The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Yao Yingxi felt hot, very hot, as if her limbs and bones were on fire.

In her dream, something seemed to be pressing down on her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. Yao Yingxi struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free.

She began to feel something strange in her body, a feeling that made her mouth dry, unbearable and uneasy.

In a daze, Yao Yingxi opened her eyes, and a greasy face suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Little beauty, you're so inexperienced. Where should I start?" President Zhou leered at Yao Yingxi, his hands slowly tracing the curves of her body downwards.

Yao Yingxi suddenly snapped out of her daze and forcefully pushed President Zhou away. She sat up and glanced around; she was in an unfamiliar, luxurious room.

meal!

There was something wrong with the food that the Xu family's maid served her today!

Her body grew weaker and weaker, and waves of heat washed over her. Yao Yingxi knew they had drugged her!

Mr. Zhou was pushed to the foot of the bed and didn't come to his senses for a moment.

Yao Yingxi clutched her disheveled clothes tightly, quickly got out of bed, and ran outside.

As the drug took effect, she felt weak and could not even run as fast as she usually walked. She felt as if tiny ants were crawling all over her body.

As Mr. Zhou watched her walk to the door, he snapped out of his daze, quickly walked to her side, and grabbed her arm: "You little bitch, trying to run away?"

"Let me go! Let me go!" Yao Yingxi struggled desperately, trying to stay conscious. But her movements were like tickling someone.

Mr. Zhou dragged her and threw her onto the bed. He then pressed himself against her, ripped off her shirt, and lowered his head to kiss her neck: "Let you go? Are you dreaming? Do you know how long it's been since I've met someone as stunning as you?"

“Little darling…” President Zhou chuckled lewdly, drool almost dripping from his mouth: “I will take good care of you.”

"No!" Yao Yingxi struggled fiercely, crying out desperately, "Please let me go, please..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Zhou said impatiently, straightening up and slapping her across the face. "Be good, or you'll be the one who suffers!"

After saying that, his hand had already reached for the zipper of Yao Yingxi's jeans.

My body is in great discomfort, and I'm torn between reason and my body's desires.

Yao Yingxi was on the verge of collapse. She couldn't control her body's desires and was becoming increasingly desperate.

She didn't want to, and couldn't, be defiled by a stranger.

She bit her tongue, the pain bringing Yao Yingxi back to her senses slightly: "Don't touch me, you'll regret it if you do. I'm Xi Yuanchen's woman!"

"Xi Yuanchen? Who is he?" President Zhou's lips lingered on Yao Yingxi's neck and chest. He opened his mouth and bit Yao Yingxi's shoulder, laughing: "In Yuncheng, does he have a higher status than me?"

Mr. Zhou's violation caused Yao Yingxi, who was under the influence of the drug, to instinctively let out a low moan. Then, realizing what was happening, she bit her lip tightly.

At that moment, she loathed herself to death, and if she could, she would rather die right now.

Yao Yingxi glanced at President Zhou, who was pressing down on him, and released her grip on his pants.

Mr. Zhou, who was angrily preparing to tie her hands, smiled upon seeing this and said lewdly, "Little beauty, what's wrong? Are you refusing instead of welcoming me? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Can't wait for me to take you?"

Yao Yingxi turned her head to the side, closed her eyes, and looked unwilling yet resigned to her fate, which made President Zhou drool.

Mr. Zhou impatiently pried open Yao Yingxi's legs. Taking advantage of his inattention, Yao Yingxi grabbed a nearby desk lamp and smashed it heavily down on Mr. Zhou's head.

Mr. Zhou stopped what he was doing, looked up at Yao Yingxi, then raised his hand to touch his head and swayed slightly.

Blood kept gushing from President Zhou's head, and Yao Yingxi was covered in blood. Her murderous intent became clearer and clearer. Yao Yingxi fell off the bed and ran outside.

Yao Yingxi didn't dare to look back, nor did she dare to confirm whether President Zhou was dead or not. She walked to the door, put her hand on the door handle, and suddenly a hand wrapped around her waist.

"Ah!" Yao Yingxi screamed, as President Zhou grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the wall.

As he rammed the car, he hurled vulgar insults, and Mr. Zhou became increasingly agitated.

Yao Yingxi's forehead also began to bleed, and the dizziness in front of her eyes became more and more severe.

After Mr. Zhou had finished beating her, he dragged Yao Yingxi to the bedside and threw her back onto the bed.

This time, Yao Yingxi had no power to resist at all, and could only watch helplessly as President Zhou stripped off her clothes and used his tie to bind her limbs.

Yao Yingxi closed her eyes in despair...