The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Hearing the gasp, Yao Yingxi, who was being held in Xi Yuanchen's arms, was about to turn around to ask what was wrong when her head was pressed down.

Xi Yuanchen glanced down at her hair whorl, restrained her head, and stared coldly ahead.

Then came a pig-like squeal.

Yao Yingxi didn't dare turn back, thinking that he was going to do something to those people, which was too bloody and violent, so Xi Yuanchen wouldn't let her see it.

Anan knew Xi Yuanchen was injured and was about to go forward to ask what happened. Xi Yuanchen spoke first: "Take all those people back and interrogate them to see who sent them."

After saying that, he acted as if nothing had happened, took Yao Yingxi's hand, and walked towards the car that Anan had driven.

He opened the back door first, letting Yao Yingxi get in.

Anan frowned, gave the bodyguard a wink, and then walked to the car, opening the driver's side door.

Yao Yingxi finally realized what was happening, her legs still trembling.

Xi Yuanchen reached out and touched her head, comforting her, "It's alright now."

Perhaps out of sheer fear, Yao Yingxi reached out and hugged Xi Yuanchen, completely forgetting her own identity.

Her hand was on Xi Yuanchen's back, and it just happened to touch Xi Yuanchen's injured shoulder. She found that the place her hand was touching was wet, so she quickly raised her hand to look.

Her palms were covered in scarlet blood, and Yao Yingxi's face turned pale.

She stepped away from Xi Yuanchen's embrace, and seeing his restrained expression, she felt a pang of heartache.

"Secretary Nan, go to the hospital, Mr. Xi is injured."

Her voice trembled as she tried her best to finish her sentence.

"Okay, Ms. Yao."

"I'm not going to the hospital," Xi Yuanchen said, his voice tinged with suppressed emotion.

"Mr. Xi, please don't lean on me." Yao Yingxi's eyes were filled with tears, and she spoke to Xi Yuanchen with a choked voice, "Shall we go to the hospital?"

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation, and she didn't know what to do. She just felt a sharp pain in her heart and wished she could take the blame for Xi Yuanchen.

Xi Yuanchen thought that Yao Yingxi wouldn't notice his dark-colored clothes, and planned to keep it a secret until he sent Yao Yingxi back home before dealing with it himself.

"Mr. Xi, please don't do that next time. Your body isn't made of iron."

She knew that Xi Yuanchen was injured because he had taken the blame for her earlier; otherwise, he would have been fine even when he fought five opponents alone.

But because of his own burdens, he has become like this.

Xi Yuanchen didn't know why he helped Yao Yingxi block the knife. When he saw the person raising the knife to strike, his heart jumped.

"You are mine, and I will protect you."

Xi Yuanchen spoke, his voice cold: "Besides, those people's target was me, and you were implicated because of me."

As he spoke, he glanced down at the scrape on Yao Yingxi's knee, his expression unusual.

Hearing this, Yao Yingxi felt a self-deprecating smile, but she was more worried about Xi Yuanchen's wound.

"Call Su Che and have him go to the apartment."

He was speaking to Anan, who was in front of him.

Anan nodded and changed his route to go directly to the apartment, while making a phone call.

Yao Yingxi's face was pale as she asked Anan, "Secretary Nan, is there anything in the car to stop the bleeding?"

She couldn't let Xi Yuanchen keep his wounds bottled up like this; it felt like something was blocking her heart.

Anan apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Yao, no."

He arrived in a hurry, and since he rarely gets injured, he didn't have any of these things in the car.

Xi Yuanchen said, "From now on, you should keep some medicine in my car."

There were none of these in the car, and Yao Yingxi's knee was also bleeding. Although the wound wasn't deep, she felt inexplicably sad when she saw it.

He had an inexplicable urge to reach out and touch Yao Yingxi's knee.

Yao Yingxi seemed to see his intention, and her heart warmed. She held Xi Yuanchen's hand with her slightly cool hand: "Mr. Xi, please sit still and don't move around."

"I am fine."

She only had a scrape, nothing more serious than Xi Yuanchen's. If he bends down like that and moves his hand, he could easily strain his muscles, causing the blood to flow out quickly.

Xi Yuanchen snapped out of his daze, withdrew his hand, and stared blankly ahead.

Yao Yingxi clenched her hands, staring anxiously ahead, wishing she had magic to make the car arrive at the door immediately.

She looked anxiously outside. Xi Yuanchen noticed her expression and saw that her face was somewhat pale. He asked, "Is there something urgent that needs to be dealt with?"

Yao Yingxi turned her head to look at him and shook her head: "No."

The car quickly arrived at the apartment entrance. Yao Yingxi was the first to open the car door and get out, followed by Xi Yuanchen.

She reached out to support Xi Yuanchen.

Before the two even reached the door, they saw Su Che, dressed in a beige coat and casual pants, exuding a gentle and refined air.

Yao Yingxi had seen him before, so she quickly made way for Su Che and strode towards the apartment to open the door.

Xi Yuanchen came in and said to Yao Yingxi, "Go cook."

Yao Yingxi paused, holding the slippers, then put them down and put them on. She nodded, "Okay."

She really wanted to see it, but Xi Yuanchen's words made her feel inexplicably sad.

Xi Yuanchen and Su Che entered the study. Xi Yuanchen said, "Go to the supermarket and buy some groceries."

If two people go out for two or three days, the refrigerator will probably be almost empty.

Anan paused for a few seconds, nodded, and turned to leave.

From the open door of the study, he could see Yao Yingxi busy in the kitchen. He didn't know why, but seeing Yao Yingxi's expression when she noticed his hands in the car earlier made him inexplicably sad.

He had experienced things far more dangerous than this since he was a child, but he had never been afraid. However, he was now suddenly afraid that if Yao Yingxi came in and saw the wounds on his body, she would feel even more guilty.

Perhaps it was because Yao Yingxi shouldn't have suffered this injury, or perhaps it was because he caused it and didn't want Yao Yingxi to blame herself.

Su Che turned around and went behind him, examining the inside of the torn clothes: "The wound isn't very deep, but it's quite long."

As he spoke, he took out scissors and began cutting Xi Yuanchen's expensive coat, followed by the clothes underneath.

The wound extends all the way to the cuff of the sleeve. Although the wound is not deep, it is long, and any movement will aggravate the muscles.

On his tanned skin was a menacing and terrifying wound. Su Che calmly used anti-inflammatory solution to disinfect it, then applied medicine to stop the bleeding, and cleaned the wound with anti-inflammatory solution.

“Yuanchen, someone who can defeat two special forces soldiers with a flick of the wrist shouldn’t be able to take any injuries.”

With his wound bandaged, Su Che asked with a hint of curiosity.

Xi Yuanchen pursed his lips and remained silent.

Su Che, thinking of Yao Yingxi who was still outside, asked, "Was that knife meant to cut Yao Yingxi, and you blocked it for her?"

He made wild guesses, but seeing Xi Yuanchen's indifferent expression, he knew he was right: "It really is?"

Xi Yuanchen looked at him coldly: "Is it bandaged up?"

"Hey, you don't actually like her, do you?"

Su Che completely ignored Xi Yuanchen's gaze and continued to tease him.

Upon hearing this, Xi Yuanchen's expression grew even colder, and he stared at Su Che with a dangerous look in his eyes. Su Che immediately surrendered: "Alright, it's bandaged up."

He quickly gathered his things and got up from the ground.