Chapter 1239 - Falling into Wen Xinya’s Trap

Chapter 1239: Falling into Wen Xinya’s Trap
The owner of Boya Pavilion finally realized that she had fallen into Wen Xinya’s trap. Lin Yingxin had openly spilled the beans and got the Boya Pavilion involved. Hence, she tried to make it seem like she was not involved.
Wen Xinya could tell that Boya Pavilion did not get involved in the rest of the matter and that the owner merely wanted to save herself and stay away from bearing any responsibility. Hence, Wen Xinya intentionally bombarded the owner not because she really wanted an explanation but rather, she wanted to make her ensure that she would find out the truth and give everyone an answer.
That was Wen Xinya’s first agenda.
Wen Xinya openly revealed that Xia Ruya and the owner were on close terms with each other, simply because she wanted to tie Xia Ruya and the owner together and get the gala implicated. Even if Boya Pavilion had nothing to do with the incident, everyone would still start to doubt her.
That was Wen Xinya’s second agenda.
After Wen Xinya openly splashed the wine onto Xia Ruya, everyone deduced that Xia Ruya was the one who had spiked the food. If the investigation results aligned with their thoughts, it would validate everything that Wen Xinya had said just now.
That was prejudice.
Due to the fact that the owner was close to Xia Ruya, she was biased towards her.

That was Wen Xinya’s third motive.
In all, Wen Xinya merely wanted to make use of Boya Pavilion to find out the truth and validate the fact that Xia Ruya had spiked the food and tea.
Xia Ruya would be finished once Boya Pavilion verified the truth.
However, the owner of Boya Pavilion had already fallen into the trap and was left with no choice but to get rid of Xia Ruya. Otherwise, how was she supposed to answer to the heiresses?
Wen Xinya said,
I don’t have any intentions to offend you, Madam. However, I’m still very shocked about what happened during the gala tonight. The victim tonight might be Miss Lin, but in the future, it might be Miss Li or Miss Zhang. If we don’t resolve this matter completely this time and give everyone a clear explanation, as well as a guarantee that whatever happened today wouldn’t repeat itself, who would still dare to join the gala again in the future?

Wen Xinya’s words were reasonable and at the same time, it also sounded like a warning. However, it was undeniably lethal. If someone had the audacity to poison the food during the gala today, who’d be able to guarantee that this wouldn’t happen again?
Everyone would only be convinced and given peace of mind if the host expressed her stand and attitude towards the incident, and guarantee that she would get to the bottom of the truth. Only when everyone saw her sincerity and intolerance towards the atrocious act of poisoning would everyone feel relieved.
The other heiresses chimed in, thinking that Wen Xinya’s words had made sense. They agreed that a harsh punishment was necessary.

The owner finally realized that she had no choice but to jump into Wen Xinya’s trap.
Missy, you’re right. I failed to consider everything carefully.

She then instructed the waitress beside her to check up on the matter.
Smiling sincerely, Wen Xinya said,
I acted rude first. Please pardon me, Madam.

The owner of Boya Pavilion stared at Wen Xinya with a mysterious expression and said,
I remember telling you that you resemble your grandmother greatly before the gala commenced. I was just making a casual remark then, but it seems… you really do have your grandmother’s aura.

They were both not to be trifled with.
They were both unwilling to be taken advantage of.
It was no wonder that Xia Ruya did not manage to impress Old Mr. Mo despite having been his granddaughter for twelve years, unlike Wen Xinya, who had gained Old Mr. Mo’s approval as soon as she returned to the Wen Family home.
Wen Xinya did not consider her words to be a compliment. However, she still said smilingly,
Thank you for the compliment, Madam. My granny enjoyed a good reputation back then that I can’t compare to.


Everyone said that she resembled her mother, but she had never heard anyone mentioning that she resembled her grandmother.
The owner glanced at her and said with a sigh,
They all say that those who are too emotional and affectionate live short lives and the wise often fall ill because of how intelligent they are. They often end up overthinking and stressing themselves out. That was what happened to your grandmother. She damaged her body by overexerting herself and hence, passed away at such a young age.

Ren Yuqian had indeed passed away at a young age because of the stress that she had put her body through by being too intelligent and emotional.
Firstly, she was too devoted to Old Mr. Mo and insisted on giving birth to his flesh and blood despite being well aware of how frail her body was.
Secondly, she was highly intelligent and wise, but so what? It was not always a good thing to be too smart. In fact, she might be defeated because of her smartness.
Wen Xinya’s face stiffened and an icy cold gaze formed in her eyes. She said coldly,
You sound like you knew my grandmother rather well, Madam. However, why haven’t I heard about you from my Grampy before?

The owner sounded as if she was feeling sorry about Ren Yuqian’s death, but Wen Xinya was no fool and could tell the animosity in her words that were rather derogative. She seemed to be mocking Ren Yuqian for being defeated by her own intelligence.
Since Wen Xinya had openly set the owner up and made her get to the bottom of the truth about the matter so as to punish Xia Ruya, the owner obviously felt offended. However, she was an elder after all and definitely wouldn’t stoop so low as to hold it against her. Hence, she decided to use Old Mrs. Mo as a warning.

She was indirectly mocking Wen Xinya by using Ren Yuqian as an example. After all, she had also mentioned that Wen Xinya resembled her grandmother. In other words, she was also saying that Wen Xinya was being too smart for her own good.
The owner of Boya Pavilion was reminding her to stop and know her limits!
Although Wen Xinya sounded gentle and polite, she was definitely insulting the owner of Boya Pavilion who was still keeping her emotions hidden beneath her mask, though her clenched fists were evidence of the anger she felt.
After a moment of silence, she said,
That happened plenty of years ago. There’s no point in bringing it up again.

Wen Xinya smirked, vaguely knowing that there must have been some feud between the owner of Boya Pavilion and her grandmother. Hence, she was just trying to use Old Mr. Mo to mock the owner by mentioning him and the fact that he had never told Wen Xinya about the owner.