The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

The car accident was serious, and it happened during rush hour. After it was discovered that the survivor was Yao Yingxi, the incident became even more sensational and widely publicized. Major television stations broadcast the accident live, and the internet was filled with videos and articles about it.

"Soft tissue injury and mild concussion. Further examination will be conducted tomorrow." Su Zhi, wearing a white coat and holding a medical record, came out and spoke to Xi Yuanchen.

Xi Yuanchen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand."

Su Zhi patted his shoulder: "Is she in the back seat?" Most of the car was stuck in the truck, and Liang Pingyin was dead beyond recognition, while Yao Yingxi only had a mild concussion.

Xi Yuanchen looked at the door of the emergency room and nodded.

"She's very smart. During the car accident, she knew how to protect herself and prevent herself from being thrown out," Su Zhi couldn't help but sigh.

Xi Yuanchen did not answer; his gaze was fixed on Yao Yingxi, who was being pushed around by a nurse.

Lying on the hospital bed, Yao Yingxi was pale and her brows were slightly furrowed.

At the same time, when Xiu Yan saw the news, his heart jumped into his throat. He got up from the sofa in his apartment and made a phone call as he walked out.

"You made Liang Pingyin do this?"

"What?" Liu Hui's voice on the phone was filled with doubt. She hadn't seen the news and didn't know that Liang Pingyin had passed away.

"Mrs. Xi, let's not beat around the bush. Don't pretend in front of me. Did you have Liang Pingyin kidnap Yao Yingxi?" Xiu Yan asked coldly, enunciating each word clearly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Hui frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Pingyin kidnapped Yao Yingxi?" Although she wished Yao Yingxi dead, she would never have someone deal with Yao Yingxi so soon after she had made it a cooperation agreement with Xiuyan.

Even if they were to call, they wouldn't let Liang Pingyin go.

"You didn't call him?" Liu Hui's tone sounded completely unaware, but it was unclear whether she was pretending not to know.

"Ah."

Xiu Yan hung up the phone and went outside. Liu Hui wanted to ask Liang Pingyin where she was, but then she heard a busy signal on the phone.

She took the phone away from her ear and called Liang Pingyin.

"The number you dialed is currently switched off. Please try again later," a mechanical female voice came from the phone.

Liu Hui frowned, and when she dialed again, the result was the same. She had no choice but to send a text message to Liang Pingyin.

A moment later, her phone rang. Liu Hui's expression turned serious when she saw the number displayed on the screen.

She hesitated for a moment before swiping to answer the call.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Liu Hui?"

"Yes, it is. Is there anything I can help you with?" She wasn't sure if Liang Pingyin had been caught kidnapping Yao Yingxi, so she pretended not to know anything about the situation.

"We are from the Yuncheng Police Station. Are you a family member of Liang Pingyin?"

"Yes, I'm her aunt. Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked again, repeating her earlier question, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"Miss Liang was in a car accident. Please go to Yuncheng General Hospital to collect her body."

“A corpse… a corpse?” Liu Hui’s lips trembled, her mind went blank, and she stared blankly at the television in front of her.

The television was showing a car accident. When she saw that the deceased was named Liang Pingyin, her phone fell to the ground. Her vision blurred instantly, and she trembled all over.

It took her a while to come to her senses. She hurriedly got up from the sofa, but her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

Liu Hui staggered to her feet, her whole body trembling.

"Madam, Madam, what's wrong?" The maid came over and saw that Liu Hui's face was covered in tears and she was crawling on the ground. She quickly came over to help her up.

"Call the driver right away...call the driver to come and take me...take me to the hospital," she said, her voice choked with sobs.

She had no children of her own for half her life and treated Liang Pingyin almost like her own child, but she never expected that the child she had just met not long ago would be gone.

No, she didn't believe it; she wanted to go and see for herself.

……

When they arrived at the hospital, it was already 8 p.m. Liu Hui was helped along by others. When she saw Liang Pingyin lying in the morgue, her heart ached.

The person lying on the bed had a completely disfigured face, with blood staining the sheets beneath them. The flesh was a bloody mess, and the face was unrecognizable.

"Please accept my condolences. The deceased was determined to have died in a car accident, not a homicide. Moreover, the deceased's emotions and mental state were not quite right before his death. According to the dashcam footage, the deceased had a romantic entanglement with Ms. Yao Yingxi and wanted to kill her to cover it up, but he did not expect to get into a car accident." The policeman standing next to him reported one by one.

Liu Hui collapsed to the ground, crying loudly, "You brat! I told you to give up! I told you to give up! Why didn't you listen to me? Why? Why didn't you listen to me? How am I supposed to tell your mother? How am I supposed to explain this to her? What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?"

She wept bitterly, pounding her chest with her fists.

……

Looking at the pale-lipped person on the hospital bed, Xi Yuanchen was filled with mixed emotions.

He didn't know how he got through those hours. When he heard Yao Yingxi in the car, he thought that if he saw her body, he would just drive the car into her.

Yao Yingxi opened her eyes, her vision was blurry, and when she vaguely saw the pure white ceiling, she closed her eyes again. When she opened them again, she smelled the scent of soda water. Yao Yingxi moved her head and, not knowing where she had pulled, felt a sharp pain in her nose.

When she saw Xi Yuanchen sitting next to her, with his head down and his hands clasped in front of his forehead, she was stunned. His suit was a little wrinkled.

Yao Yingxi opened her mouth and realized that her throat hurt a little, so she moved her hand.

Xi Yuanchen felt a warm hand caressing him. He opened his eyes, paused, and realized it was Yao Yingxi. He looked up and saw the person on the bed, his eyes almost reddening.

When Yao Yingxi saw the fatigue on Xi Yuanchen's face, she frowned and reached out to stroke his face.

Xi Yuanchen also raised his hand and held her hand, pressing it against his face.

Because he hadn't slept all night, Xi Yuanchen's clothes were wrinkled, and the freckles on his face hadn't been shaved. When Yao Yingxi touched him, they felt a little prickly, but she didn't pull her hand away immediately.

"Xi Yuanchen," she murmured softly. She thought she was going to die, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the person she loved most. Few people could understand that feeling.

"I'm here, I'm here," Xi Yuanchen said in a hoarse voice.

Yao Yingxi stared at Xi Yuanchen, her eyes reddening as she looked: "I almost thought I would never see you again."

She shouldn't have brought it up; the moment she did, Xi Yuanchen angrily flung her hand away: "Yao Yingxi, how could you be so cruel?"

Xi Yuanchen's voice trembled slightly: "I'd rather you didn't answer me at all when I was anxiously calling your name on the phone. Have you ever thought that I would also worry about you and be afraid of you?"

Yao Yingxi's eyes dimmed. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Did she say she was afraid he would see her dead body on the spot?

"Do you know how cruel you are? Do you know how painful it was for me to see that car? Do you know what I was thinking? If I saw something happen to you, I would just die with you. I couldn't bear to see such horrifying scenes again and again."

As he finished speaking, Xi Yuanchen's eyes reddened, and his voice choked with emotion.

Yao Yingxi reached out and held Xi Yuanchen's hand, saying over and over again, "I'm sorry, Yuanchen, it was me... I didn't think things through. I thought that as long as you didn't see my corpse with your own eyes, you could forget me."