The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Yao Yingxi remembered her phone and immediately dialed Xi Yuanchen's number. "Liang Pingyin has gone mad. She doesn't care about her life anymore."

Watching Liang Pingyin drive, Yao Yingxi was so frightened that her face turned pale. She stared intently at Liang Pingyin, afraid that Liang Pingyin might do something stupid again and drive the car directly onto the guardrail.

"Liang Pingyin, I don't understand why you hate me so much? Is it just because I'm with Xi Yuanchen?" Yao Yingxi tried to distract Liang Pingyin by starting a conversation while answering Xi Yuanchen's call.

With no one answering the phone, she had no choice but to call the police.

"Because you have a face that looks like Ye An'an's, Yao Yingxi, do you know that I used to hate Ye An'an the most? She always pretended to be weak and helpless to gain sympathy. Why should I lose to your face? In what way am I inferior to you and Ye An'an?"

Yao Yingxi was speechless.

Liang Pingyin continued speaking to herself, "In what way can your family background and status compare to mine? Why would Xi Yuanchen prefer to like you, who are of no help to his future, rather than even glance at me?"

She trembled all over, her voice filled with resentment and helplessness.

“I don’t expect anything now. I want Xi Yuanchen to watch you die, just like he watched Ye An’an die back then.” Liang Pingyin laughed loudly.

Yao Yingxi was shocked. Did Xi Yuanchen watch Ye An'an die back then?

For some reason, Yao Yingxi felt very sad and heartbroken when she heard the news.

"I don't know what kind of person Ye An'an is, but I have never pretended to be weak in front of Xi Yuanchen. I can't be compared to her," Yao Yingxi said calmly. She seemed to have heard that Ye An'an committed suicide.

However, she committed suicide in front of Xi Yuanchen, and she felt that this person was very selfish, only thinking of himself and not others.

"Heh." Liang Pingyin sneered, then continued sharply, "Can't be compared? Yao Yingxi, if it weren't for your face, which looks like Ye An'an, would Xi Yuanchen have fallen for you?"

"Speaking of which, Ye An'an was your matchmaker with Xi Yuanchen, since you look just like her." Liang Pingyin said this in a deliberately light tone, but every word she uttered was like a knife to Yao Yingxi's heart.

Yao Yingxi's face turned pale. Wasn't that the same sentence Ye Xiaoya said last night?

She thought of Ye Xiaoya, and her face turned even uglier.

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head? Are you upset?" Seeing Yao Yingxi's expression, Liang Pingyin assumed she had hit the nail on the head about something Yao Yingxi had been avoiding. Her lips curled up, and she became even more pleased.

She no longer resembles that crazy woman from before.

Yao Yingxi pursed her chin, her whole body tense.

Liang Pingyin didn't seem to intend to let her off so easily, and continued, "Oh, I remember now, you must be very afraid of Ye Xiaoya, right?" She turned her head and smiled ambiguously, "She's dead. I remember she called Xi Yuanchen last night, and Xi Yuanchen only found out about it today. You answered that call, didn't you?"

It was her aunt who told her about this. Her aunt told her to wait until the time was right, and then she should make sure Yao Yingxi and Xi Yuanchen separated so that she could get back together with Xi Yuanchen.

But she couldn't wait any longer; she was constantly tormented by the thought of her father dying because of her.

She wanted Xi Yuanchen to understand this kind of pain, and she also wanted Yao Yingxi to witness firsthand the painful process of how she died.

Moreover, she now hates Xi Yuanchen and would rather die than be with him again. She only wants to see Xi Yuanchen in pain and his regretful expression.

Yao Yingxi stared at Liang Pingyin in shock and asked, word by word, "How did you know?" Ye Xiaoya is currently abroad. Even if she made a phone call, how did Liang Pingyin, who is in China, know?

Xi Yuanchen's phone calls couldn't have been tapped, unless...

"Did you kill Ye Xiaoya?" She stared intently at Liang Pingyin, somewhat hesitant.

"Don't put all sorts of accusations on me. Although Ye Xiaoya is a bit stupid, I wouldn't go so far as to kill her." Besides, she's currently in China and doesn't have the power to take Ye Xiaoya's life.

"Then how do you know?"

"It's none of your business how I know. As long as I'm right, it's because you didn't tell Xi Yuanchen that Ye Xiaoya died, and her death was extremely humiliating. Yao Yingxi, if Xi Yuanchen knew, you would indirectly cause Ye Xiaoya's death out of jealousy."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "When you die, do you think he'll still like you?"

The car was still moving, and Yao Yingxi stared blankly ahead, her eyes unfocused.

She pondered Liang Pingyin's words, wondering if Xi Yuanchen would hate her if he knew.

Liang Pingyin released her foot from the door and slammed on the brake. The car screeched to a halt as the tires rubbed against the ground.

Caught off guard, Yao Yingxi leaned forward and bumped into the back seat where Liang Pingyin was sitting.

Before she could react, Liang Pingyin switched feet again.

The car suddenly flew off, and Yao Yingxi's body leaned back, her head hitting the back seat hard. Losing her balance, she leaned to the left, her head hitting the car window. She winced in pain.

"This is just a lesson you learned from misunderstanding me. The real show is yet to come." After Liang Pingyin finished speaking, the car would suddenly brake and then suddenly fly off, crashing wildly.

Yao Yingxi's hand, gripping the bicycle handle, was in so much pain that it made one wince.

She finally managed to steady herself, and when she saw the familiar street scene outside the car window, she was startled and looked up at Liang Pingyin in front of her.

At some point, Liang Pingyin had left the car's rearview mirror in place. Yao Yingxi looked in the mirror and could see that Liang Pingyin's lips were slightly upturned and her eyes were sparkling.

"Liang Pingyin, where are you taking me?" Just towards GP.

"I already said I wanted Xi Yuanchen to see how you die with his own eyes." He paused, then added, "Oh, I remember now, your good friend Xiu Yan was there too, wasn't he?"

"I really pity Xiuyan. You've always known his feelings for you, but you've never received a response. Now you have to watch how he dies before your very eyes. Tsk tsk tsk, it's truly delightful to watch." These horrifying words came out of Liang Pingyin's mouth as if they were a very pleasant surprise.

When Yao Yingxi heard her mention Xiu Yan, her brows furrowed slightly: "Liang Pingyin, are you crazy?"

In the bustling city center, a car accident could cause unimaginable consequences. She frantically searched for the tools Liang Pingyin had used to burn her alive, knowing she would rely on them.

But there was nothing in the car except for her.

"Yes, I'm insane, I'm fucking insane. If it weren't for you and Xi Yuanchen, would I have gone insane? You all should die, die together."

Liang Pingyin suddenly became agitated.

Yao Yingxi twisted the car door, no longer dealing with Liang Pingyin as before. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she couldn't open the car door. She simply tried to smash it with her hands, but that was like throwing an egg against a rock.

But there were no tools in the car, and even though she knew it was like throwing an egg against a rock, she still did it.