Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress Chapter 1299 - I Don't Need a Maid, I Need a Wife

Chapter 1299: I Don’t Need a Maid, I Need a Wife

Actually, Wen Xinya definitely deserved to have her own brand, given how much fame and reputation she had in the industry of jewelry design, both locally and overseas. After all, she had emerged as champion in several major jewelry design competitions in the nation. She had also showcased her talent in various major international jewelry design competitions.
However, she was not too bothered about the brand because in her opinion… it was only a matter of time before her brand got established. Hence, there was no difference.
However, she wouldn’t turn the opportunity down since it was beneficial for the Wen Corporation.
While sewing the button back onto the shirt that she had made for Si Yiyan, Wen Xinya said, “Do you think Wen Haowen and Ning Shuqian will sit back and do nothing while watching my brand get established? Once the brand is established, I’ll have a significant position in the Wen Corporation and gain more power.”
Wen Haowen naturally wouldn’t let the matter happen because of his ambitions and greed. He wouldn’t allow her to pose a threat to his status and power in the Wen Corporation.
Wen Xinya did not hear any response from Si Yiyan for a long while. She then looked up and glanced at him, only to see that he had already closed the document in his hand and was staring at her. She asked, “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
She subconsciously stroked her face and stared at Si Yiyan in bewilderment.
Si Yiyan shook his head and said, “Your affection for me is the needle while your love is the thread. You’re stitching your love and mine together to form an intricate fabric.”
It was the fabric woven with their love.
When he watched her sewing attentively while seated on the couch just now with incredible patience, he felt… that it was the most beautiful side of her that he had ever seen.
Wen Xinya suddenly realized that the needle in her hand seemed to feel a little warm. Pretending to be shy, she asked, “Did you hear what I said just now? Why aren’t you answering me!?!”
She sounded extremely gentle and delicate even though she was supposed to sound self-righteous.
She felt extremely warm and fuzzy inside because he understood her intentions and sincerity in making a shirt for him. However, she was rather shy and annoyed because he had spelled it out blatantly.
Si Yiyan took a seat beside her and stared at the grayish-blue shirt in her hand which was of a refined and classy color. At the same time, only a few people could pull it off.
The design of the shirt was rather simple, but it looked extremely intricate and exquisite because of the embroidery on the fabric. When looked at closely, the patterns on the shirt resembled a beautiful and dainty forget-me-not. The flower gradually elongated ravishingly, making it absolutely unforgettable.
Although forget-me-nots were lovable, they did not look too feminine because of the subtlety. Instead, it made the shirt look even more refined.
The floral lingo of forget-me-not was the unconditional and resilient love for one’s lover.
Si Yiyan asked, “Are you done?”
Wen Xinya nodded and said, “Yes, I’m about to tie the loose ends soon.”
Wen Xinya would often put in too much effort into designing and tailoring the clothing meant for him. Likewise, she meticulously designed the shirt that she was now making, and refined every detail to perfection, from the buttons to the cuff links, all of which were based on her inspiration.
Si Yiyan reached a hand out to unbutton his shirt.
Wen Xinya frantically said, “What are you doing? I just made the shirt and the fabric is brand new. I have to soak it in cold water before it’ll feel comfortable.”
Why is he like a child? He can’t take his eyes off the new shirt and he can’t wait to wear it at all. It’s not like anyone’s going to take it away from him.
Si Yiyan had already taken off his shirt. “It’s alright. I’ll get comfortable after wearing it.”
Wen Xinya had no choice but to tie up the loose ends and hand the shirt to him. “Let’s make things clear beforehand. If it doesn’t fit, take it out. Otherwise, you’re not allowed to wear it again in the future.”
She was afraid that he might ruin her brand.
To her surprise, Si Yiyan did not bother grabbing the shirt at all. Instead, he stood with his bare back facing Wen Xinya. “Put it on for me.”
“Do you really take me for a maid!?!” Wen Xinya rebuked. Si Yiyan would act like a stern landlord and make her serve him and put his clothes on for him whenever she was around.
Si Yiyan smirked and said, “You’re good at making clothes, serving me and pleasing me in bed. You really are an all-rounded maid.”
Men loved being taken care of and he was no exception.
Wen Xinya could not help but put Si Yiyan’s clothes on for him indignantly. She then walked towards him and bent forward to help him button the shirt.
Si Yiyan suddenly held her hand and exclaimed, “I don’t need a maid, I need a wife!”
Wen Xinya gibed. “Even if I become your wife, I only have the fate of being a maid. It seems… it’s not that good of a thing to be your wife!”
Si Yiyan burst into laughter.
Wen Xinya scrutinized the shirt and observed how it looked on him. The colors of the fabric and the flowers complemented each other and when looked at from afar, she could tell the layers of colors which made him look classy and elegant. When she took a closer look at it… she could tell that it was not feminine-looking. Si Yiyan exuded an inexplicable aura and grace.
She praised. “This shirt suits you very well.”
Despite being a man, he possessed a unique grace that was not feminine yet classy.
Indeed, the shirt fitted him perfectly, just like she had expected. It was much more form-fitting than the apparel from bespoke luxury labels. She had put in that much effort into finetuning every detail, only because she loved him. A woman would only remember and notice the sartorial habits of a man she loved dearly.
Wen Xinya said, “Do you think we should introduce some men’s apparel for the brands under the Wen Corporation?”
Wen Xinya’s confidence grew after designing so many clothes for Si Yiyan and she felt that she had the potential to develop a career in jewelry design.
Si Yiyan suddenly held her hand and said, “You may design female apparel but not male. You’re only allowed to design clothes for me, for the rest of your life!”
Si Yiyan stared at Wen Xinya uncompromisingly with a stern and firm tone in his voice.
He could not tolerate other men wearing the clothes designed by Wen Xinya.
Wen Xinya knew that she had to act appropriately.
However, she could not help herself. She rebuked. “Such a tyrant!”