The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

"He was here today..." Yao Yingxi looked at Yao Yingyue and had just started to speak when her phone rang.

As soon as Yao Yingxi answered the call, Xi Yuanchen's voice came through: "Where are you?"

"I'm at the airport."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Yuanchen hung up the phone.

Yao Yingxi was a little dazed by the busy tone in her ear. She reached out and patted her shoulder: "Sis, who called you? Was it your husband?"

"Hmm." Yao Yingxi smiled, and when she looked up, she saw Xi Yuanchen walking towards them in a silver-gray suit.

It wasn't until he walked up to her and took her hand in his warm, large hand that Yao Yingxi remembered to introduce him to Yao Yingyue: "This is..."

"Brother-in-law." Yao Yingyue smiled and looked at Xi Yuanchen, calling him naturally.

Yao Yingxi subconsciously looked at Xi Yuanchen, then clenched her fingers and introduced, "My sister, Yao Yingyue."

"Hmm." Xi Yuanchen looked at Yao Yingyue and responded.

Xi Yuanchen's gaze was sharp, and most people would find it hard to bear, especially when he was carefully scrutinizing that person.

Under Xi Yuanchen's gaze, Yao Yingyue's eyes quickly and unconsciously looked away, and the smile on her face became uneasy. A feeling of fear welled up in her heart, as if he could see through her disguise with just one glance.

The three did not exchange many words before a security check announcement rang out in the lobby.

"Sis, I'll be going now."

As Yao Yingyue was about to leave, Yao Yingxi called out to her.

"This is the money I've saved for you over the years. It's not much. When you get there... don't suffer too much."

Yao Yingyue clutched the bank card Yao Yingxi handed her, her eyes stinging for a moment, but the feeling quickly disappeared.

She looked at Yao Yingxi and smiled, "I understand."

"Sister..." Yao Yingyue suddenly leaned down and hugged Yao Yingxi, whispering in her ear, "Thank you, and I'm sorry."

After saying that, Yao Yingyue quickly turned and left.

This was the first time Yao Yingyue had left her since she left the Xu family and came to her side.

Yao Yingxi's eyes reddened instantly. She instinctively tried to chase after him, but Xi Yuanchen grabbed her.

“Mr. Xi…” Yao Yingyue leaned against Xi Yuanchen’s chest, tears soaking his dark suit jacket, her voice trembling with sobs: “I have never been separated from her.”

Xi Yuanchen frowned as he watched Yao Yingyue's retreating figure, and after a few seconds he hesitated before speaking: "People can change."

Yao Yingxi was filled with reluctance to part, and she didn't hear what Xi Yuanchen said at all.

Xi Yuanchen glanced down at Yao Yingxi, then pulled her out of his arms: "Let's go."

Yao Yingxi didn't actually shed many tears. She nodded and followed Xi Yuanchen out of the airport.

After leaving the airport, the car drove to the city center, and Yao Yingxi asked Xi Yuanchen to drop her off.

Xi Yuanchen glanced at her, then at his watch, but said nothing. He found a traffic light intersection and dropped her off.

As Yao Yingxi got out of the car, before closing the door, she bent down to look at Xi Yuanchen inside and sincerely said, "Thank you, Mr. Xi."

Thank you for taking me to the airport.

He said that no one in this world has an obligation to understand anyone else, and no one will help a complete stranger for no reason. But he still helped her.

Xi Yuanchen turned his head to look at her, his hands on the steering wheel, his face as expressionless as ever: "I won't do this kind of meaningless thing with you again."

After saying that, he drove away.

Yao Yingxi stood on the bustling street and suddenly smiled.

In the afternoon, Yao Yingxi called Anan to ask if Xi Yuanchen had time tonight and whether he would return to the villa. After receiving a definite answer, Yao Yingxi went to the market to buy groceries.

When Xi Yuanchen got off work and arrived at the apartment, he saw Yao Yingxi busy in the kitchen.

A hint of a smile flashed in his deep eyes as he changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

As I walked into the living room, my gaze fell upon the laptop, documents, financial statements, and a notebook with a crying face drawn on it, all laid out on the coffee table.

Xi Yuanchen paused, glanced at Yao Yingxi, walked to the table, bent down and picked up the notebook with a crying face drawn on it.

A few words were written next to the crying face.

Xi Yuanchen glanced at it, and the first sentence read: "Go, Yao Yingxi, my little cutie! Financial statements are nothing! You will overcome them!!!"

The second sentence is: Yao Yingxi, hang in there! You can do it!

The third sentence is: Xi Yuanchen, you great demon king! Did a zombie eat your brain and then replace it with a non-human one?! Ah!!! Those wicked financial statements!!!

Immediately following was the face of someone crying so hard that tears were flying to the side.

Yao Yingxi took the steamed fish out of the steamer and placed it on the dining table. Turning around, she saw Xi Yuanchen standing in the living room with his back to her.

She suddenly realized she hadn't packed her things yet! Most importantly! When she couldn't understand the reports, she wrote a lot of nonsense in her notebook!

Xi Yuanchen didn't see this, did he?

Yao Yingxi didn't have time to think much before she ran over and saw Xi Yuanchen holding her notebook in his hand.

Hearing her footsteps approaching, Xi Yuanchen looked up, his deep gaze falling on her.

Yao Yingxi stopped abruptly, tears welling up inside her, but she forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, trying to distract Xi Yuanchen: "Mr. Xi, I've prepared the food. Please wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Yao Yingxi spoke cautiously as she reached for the notebook in Xi Yuanchen's hand.

Just as she was about to touch the notebook, Xi Yuanchen suddenly stepped back, a slight smile playing on his thin lips: "I'm the Great Demon King? My brain was eaten by zombies? Non-human?"

As Yao Yingxi watched Xi Yuanchen read aloud the key words of the sentence she had written, his voice deep and cold, she instinctively raised her leg to walk away from him.

He had only taken two steps when Xi Yuanchen grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms.

The air was filled with the scent of cedar. Yao Yingxi looked up, about to speak, when Xi Yuanchen's kiss landed on her nose.

Soon, Yao Yingxi's face flushed red from the kiss. Xi Yuanchen restrained himself and released her lips, but couldn't help kissing other places. He asked her in a low, husky voice, "Why did you ask Anan if I'm coming back today?"

Hot breath sprayed onto her carotid artery, and Yao Yingxi subconsciously shuddered, her fingers curling slightly as she answered Xi Yuanchen, "I want to thank you."

His thin lips brushed against her long, slender neck, gradually moving upwards. Yao Yingxi turned her neck slightly in discomfort, tightening her grip on Xi Yuanchen's sleeve, and then said, "Thank you for helping me..."

"If you're going to express your gratitude, do it in a way I prefer."

Xi Yuanchen interrupted Yao Yingxi, no longer satisfied with such a simple touch.

Xi Yuanchen scooped Yao Yingxi up in his arms and strode into the bedroom.