The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

The burly man wailed, "Xi Yuanchen, do you still remember when you took a piece of land from me last month? You caused me to go bankrupt. How can I not treat you like this?"

Xi Yuanchen stopped, turned around, his lips still tightly pursed: "In the business world, the capable always prevail, and the weak are defeated."

In the business world, all business is earned through one's own abilities.

When the man said that, he remembered that the matter he had resolved during his business trip last month seemed to have taken place in Jiangcheng.

That piece of land was also important to him. He planned to build a resort in Jiangcheng, and the land was located right next to the resort, so he negotiated with the government at a high price to acquire it.

Judging from his appearance, he's a thug, probably looking to make a fortune by acquiring a piece of land.

Before anyone could react, Xi Yuanchen snatched it away first.

Xi Yuanchen gave Anan a wink, then went straight out of the basement.

The car slowly drove back to the apartment. When Xi Yuanchen went in, he saw Yao Yingxi sitting on the sofa.

Hearing the door open, Yao Yingxi turned her head and saw Xi Yuanchen standing at the door. She quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Xi, you're back."

As she spoke, she walked up to Xi Yuanchen and helped him take off his coat.

Xi Yuanchen remained silent.

Yao Yingxi carefully helped Xi Yuanchen raise his hand, trying her best not to touch the wound, but unexpectedly, Xi Yuanchen's shirt was already stained with blood.

The wound looked as if it had been torn open, but Xi Yuanchen seemed completely unaffected, which made Yao Yingxi feel inexplicably sad.

"Mr. Xi, let's take our clothes off."

Xi Yuanchen paused for a few seconds, nodded, and lowered his hand, waiting for Yao Yingxi to come forward and help him unbutton his clothes.

When Yao Yingxi saw that Xi Yuanchen didn't make any move to unbutton his shirt, she paused for a few seconds before realizing that the person in front of her was waiting to be served.

In the past, Yao Yingxi would have mentally complained that Xi Yuanchen acted like a big shot.

But now, seeing Xi Yuanchen injured because of her, with his wounds reopened, she felt more heartache than anything else.

She took a deep breath, trying to cheer herself up. After all, she and Xi Yuanchen had been honest with each other many times, and it was just helping him take off his clothes, nothing more.

He placed his hand on the collar of Xi Yuanchen's shirt and unbuttoned it one button at a time.

Xi Yuanchen's jaw tightened, and he looked down at Yao Yingxi in front of him, involuntarily resting his head on Yao Yingxi's chin.

The two of them were embracing each other with deep affection.

Yao Yingxi was stunned for a few seconds, her ears secretly turning red. Her hand, which was gripping her clothes, trembled slightly. She smelled the faint, cool scent of herbs and trees on Xi Yuanchen, and her heart raced.

The buttons were quickly undone, and Yao Yingxi's face flushed red. Xi Yuanchen looked at her like this, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Yao Yingxi carefully helped Xi Yuanchen take off his clothes, thinking that Xi Yuanchen hadn't seen her blushing and trying to cover it up: "I'll go to the study to get the medicine box."

She lowered her eyes, not even glancing at Xi Yuanchen, and walked into the study on her own.

Xi Yuanchen sat on the sofa, watching her figure, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with a tenderness he himself was unaware of.

Yao Yingxi took several deep breaths in the study, lightly patted her face, and mocked herself: "What haven't I done with Mr. Xi? Why am I blushing?"

Holding the medicine box, she took several deep breaths before opening the study door and going out.

Xi Yuanchen joked, "I thought you went into the study and leaked some confidential information to someone."

Hearing Xi Yuanchen say this, Yao Yingxi anxiously explained, "Mr. Xi, I didn't touch your things, I was just..."

She paused before she could finish speaking, looking at Xi Yuanchen's ambiguous smile. Realizing that her previous words were just a joke, she glared at Xi Yuanchen and said, "It's nothing."

"Next time I find out there are confidential documents in your study, I can go in and take more pictures. These trade secrets should be worth a lot of money."

Ignoring Xi Yuanchen's expression, Yao Yingxi walked up to him and was about to squat down when Xi Yuanchen grabbed her chin with his wine glass: "I haven't restricted your food, drink, or spending money. What do you need the money for?"

Without thinking, Yao Yingxi blurted out: "Keeping a gigolo."

As soon as she finished speaking, she almost bit off her own tongue. Saying those words made it sound like she and Xi Yuanchen were a real couple, flirting and teasing each other.

Xi Yuanchen's face darkened, while Yao Yingxi lowered her eyes and remained silent, opening the medicine box.

I bought this while Xi Yuanchen was away, but I didn't know where to put it, so I just left it in Xi Yuanchen's study.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet. Yao Yingxi dipped a cotton swab in anti-inflammatory solution and got up from the ground. Xi Yuanchen turned around, his slightly cool hand touching his shoulder.

Looking at the scar where the flesh and blood were clearly visible, Yao Yingxi's heart skipped a beat, and tears fell as she cleaned the wound.

The anti-inflammatory solution was irritating, and Xi Yuanchen frowned slightly.

After cleaning it up, Yao Yingxi, as if possessed, suddenly leaned down and kissed the scar. It was a fleeting, light kiss; Xi Yuanchen didn't notice, assuming she had simply touched it with her hand.

Yao Yingxi applied the medicine to Xi Yuanchen's scar and then gently blew on it.

As Xi Yuanchen watched her movements, a warmth inexplicably warmed his heart, and a strange emotion welled up inside him.

After Yao Yingxi finished applying the medicine, she packed up her first-aid kit. The apartment's heating was on high enough, so Xi Yuanchen wasn't worried about being shirtless.

Yao Yingxi came out of the study quickly this time. She said to Xi Yuanchen, who was sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Xi, please sit for a while. I'll go and run a bath for you."

Xi Yuanchen remained silent for a long while before nodding.

Upon entering the bedroom, Yao Yingxi's face immediately flushed. She belatedly realized what she had done and secretly patted her chest. Fortunately, Xi Yuanchen didn't see it, or he would have warned her again.

She smiled bitterly; one-sided love is truly exhausting. But she also brought it on herself, falling for someone she shouldn't have.

Xi Yuanchen had warned himself before, but who can control someone who treats you well in every way, always goes along with you, and never lets you suffer any grievances?

She asked herself if she was really that heartless. Plus, she had entered an orphanage at a young age and had no parents or anyone to rely on, so she lacked love. And all that love was found in Xi Yuanchen. How could she not fall for him? How could she be so cold and indifferent, without any reaction at all?