The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Perhaps because she had been drinking, Yao Yingxi didn't hesitate much and said directly, "Mr. Xi, you're under me now."

The implication was that we were in bed and didn't have time to answer the phone.

She was annoyed by the person's tone. Although she didn't know her relationship with Xi Yuanchen, it wasn't her choice to answer the call. Yet, she was being questioned in such an arrogant manner, as if she owed someone a fortune, which was incredibly irritating.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

"you……"

The person on the phone was trembling with anger.

Hearing the voice sound like it was about to scold her, Yao Yingxi quickly hung up the phone.

She didn't answer the call expecting a scolding, and she didn't know what the person on the other end of the line was to Xi Yuanchen.

Being scolded for no reason like this is so unfair, so I hung up to avoid hearing it and getting annoyed.

Xi Yuanchen spoke in a low, hoarse voice, still husky from their encounter: "You sound unsatisfied?"

His eyes were smiling, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, exuding a wicked charm. As if in response to Yao Yingxi's words, he straightened his back and bumped into Yao Yingxi.

Yao Yingxi's face flushed crimson, and she glared at Xi Yuanchen through gritted teeth: "Didn't you tell me to tell the truth?"

Although she was mostly awake, Yao Yingxi's mind was still a bit slow to process, so her tone of voice was somewhat childish.

Xi Yuanchen chuckled softly and pulled down Yao Yingxi's arm.

Caught off guard, Yao Yingxi fell down and crashed into his hard chest.

He gripped Yao Yingxi's chin and then kissed her.

Yao Yingxi initially tried to push him away, but the person beneath her was too skilled at kissing. Before she could even reach out to push him away, she was already dizzy from the kisses, her mind going blank.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean, Liang Pingyin, sitting in the Rococo-style campus, watched her phone go silent, so angry that she gripped her book tightly, crumpling the cover into a ball.

Her youthful and beautiful face contorted with a hint of ferocity. She lowered her eyes and dialed again, but no one answered. Her brows furrowed tightly, and a sharp, ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.

She made another call, but it wasn't to Xi Yuanchen.

Someone answered the phone quickly: "Help me find out what kind of vixen Xi Yuanchen is keeping around him."

She herself is Xi Yuanchen's rightful fiancée, and the people around Xi Yuanchen are either mistresses or lovers.

Of course, the woman who answered Xi Yuanchen's call just now was probably not one of Xi Yuanchen's playthings. It was obvious that Xi Yuanchen was also beside her when she made the call.

The person on the phone probably wasn't lying, but even if they weren't, hanging up on her with that tone was just asking for trouble.

The handsome man sitting next to her, with a wicked smile playing on his lips, asked mockingly, "What? Xi Yuanchen's dating again?"

The word "again" sounded extremely harsh to Liang Pingyin. She glared at the person next to her and got up from the ground: "None of your business."

Fu Chaosheng didn't get up, and shook his head with amusement.

Liang Pingyin walked out of the school gate and drove towards the largest bar in the area.

She felt incredibly resentful. Although she knew her marriage to Xi Yuanchen was driven by self-interest, she was still unwilling to accept it. She loved Xi Yuanchen from the very first time they met.

But Xi Yuanchen knew she was engaged to him, yet he ignored her time and time again, and even spent time with the vixen.

It used to be that short-lived Ye An'an, but now I don't know who it is.

As she thought about it, she accelerated.

The sports car sped past, then braked abruptly to a stop.

Liang Pingyin got out of the car, tossed the car keys to the valet, and went into the bar.

Inside the huge bar, the DJ's speakers were deafening. Although it was daytime, there were still quite a few people dancing enthusiastically on the dance floor.

She was dressed provocatively, wore heavy makeup, and was surrounded by all sorts of people.

Liang Pingyin ignored them and went straight to sit at the bar. "A glass of whiskey."

She spoke in English.

The bartender was a handsome Caucasian man with a high nose and a beard.

A glass of wine was quickly prepared and pushed in front of Liang Pingyin.

Liang Pingyin picked up the wine, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp.

Wine stains dripped from the corner of her mouth onto the table in front of her, and Liang Pingyin reached out to wipe her mouth.

"fall."

The bartender was about to pour the drink when Liang Pingyin snatched it from him. She slowly poured the drink into a glass, then tilted her head back and downed it in one gulp.

I drank three glasses in total, the spicy liquor burning my throat.

Her vision was perfectly clear; the liquor was very strong, but she had a very high alcohol tolerance.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's Miss Liang."

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice rang out. The man approached Liang Pingyin with a wicked smile and a roguish look in his eyes.

The speakers are so loud that you have to get close to hear them clearly.

Liang Pingyin turned her head and saw Zhao Zhe in front of her. Her face immediately darkened and became extremely gloomy.

She and Zhao Zhe didn't get along; whenever they met, they would either exchange sarcastic remarks or almost come to blows.

"Miss Liang is drowning her sorrows here during the day. Has she been dumped by her lover again?"

Zhao Zhe sat down next to her and ordered a cocktail from the bartender: "It's not the first time, Miss Liang should be used to it by now. Why act like you can't live without your sweetheart?"

He knew Xi Yuanchen, knew about their marriage, and of course, knew about Xi Yuanchen's past.

"Besides, your engagement to Xi Yuanchen is just a business marriage between the two families. In wealthy families, there is no shortage of people who do their own thing."

A slight smirk played on his lips, a mocking expression.

Liang Pingyin slammed her wine glass down on the bar, making a sound that both of them could hear: "No matter what happens between Xi Yuanchen and me, he's still better than you. Unlike you, you just live off your family's wealth, squandering their savings, accomplishing nothing and empty-handed, all you know how to do is be a spoiled brat here."

"So what if it's a business marriage? At least she's my husband, unlike you, who doesn't have a fiancée who mistakes philandering for chastity."

Her blunt sarcasm can be quite sharp.

Seeing that he had angered her and heard her mocking him, Zhao Zhe was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and agreed: "Of course, after all, if Xi Yuanchen wasn't so capable, why would your family have taken a liking to him?"

"Oh, right, if I remember correctly, you used to always follow behind him, but he never even glanced at you."

Therefore, he stared at Liang Pingyin with a mocking look, looking her up and down: "So what if she's your fiancée? You still can't see your own place."

Liang Pingyin threw the wine glass in her hand at him. Zhao Zhe quickly dodged it, and stood up with a roguish smile on his lips: "Miss Liang, this is very ill-mannered. If the Xi family sees this, they might return you."

The implication is that the Xi family might call off the engagement if they see this tigress-like woman.

He remembered that Xi Yuanchen liked Ye An'an as a gentle, protective little woman.

Liang Pingyin was trembling with anger and wanted to smash the bottle at him, but she held back when she heard Zhao Zhe's words and watched him leave the bar.