The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

A cold, unfamiliar male voice rang in her ears. Yao Yingxi was terrified and didn't hear what he said at all. She struggled violently as a conditioned reflex.

She couldn't break free, and despair slowly welled up inside her. The next second, she was completely held in the other person's arms, her nostrils filled with the crisp scent of cedar.

"No...no...don't...let go..." Yao Yingxi spoke in a hoarse voice. Before she could finish speaking, her chin was pinched by two well-defined fingers, forcing her to raise her head and look at the face in front of her.

"it's me."

Not exactly familiar, but not unfamiliar either; it was a face deeply imprinted in her mind.

Yao Yingxi was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses. As if grasping at the last straw, she grabbed the hem of Xi Yuanchen's suit jacket: "Save me, please save me."

Xi Yuanchen looked down at her, but before he could answer, four or five waiters who had been chasing her had already stopped in front of them.

The manager of Yao Yingxi's company, and President Wang, whose head was smashed open, also chased after them, clutching their forehead wounds and cursing, "Quick! Grab that little bitch in front of me!"

"You shameless, despicable little bitch!"

"If I catch her and don't beat her half to death today, I'm not a Wang!"

Xi Yuanchen looked up and his cold gaze fell on President Wang, who abruptly stopped speaking.

Yao Yingxi huddled in Xi Yuanchen's arms. When she saw President Wang and the manager, she instinctively flinched, her clear eyes filled with obvious fear.

Xi Yuanchen noticed, reached out and pulled the person into his arms, his eyes darkening, and a chilling aura enveloped everyone present: "Are you here to arrest her?"

Xi Yuanchen, the sole heir of the Xi family. Many people have heard of his name, but very few actually know him.

Seeing Xi Yuanchen's imposing aura but the lack of anyone around him, Mr. Wang, fueled by anger and lust, mustered his courage and said, "Who are you? Hand her over and mind your own business. Otherwise, you'll regret it."

Xi Yuanchen looked over, but before he could speak, the hotel manager rushed over.

The hotel manager walked up to Xi Yuanchen, bowed deeply, and said in an extremely obsequious voice, "Mr. Xi, I'm so sorry that you have to come here so often and encounter such a thing. I'll handle it immediately."

As he spoke, he made a gesture to the waiters in front of him.

Several waiters immediately understood and stepped forward to drag the manager and General Manager Wang away.

"Stop." Xi Yuanchen spoke, looking at the manager and President Wang, his voice completely flat: "Who did this?"

Mr. Wang and Yao Yingxi's manager were already panicked, feeling oppressed by Xi Yuanchen's powerful aura, and their backs were already covered in cold sweat.

Yao Yingxi's manager glanced at Xi Yuanchen, then at President Wang, and said guiltily, "Sir, we don't understand what you're saying."

"It's getting late, and I haven't offended you. Let us go, it's time to go home."

Xi Yuanchen carefully examined the handprint on Yao Yingxi's left cheek, then gently pressed the ice pack handed to him from the side onto her face.

"Let me go! This is a society governed by law! What you're doing is illegal!" Boss Wang panicked, struggling against the waiter's grip on his arms, glaring viciously at Yao Yingxi: "You bitch! Make them let me go!"

"Law?" Xi Yuanchen looked over and curled the corner of his mouth. The hotel manager had already walked to President Wang's side and raised his hand to slap President Wang twice with all his might.

Instantly, blood and foam flowed from Mr. Wang's mouth, and two of his front teeth fell to the ground. He didn't even have time to scream.

The manager of Yao Yingxi's company was stunned and watched tremblingly from the side, showing none of the arrogance he had displayed when threatening Yao Yingxi in the private room.

Xi Yuanchen turned Yao Yingxi around so that her face was pressed against his chest.

The hotel manager kicked Mr. Wang several times in the chest before walking over to the manager.

As Yao Yingxi's manager watched the hotel manager approach, her whole body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud, lying face down, her voice trembling: "No... I didn't hit him, I didn't lay a hand on him."

"Sir... Yingxi..." Yao Yingxi's manager crawled towards Yao Yingxi like a dog: "Yingxi... I was wrong, I didn't recognize your greatness, please forgive me!"

“Yingxi…”

Yao Yingxi's manager was stopped by the hotel manager and forced to lie down about a meter away from Xi Yuanchen and Yao Yingxi's feet.

Yao Yingxi had calmed down by now. She stepped out of Xi Yuanchen's arms, turned around, and looked at the manager expressionlessly, her eyes filled with indifference.

Xi Yuanchen looked down at her clenched fist and reached out to grasp it.

Yao Yingxi forgot to struggle. Looking at the manager's ugly face, she walked over and slapped him three times in a row: "I don't want this job anymore. I'm going to call the police and accuse you of intentional rape!"

The hotel manager hesitated for a moment; after all, this was a hotel guest, and someone needed to give their approval. Xi Yuanchen walked over from behind and instructed, "Go call the police."

The hotel manager dared not say anything more and did as instructed.

Soon, the police arrived, and the manager and General Manager Wang were taken away.

The drinking party that almost ruined Yao Yingxi's life came to an end just like that.

The hotel manager quickly tidied up the scene, glanced at Xi Yuanchen, who was embracing a woman with a sullen face, and left quickly.

The corridor fell silent. As the alcohol fermented, everything before Yao Yingxi's eyes spun around her.

She turned to look at Xi Yuanchen, then staggered forward.

"Yao Yingxi?" Xi Yuanchen grabbed her waist, glanced at her, picked her up, and quickly left.

…………

Yao Yingxi had nightmares all night, dreaming of Yao Yingyue and Liang Yu betraying her, and dreaming of being bullied.

In my dream, it was the worst scene.

She looked at Mr. Wang's disgusting face and suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a pristine white ceiling. Yao Yingxi gasped for breath, the despair and suffocation she had felt in her dream dissipating before she finally moved her eyes.

With a creak, a familiar male voice rang out: "Awake?"

Yao Yingxi looked over and saw that man again.

She sat up, her mind replaying the events of the previous night.

"Thank you..." Yao Yingxi looked at the man, "You saved me last night, and... thank you for taking me in again."

As she spoke, she got off the bed.

Once her legs were on the ground, she realized that the clothes she was wearing were not the ones she had worn yesterday, but a men's shirt that barely reached her upper thighs.

Yao Yingxi's eyes reddened instantly, and she raised her hand to slap Xi Yuanchen's face.

"What do you think happened?" Xi Yuanchen intercepted her hand, gripping her slender wrist, his tone cold and deep.

Yao Yingxi glared at him with hatred, her eyes bloodshot.

Xi Yuanchen frowned and released her, his tone cold: "Miss Yao, you are a little too confident in yourself."

“I, Xi Yuanchen, am not so desperate as to lay a hand on a woman who is drunk and vomits everywhere.”

Xi Yuanchen pointed in the direction of the bathroom, turned around and walked out: "Clean yourself up and come talk to me when you're sober."