The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Yao Yingxi hadn't expected that the person who came would be Yao Yingyue. She remained silent, and so did Xi Yuanchen.

Yao Yingyue knew perfectly well what tricks she had played last night, and looking at Xi Yuanchen and Yao Yingxi, she could roughly guess why Xi Yuanchen had asked his secretary to meet her.

But she can't show it.

Yao Yingyue walked over to Xi Yuanchen and Yao Yingxi and sat down on the other side of them: "President Xi, is there anything you're dissatisfied with regarding the contract signed last night? Or is there some other problem?"

"What does President Yao think?" Xi Yuanchen crossed his legs, looked at Yao Yingyue, and held Yao Yingxi's hand in his.

Yao Yingxi's hands looked quite slender, but they were actually quite fleshy when held in the hand. They felt soft and pleasant to the touch.

Xi Yuanchen's nonchalant attitude left Yao Yingyue unsure how to respond.

Xu Xinya had told her before that Xi Yuanchen was someone who couldn't be manipulated, and her actions yesterday...

Yao Yingyue smiled, but her smile was already a little stiff. She knew that this expression was most appropriate at this moment: "President Xi, if you have any objections or dissatisfaction with the contract we discussed last night, we will definitely cooperate to make revisions."

“But if you ask me to guess… I really…” Yao Yingyue laughed awkwardly, “I can’t guess.”

Xi Yuanchen looked at her coldly, then gripped Yao Yingxi's hand with a bit more force: "Yingxi, tell her?"

Yao Yingxi hadn't said a word since Yao Yingyue entered the private room, but now that Xi Yuanchen had called them out, she had no choice but to keep an eye on them.

But how could she say it?

Tell me, Yao Yingyue, did you leave the lipstick mark on that man yesterday? Or, Yao Yingyue, what are your intentions towards Xi Yuanchen?

She can be ruthless to anyone in this world, but how can you not show her any respect?

Yao Yingxi looked at Xi Yuanchen and said, "Mr. Xi, shall we go?"

Xi Yuanchen sat there, motionless.

He didn't speak, and the atmosphere in the empty private room gradually became stiff.

After a few minutes, Yao Yingxi really couldn't stay any longer and pulled her hand out of Xi Yuanchen's palm: "Then I'll go first."

After saying that, she turned and left the private room.

Yao Yingyue watched Yao Yingxi leave, and feigned a "sister" but didn't chase after her.

After Yao Yingxi left, Xi Yuanchen's face turned as cold as an iceberg.

Yao Yingyue tightened her grip on her side. Anan, who had been standing outside the door, came into the private room and handed Yao Yingyue the shirt with the lipstick mark from the previous night.

Yao Yingyue held the shirt with trembling hands, and Anan said, "Miss Yao, take a look."

Yao Yingyue swallowed hard and took the shirt out of the bag.

The lipstick mark is actually quite well hidden; you can't see it at all if you're wearing a coat. Even if you take off your coat, you have to get very close to see it.

Her sprained ankle yesterday was a complete accident, and leaving a lip print on Xi Yuanchen's shirt collar was also a spur-of-the-moment decision.

She had seduced Liang Yu once, so she knew that men are actually easily moved by some unintentional ambiguous details.

"Miss Yao, could you please explain?"

Yao Yingyue took a deep breath and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xi, I didn't know I left a lip print on your shirt yesterday."

"Sister...did you have a conflict with President Xi because of this?" Yao Yingyue looked apologetic and said very sincerely, "President Xi, don't worry, I will definitely explain it to my sister."

If it weren't Yao Yingyue who left the lip print on Xi Yuanchen last night, that person would have been kicked out of Yuncheng by now.

But this person is Yao Yingyue, Yao Yingxi's younger sister, so Xi Yuanchen has to give her some consideration, even if he doesn't care about the monk.

Xi Yuanchen stood up from the sofa, walked to Yao Yingyue's side, took the shirt from her hand, and threw it into the trash can in the private room.

Yao Yingyue's face paled, and before she could react, Xi Yuanchen spoke without any mercy: "President Yao, do you think you can pretend well in front of me?"

“I am not your foolish sister who repeatedly tolerated and forgave for the sake of a family relationship that has already deteriorated.”

"If you anger me, Xi Yuanchen, there's usually only one outcome, understand?"

Xi Yuanchen looked at her coldly: "I won't soften my heart just because you're someone's person."

After saying that, Xi Yuanchen strode away.

Yao Yingyue was the only one left in the private room. Her legs went weak and she collapsed into the sofa behind her, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

…………

After leaving the restaurant, Yao Yingxi walked alone on the bustling street.

She found it somewhat amusing. She had clearly believed that the person who seduced Xi Yuanchen was Xu Xinya, but it turned out to be her own sister, Yao Yingyue.

This time, the feeling was different from when she discovered that she had slept with Liang Yu. She couldn't say whether she was sad or not, but one thing was certain: she was utterly disappointed.

Yao Yingxi was unwilling to see things too clearly, but she showed maximum tolerance towards Yao Yingyue.

She always thought that she was still young, that she didn't do it on purpose, that she was just playful, that she hadn't grown up yet, and that she wouldn't do it when she grew up and became more sensible.

Since discovering her affair with Liang Yu in the rented apartment, Yao Yingxi has witnessed so many changes in her.

only……

That already rotten family bond could not be hidden no matter how hard she tried.

Yao Yingxi closed her eyes and stood at the crossroads of the traffic lights, feeling somewhat lost.

After wandering aimlessly for more than three hours, Yao Yingxi was about to take a taxi back to her apartment when she suddenly spotted Xu Hengyuan and a mother and son outside a shopping mall.

She quickly hid behind a roadside ornamental tree and peeked out to look at them.

Xu Hengyuan looked at the seven or eight-year-old boy with a smile on his face. The woman, who looked to be only in her twenties and had chestnut-colored hair, was holding Xu Hengyuan's hand with a smile on her face.

As they passed by her, Yao Yingxi heard the young woman say to Xu Hengyuan, "Honey, are you going to our son's parent-teacher conference this week?"

The black sedan slowly drove away, and Yao Yingxi walked out from behind the ornamental trees, watching Xu Hengyuan's car drive further and further away.

After waiting a while longer, Yao Yingxi finally hailed a taxi.

When Yao Yingxi arrived at her apartment, Xi Yuanchen was already there.

When he saw her, he acted as if nothing had happened: "Where did you go?"

Looking at his expressionless face, and recalling the scene of him forcing her to confront Yao Yingyue, Yao Yingxi felt a surge of anger.

She will accept reality, but that doesn't mean she should be forced to accept reality in this way.

Yao Yingxi walked up to Xi Yuanchen: "You knew all along who put that lipstick mark on you, didn't you?"

"You know Yao Yingyue has feelings for you, you know she's scheming, you know I'm being used as a pawn, so you deliberately pulled this stunt today, didn't you?"