The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

“Mr. Xi…” Yao Yingxi suddenly stood up, and because of the sudden movement, some of the noodle soup spilled out.

Yao Yingxi didn't know whether to wipe the soup off her clothes or explain to Xi Yuanchen: "I...I thought you left..."

Xi Yuanchen walked to the dining table and glanced at the bowl of noodles on it: "Have I been mistreating you? You're always eating noodles or leftovers?"

Yao Yingxi didn't understand what he meant and just said "Ah." Xi Yuanchen had already left the kitchen: "Come to my study after you finish eating."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already reached the corner.

Yao Yingxi glanced at the noodles in front of her, and seemed less hungry. After finishing the noodles and washing the bowl, Yao Yingxi went to her study.

She stood at the door and knocked. Xi Yuanchen heard her knock and said, "Come in."

Yao Yingxi pushed open the door and entered. Xi Yuanchen was wearing glasses and staring at the computer screen, typing on the keyboard.

Yao Yingxi stood in front of the desk. Xi Yuanchen didn't even look at her and said directly, "Here is a complete internal document of Hengyuan Group. I'll give you a week to read it. After you finish reading it, Anan will tell you some of the true situation of Hengyuan now."

After Xi Yuanchen finished speaking, Yao Yingxi remained motionless.

Xi Yuanchen stopped typing and looked up from the computer screen at Yao Yingxi.

It took Yao Yingxi two seconds to come to her senses. She picked up the stack of documents on the desk, looked at Xi Yuanchen, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Mr. Xi."

"Aren't we talking about you now?"

Xi Yuanchen spoke, and Yao Yingxi felt ashamed: "I'm sorry."

Yao Yingxi initially used the formal "you" (您) when addressing Xi Yuanchen simply out of professional habit, but later it became a form of sarcasm, both for herself and for him.

Xi Yuanchen didn't say anything more, and turned his gaze back to continue his work.

After about a minute or two, Xi Yuanchen looked up at Yao Yingxi again: "Is there anything else?"

Yao Yingxi shook her head.

"Then leave. I don't like being disturbed when I'm working." Xi Yuanchen's voice turned cold and indifferent again.

Yao Yingxi hesitated for a moment, then left the study with the documents in her hand.

Although Xi Yuanchen's apartment is over 200 square meters, its layout is that of a standard studio apartment.

Since the bedroom wasn't her private space, Yao Yingxi had to take the documents to the living room to look at them.

It was a very thick stack of documents, probably three or four hundred pages long.

Yao Yingxi turned to the first page, where she saw an introduction to Xu Hengyuan, the head of the group.

After reading through the introduction line by line, Yao Yingxi felt like laughing.

Over the years, Xu Hengyuan has cultivated an image of a good man, a good father, and a good boss that is deeply ingrained in people's minds. One day, she will personally tear off this layer of pretense and let everyone see what kind of scum he really is.

Yao Yingxi clenched her hands, composed herself, and began to carefully read the documents.

Before she knew it, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Yao Yingxi heard Xi Yuanchen's cold voice coming from the study, but it was not very clear. She got up and went to the kitchen.

The groceries she had bought were all gone from the refrigerator. After thinking for a moment, Yao Yingxi took out her phone and ordered takeout.

The takeout arrived quickly. Yao Yingxi went to pick it up, put it on a plate, and then called Xi Yuanchen.

She knocked on the door, just as Xi Yuanchen finished his phone call, his face displaying a silent, unapproachable demeanor.

Yao Yingxi was a little scared, but not too scared. She said, "President Xi, I ordered takeout. Do you want some?"

Xi Yuanchen glanced at her, and the fierceness on his face lessened a bit.

Yao Yingxi continued, "This takeout is pretty good, why don't you try some?"

Xi Yuanchen swallowed the "Get out!" that was on the tip of his tongue at Yao Yingxi's low voice. Just as he was about to refuse, Yao Yingxi said again, "Shall I bring it in for you?"

"Need not."

Xi Yuanchen still went out to eat in the end.

Yao Yingxi ordered two bowls of lean pork porridge and two side dishes. She had been very careful when ordering, worried that Xi Yuanchen wouldn't like takeout. However, as soon as Xi Yuanchen took a bite, his eyebrows furrowed.

Yao Yingxi secretly observed him and, seeing him frown, asked, "Mr. Xi, is the food hard to eat? If it's not good, then don't eat it. I'll go downstairs to the supermarket to see what other dishes they have."

As she spoke, Yao Yingxi stood up.

"Sit down!" Xi Yuanchen put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Yao Yingxi.

His voice was stern, and Yao Yingxi instinctively stopped and turned around like a startled fawn.

Xi Yuanchen looked at her and sneered: "Yao Yingxi, you're something else. You didn't cook dinner when it was time to cook, and now that the supermarket is empty, what are you planning to buy for me to eat?"

"Didn't you say I was your sugar daddy?"

"You're really not taking me, your sugar daddy, seriously enough?"

Xi Yuanchen's outburst of anger was inexplicable, and unlike his usual self, he could scare people to tears without saying a word.

Yao Yingxi took two seconds to react, unsure of the reason.

She stared blankly at Xi Yuanchen, who then stood up and left the apartment.

Yao Yingxi frowned as she looked at the two bowls of porridge on the table. She went over and tasted them. From the bottom of her heart, she felt that they were not bad at all, and even thought they were quite good.

After finishing the porridge, Yao Yingxi thought that it would be good to keep the rest for breakfast tomorrow, so she packed it in a food storage container and prepared to put it in the refrigerator.

"Pour it out!"

Xi Yuanchen's gloomy voice came from behind her. Yao Yingxi was startled and dropped the thermos with a "thud".

The lean meat porridge was splattered everywhere, making a mess of the kitchen floor.

Yao Yingxi turned to look at Xi Yuanchen, only to hear him slam the door shut with a deafening bang.

Looking down at the dirt on the ground, Yao Yingxi took a deep breath and went to get a mop to clean it up.

After Yao Yingxi finished tidying up, she returned to the bedroom and was immediately pinned down by Xi Yuanchen, who then gave her a rough kiss.

Yao Yingxi was stunned for a moment, and by the time she came to her senses, her lips had already been kissed raw.

The shirt he was wearing was torn in half with a "whoosh" by Xi Yuanchen, and wherever his kiss touched, a burning pain spread.

The zipper of her jeans was already open. Yao Yingxi realized what was happening immediately and grabbed Xi Yuanchen's hand: "Mr. Xi, no...we can't do this this morning..."

Before Yao Yingxi could even utter the words "did it," Xi Yuanchen sealed her lips with his again.

Xi Yuanchen bit her lips, his rough, hoarse voice filled with coldness: "I want you!"

After saying that, he picked Yao Yingxi up and carried her to the bathroom.

If Yao Yingxi could accept the affair in the morning, the affair in the evening was simply torture.

Xi Yuanchen's every move was heavy and ruthless. Yao Yingxi was dry, so he used lubricant directly.

At first, Yao Yingxi would beg for mercy, but later she simply closed her eyes, bit her lip, and endured the tearing pain.

It was past midnight when it ended, and Yao Yingxi looked terrible. Her eyes were closed, and her hair was messy and slid down to the side of her face, making her look like a rag doll.

Xi Yuanchen came out of the bathroom and walked to the bedside. When he saw Yao Yingxi's appearance, a trace of guilt flashed between his brows. He said, "I'm sorry, I lost control tonight."

"If you need anything recently, you can just swipe your card, or tell Anan."

After saying that, Xi Yuanchen turned and left.

Yao Yingxi looked at the closed door and gave a self-deprecating laugh.