The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Xi Yuanchen suddenly stopped, looked at Xu Hengyuan, and asked with a half-smile, "What do you mean by that, Mr. Xu? So what if you can't forgive me?"

Seeing Xi Yuanchen's face turn cold, Xu Hengyuan's earlier arrogance vanished instantly, replaced by an awkward expression: "President Xi, you didn't... that's not what you meant."

"I just... I just... don't want my children to fight each other."

Yao Yingxi, standing next to Xi Yuanchen, smiled upon hearing this.

It's quite something that Xu Hengyuan still harbors thoughts of fratricide.

"Is that so?" Xi Yuanchen noticed the cold smile on Yao Yingxi's face, tightened his grip on her hand, and said, "Since President Xu has said so, I understand his good intentions. I can promise President Xu that I will not pursue Miss Xu's responsibility for the time being, but..."

“Project A, 20% of Hengyuan Group’s total revenue, will be used by President Xu to compensate Yingxi.”

As soon as Xi Yuanchen finished speaking, Xu Hengyuan's face turned pale, and He Qinfang's face was filled with panic.

A 20% return is equivalent to four or five hundred million. For nothing, Xi Yuanchen is going to make Xu Hengyuan lose four or five hundred million. Xu Hengyuan is so greedy; if he were to hand over four or five hundred million to Xi Yuanchen… would Xu Xinya still be willing to help him?

He Qinfang didn't dare to think about it, but quickly walked to Xu Hengyuan's side and reached out to pull him.

Yao Yingxi looked at everything in front of her and thought she must have misheard. But then Xu Hengyuan forced a smile and said, "Okay, as long as President Xi agrees to let Xiaoya go, I am willing to give Xiaoxi 20% of the profits from Project A as compensation."

"Mm." Xi Yuanchen responded, took Yao Yingxi's hand, and left.

There is a long path leading out of the private room.

Yao Yingxi snapped out of her daze and pulled her hand out of Xi Yuanchen's palm.

Xi Yuanchen paused, but Yao Yingxi seemed oblivious and continued walking forward on her own.

The driver waited for them by the car. He watched Yao Yingxi walk ahead of Xi Yuanchen with a cold face, then glanced at Xi Yuanchen's icy expression before looking away and opening the car door for them.

The car drove off steadily, but the atmosphere inside the car was frighteningly oppressive.

Yao Yingxi turned her head to look out the car window, while Xi Yuanchen closed his eyes.

More than an hour later, the car pulled up in front of the apartment building. Xi Yuanchen opened his eyes and said in a cold voice, "You've arrived."

Yao Yingxi had been lost in thought the whole way, and only came back to her senses when she heard this. She glanced at the building in front of her, then turned her head to look at Xi Yuanchen. Seeing that he had closed his eyes again, she didn't say anything more, opened the car door and got out.

She had just gotten out of the car when it drove away from her.

Yao Yingxi stood there watching the taillights disappear, closed her eyes, and turned to go upstairs.

She wasn't stupid; once she got on the bus, she had already figured everything out.

Today's events were all a setup from the very beginning. From the moment Xi Yuanchen took her to the Xu family's banquet, to now, every step of the way, was meticulously planned by him.

For that 20% profit, where on his chessboard was she placed?

Yao Yingxi found it amusing and actually managed a slight twitch of her lips. However, when she saw her reflection in the elevator door, her heart sank little by little.

She didn't dare to think too much about it, and suddenly reached out to press the elevator open button, running out of the elevator in a disheveled state.

For the remaining floors, Yao Yingxi climbed up via the emergency exit. By the time she reached the apartment, her emotions had finally calmed down.

Inside the black Cayenne, Xi Yuanchen's eyes grew colder and colder after Yao Yingxi got out of the car: "Drive back!"

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and quickly turned the car around.

Yao Yingxi kicked off her high heels in the entryway and had just stepped barefoot onto the floor when a hot chest pressed against her from behind.

Before Yao Yingxi could react, Xi Yuanchen turned her around and lowered his head to bite her lips.

Xi Yuanchen's actions were rough. He quickly became dissatisfied with the entanglement of lips and tongues and reached out to tear off Yao Yingxi's ginger-yellow dress.

Yao Yingxi struggled, but couldn't break free at all; he even blocked her voice.

The moment he entered, Yao Yingxi felt a sharp pain that made the hairs on her body stand on end. Her hands, clinging to Xi Yuanchen's shoulders, dug their nails into his flesh.

Without lubricant, Xi Yuanchen carried Yao Yingxi into the bathroom in this position. With each step he took, Yao Yingxi felt as if she were being slowly tortured.

In this affair, neither of them uttered a single word. It was as if they were opposing each other, neither willing to speak first.

When Yao Yingxi lay on the bed, she was completely exhausted, and her face was pale from the pain.

Every part of my body felt uncomfortable, especially between my legs, where the burning sensation was even more intense.

Yao Yingxi closed her eyes, the scent of cedar foliage still lingering in Xi Yuanchen's nostrils. She listened to him emerge from the bathroom, open the wardrobe, and take out clothes.

Her throat felt tight. Just a few hours ago, she had felt warm because of this man's actions, but only a few hours later, she experienced his coldness firsthand.

The rustling sounds in the bedroom stopped, and Yao Yingxi opened her eyes. Xi Yuanchen had changed into a new suit and was about to leave.

This scene is strikingly similar to that of a customer and a prostitute.

Yao Yingxi smiled, sat up wrapped in the blanket, and looked at Xi Yuanchen's back, saying, "Mr. Xi, can you tell me how long you've been planning this for that 20% profit?"

Xi Yuanchen paused, turned around to look at Yao Yingxi, his eyes filled with coldness.

Yao Yingxi smiled faintly, unfazed by the coldness in his eyes, and continued, "Did my attitude towards Xu Hengyuan and He Qinfang tonight achieve the results you expected?"

"That day at the Xu family villa, if you had actually listened to your scheme and hadn't jumped into the swimming pool, what would you have done?"

Yao Yingxi recounted the most crucial aspects of Xi Yuanchen's strategy, then paused before adding, "Mr. Xi truly lives up to his reputation as a master strategist; even when I was almost strangled, he appeared precisely on time."

"Should I give you a round of applause?" Yao Yingxi said, and actually raised her hand to clap her hands in the quiet space.

Xi Yuanchen was completely enraged by Yao Yingxi. He stared into Yao Yingxi's eyes and said, word by word, "Yao Yingxi, you have crossed the line."

You've crossed the line!

A single, emotionless remark finally struck Yao Yingxi like a hammer, waking her up.

She looked at Xi Yuanchen, suppressing the stinging in her eyes, her face showing embarrassment, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry."

Xi Yuanchen kept looking at her. Ever since she started questioning him, he had been burning with an unnamed anger. He forced her to back down, but the fire seemed to burn even brighter.

Frustrated, and seeing her half-smiling, half-crying, sarcastic smile, Xi Yuanchen turned around, slammed the door shut, and strode out of the apartment.