The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Yao Yingxi was already prone to feeling cold, and hearing Liang Pingyin's words made her feel even colder all over. She felt utterly ashamed, like a clown sitting in front of Xi Yuanchen's fiancée.

The waiter placed two cups of coffee on the table.

Liang Pingyin smiled slightly: "I didn't know what Miss Yao wanted to drink either. I saw that you didn't answer the waiter's question, so I made the decision for you."

"I hope you won't blame me for making this decision on my own."

Yao Yingxi picked up the mocha in front of her and took a sip.

The bitter taste of coffee flows down your throat before releasing a hint of fragrance that lingers in your mouth.

Liang Pingyin continued, her tone a mix of sarcasm and humility: "When I'm abroad, I love drinking mocha. The bitter taste helps you recognize your own status. Yuan Chen and I have been engaged for a long time, and I know he's just playing around outside."

Yao Yingxi's face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she bit her lower lip without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Liang Pingyin's lips curled up slightly.

This woman posed no threat to me; I thought she was some kind of formidable character. I never expected that she would be so afraid after I had only said a few words.

She sipped her coffee while admiring Yao Yingxi's face.

Yao Yingxi gripped the handle of the coffee cup tightly, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

Seeing that there was no point in continuing the conversation, Liang Pingyin didn't want to waste her time.

She stood up from her chair: "Ms. Yao, I'm sorry, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

Yao Yingxi snapped out of her daze and nodded.

Liang Pingyin moved her chair away, intending to leave, but after glancing at Yao Yingxi, she felt she needed to give her another talking-to.

"By the way, Miss Yao, has Yuanchen ever told you about me or his ex-girlfriends?"

Yao Yingxi was stunned for a long time before she softly replied, "No."

Liang Pingyin chuckled, "I understand. I'll be going now."

Throughout the entire ordeal, Liang Pingyin remained composed and showed no surprise whatsoever at the fact that her fiancé had cheated on her with a girlfriend.

Yao Yingxi was in a daze and didn't know how she got out of the coffee shop.

Her mind is in complete chaos right now.

Since she started dating Xi Yuanchen a year ago, she has never asked about his affairs.

All she remembered was that Xi Yuanchen had said he didn't have a girlfriend or a fiancée.

But... but just now, his fiancée stood in front of him and announced their relationship, putting her in a vortex of utter embarrassment.

Yao Yingxi's eyes were red, and tears fell from them.

She was somewhat dazed, recalling everything that had happened in the coffee shop, and felt only disgust.

She herself had been betrayed once, and what she hated most was mistresses; those kinds of people were disgusting and shameless.

But she never imagined that one day she would become that kind of person.

Yao Yingxi wandered the streets for the entire afternoon, returning to her apartment at 7 p.m.

When I turned on the apartment lights, the room was dark and empty.

Xi Yuanchen didn't come back as before, and Yao Yingxi didn't have the mind to think about it.

She closed the door and walked into the bedroom without turning on the lights.

Yao Yingxi felt that her body was very tired at this moment.

Her face was pale, her eyes were slightly red, and she walked into the bedroom with her hair down.

Despite being exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep in bed.

Yao Yingxi got out of bed, walked to the balcony, sat on a chair, hugged herself, and buried her head in her knees.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably once more. She didn't know what to do. How should she choose now that she knew Xi Yuanchen had a fiancée?

Before she knew it, the sky began to lighten, and Yao Yingxi sat up all night.

Her body was ice-cold; if there wasn't a faint, steady breath on her chest, anyone who came in would think she was dead.

Yao Yingxi was in a daze, her eyes closed, her mind foggy.

She sat for a while before she had the strength to get up from the chair, lean against the wall, and walk to the bed to lie down.

In her sleep, Yao Yingxi dreamed of her mother's death and of discovering that Yao Yingyue and Liang Yu had betrayed her.

The scene shifts, and she dreams that she is being humiliated and beaten in the street. People call her a mistress, shameless, a vixen, disgusting, and other humiliating words.

People on the street were pointing and whispering about her.

She squatted on the ground, helpless, crying and shaking her head to explain.

But those people seemed not to hear.

4:30 PM, top floor of the GP Building.

Xi Yuanchen looked at the documents in front of him, irritably tugged at his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt.

After closing the file, he felt a strange emptiness in his heart, along with impatience and anxiety. Suddenly, Yao Yingxi's face appeared in his mind.

He frowned as he signed the last document, then loosened his tie and tossed it casually onto the table.

At 5 p.m., Xi Yuanchen came out of the GP. Anan, sitting in the driver's seat, asked, "Boss, shall we go to the villa or the apartment?"

Xi Yuanchen looked out the window, and when he heard Anan ask that question, Yao Yingxi's face appeared in his mind again.

He replied indifferently, "Apartment."

When Xi Yuanchen drove back to the apartment, he turned on the light and found it was pitch black inside.

Everything was left in its original place, assuming Yao Yingxi wasn't home.

He unbuttoned his cuffs and walked straight into the bedroom.

He turned on the light and saw the blanket bulging out, and frowned.

During this time period, Yao Yingxi would not be able to sleep at home.

Remembering something, he suddenly strode to the bedside and pulled back the covers.

At this moment, Yao Yingxi's face was flushed, which was not normal. Her body was curled up in a ball, trembling.

Xi Yuanchen reached out and touched her forehead, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. With a gloomy expression, he took out his phone and said, "Come back now."

Anan on the phone was confused, but he could hear a hint of anxiety in Qi Yuanchen's voice.

Xi Yuanchen hung up the phone and then called Su Che again: "I'm going to the hospital now. Have someone wait for me at the entrance."

After hanging up the phone, he picked Yao Yingxi up from the bed and strode towards the door.

Yao Yingxi was delirious with fever and huddled in Xi Yuanchen's arms, trembling.

She felt very cold, very cold.

It felt like I was being dragged down into an ice cave and soaking in it.

Anan drove the car back and saw Xi Yuanchen hurriedly carrying Yao Yingxi.

He quickly got out of the car and opened the door. Xi Yuanchen held Yao Yingxi in his arms and sat in the back seat.

"Get her to the hospital immediately; we don't know how long she's had a fever."

His words carried an anxiety he was unaware of.

Xi Yuanchen stared at Yao Yingxi in his arms with a gloomy expression, wishing he could kill her.

This woman is quite capable; she has a fever but doesn't go to the hospital, she just stays in bed.

If she hadn't gone back, she would have burned herself to death, and no one would have known.

Anan sensed his urgency and floored the accelerator to drive as steadily as possible.

The car arrived at the hospital quickly. Su Che was standing at the entrance with medical staff.

Although he didn't know if Xi Yuanchen's call to ask him to stay here in the freezing cold was a joke.

Out of a doctor's compassion, Su Che didn't care whether he was being played or not, so he made people wait early.

He saw Xi Yuanchen get out of the car, holding someone in his arms, his expression one of anxiety he had never seen before.

Su Che quickly had the medical staff push the cart upstairs, and Xi Yuanchen placed Yao Yingxi on the hospital bed.

The nurse pushed the cart, and Su Che examined Yao Yingxi's body as they walked.