The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Xi Yuanchen could never stand Yao Yingxi talking to him like this. He deliberately kept a straight face, wanting to sternly refuse Yao Yingxi, but unexpectedly, the words he spoke sounded like he was negotiating with Yao Yingxi.

He spoke gently, his hand stroking Yao Yingxi's back: "Go to bed and fall asleep first. I'll dry my hair and then hold you while we sleep."

Yao Yingxi refused: "No." She didn't want Xi Yuanchen to touch her phone, nor did she want him to know that the call she received from him was from Ye Xiaoya.

Every woman is selfish; she selfishly wants the person she loves to belong only to her, and not let anyone else see or know about him, let alone find him.

Xi Yuanchen sighed helplessly, "Alright then, I'll go get the hairdryer, dry my hair, and then go to sleep with you."

……

"If you didn't have a face exactly like my sister's, would Yuan Chen have fallen for someone like you who has no abilities?"

"Yingxi, Yingxi." Min Yue swayed as she sat on the lawn, her gaze fixed on Yao Yingxi, who was on the book but not on her.

Yao Yingxi snapped out of her daze and looked blankly at Min Yue beside her: "Miss, what's wrong?" Perhaps because of their similar personalities, she and Min Yue had become good friends after knowing each other for less than a week.

Yao Yingxi was initially wary, but Min Yue's words, "Do you have something I don't? What do I have to gain from you?"

Min Yue nudged her: "What are you thinking about?" She turned her head and looked at Yao Yingxi with concern.

Yao Yingxi smiled and shook her head, saying, "It's nothing." After a pause, remembering what Ye Xiaoya had said last night, she asked Min Yue, "I watched a movie last night. Do you think anyone would fall in love with someone just because they look like someone they once loved?"

"Is it Mary Sue? Or is that guy sick?" Min Yue judged without thinking: "I don't know what others think, but in my eyes, for a good relationship to last, the two people need to have things to talk about."

"I bet the person you're talking about is Cinderella, someone who got chosen just because of her looks?" She raised an eyebrow at Yao Yingxi.

Yao Yingxi nodded. Min Yue smiled and said, "These kinds of movies are just for fooling people who don't want to work hard." A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. "I don't know what other people think, but the people I know and the people around me would never get together just because someone looks like the person they love. That kind of relationship can't last."

"In other words, would you choose to be with someone who looks a lot like a man you once loved, but with whom you have nothing to talk about and whose values ​​don't align with yours?" Min Yue asked Yao Yingxi in return.

Yao Yingxi shook her head: "No."

It was precisely because of the huge difference in their social status, and because her initial reason for being with Xi Yuanchen was, as Ye Xiaoya had said, that Xi Yuanchen noticed her because she looked like Ye An'an.

Therefore, in matters of the heart, she always felt inferior to Xi Yuanchen, and often called him Mr. Xi, as if she could use this title to express her inner feelings.

“Then…” Min Yue didn’t finish her sentence, looking at Yao Yingxi in horror: “You’re not talking about yourself, are you?” There was no such thing as a movie, such an old-fashioned topic, and it took her a while to realize it.

Yao Yingxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Mm."

Min Yue smiled and said, "Then the person who said that about you hasn't seen any of your good points. She must be jealous of you."

Whether Min Yue was comforting her or telling the truth, Yao Yingxi felt much better after hearing this.

"Alright, don't worry about that. There are plenty of good men out there. Besides, you're so beautiful and smart. Even if you lose that boyfriend, I'll introduce you to someone else. You can have whatever you want."

Yao Yingxi smiled but did not answer.

The other side at the same time.

"Young Master Xiu, I really didn't expect you to come to this appointment."

Xiu Yan frowned when he saw Liu Hui across from him: "What do you want from me?" He didn't think he was very familiar with Liu Hui. If she hadn't said that she was looking for him because of Yao Yingxi, he probably wouldn't have come to the appointment.

"I think I made myself very clear on the phone," Liu Hui said calmly.

“I don’t like people playing coy. Mrs. Xi asked to meet me today, so I doubt she’d try to play games with my words.” Xiu Yan leaned back in his seat, tilting his head slightly to look at Liu Hui across from him, and asked directly, “Who exactly kidnapped Xiao Xi?”

The first thing Liu Hui said when she called her was that she wanted to meet with her. Her purpose was to tell her who kidnapped Yao Yingxi that night and who the murderer was.

He didn't quite believe it at the time, thinking that Liu Hui was lying to him. After all, she was Xi Zhishen's wife and Liang Pingyin's aunt, and she would never have any good intentions towards Yao Yingxi.

Thinking about Xi Yuanchen's behavior that night, he probably didn't know that Yao Yingxi had been kidnapped, but thought that she had gone out to play with him.

In addition, he had heard some bad rumors that Xi Yuanchen and Liu Hui did not get along, so he was curious about how Liu Hui knew about Yao Yingxi's kidnapping.

Liu Hui picked up her coffee, took a sip, and put it back on the table, chuckling softly, "Young Master Xiu is really anxious. It's a pity that despite how much you care about Yao Yingxi, she hasn't given you a second glance from beginning to end."

She looked up at Xiu Yan, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"So what?" Xiu Yan glanced at her. "It seems this has nothing to do with what you wanted to tell me, Mrs. Xi." Trying to sow discord? Although his feelings for Yao Yingxi were so intense that he wanted to possess her, he wasn't so easily provoked.

Seeing that Xiu Yan was neither provoked nor angry, Liu Hui realized that this was exactly the effect she wanted.

“Young Master Xiu, that’s not right. If it had nothing to do with me, I wouldn’t have brought it up. More importantly, you wouldn’t have come to see me because of it, would you?” She smiled, looking at Xiu Yan with an air of certainty.

Xiu Yan placed his hand on the table: "Yes, I like Xiao Xi, that's why I came out with you, but liking someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them."

"Clap clap," Liu Hui clapped her hands, a hint of sarcasm curling at the corner of her mouth: "Young Master Xiu's words are so noble, yet also ridiculous. Anyone who likes something but doesn't want to possess it is either a fool or a pretentious person, especially men."

“There are no fools in this world who silently protect others, am I right, Young Master Xiu?” Liu Hui raised an eyebrow and looked at her, her eyes like hooks, trying to catch the high-sounding excuses on everyone’s face and the shameful secrets hidden in their hearts.

“People are always different, aren’t they, Miss Liu?” Xiu Yan stopped being polite. “If Miss Liu has nothing else to say and is just here to try and provoke me, then there’s no need for that. I have things to do at the company and don’t have time to chat with you.” With that, Xiu Yan stood up from the table, intending to leave and not linger with Liu Hui any longer.

He felt that Liu Hui had only asked him out to test him and wanted him to cooperate with her. After all, this person was Liang Pingyin's aunt, and probably didn't like Yao Yingxi. How could she possibly want her to be happy?