia Ruya, I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine. The only difference between us is that I have better tricks than you. Since you’ve started this, I’ll finish it.”

Wen Xinya’s cold and clammy hand was pressed against Xia Ruya’s skin, causing goosebumps to form on her skin. “Wen Xinya, are you feeling extremely furious now and wishing that you could kill me to vent your anger? Actually… it’s a simple task to kill me. You just have to tighten your grip…”

Keeping her eyes fixed on Xia Ruya, Wen Xinya tightened her grip on her neck. Just as Xia Ruya was about to suffocate, Wen Xinya let go of her and said, “If I kill you, I’ll just be dirtying my own hands. There is karmic retribution in this world. I shan’t kill you… Heaven will deal with you.”

Xia Ruya coughed and lied down on the cold, hard ground. Her throat began to get itchy and she began hacking violently, though she was unsure if it was because of the chilliness or the suffocation.