The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Yao Yingxi's two consecutive questions made Xi Yuanchen's face darken.

He casually placed his water glass on the bar, looked at her, and asked, "What do you think?"

Yao Yingxi clenched her fists, looking at Xi Yuanchen. A sudden surge of anger turned into grievance, and her eyes instantly reddened: "Xi Yuanchen, don't you think you're being too cruel?"

"You knew perfectly well that person was my sister, yet you forced me to see it with my own eyes."

"Do you know how much this hurts me?!"

As Yao Yingxi spoke, tears began to fall. She rarely cried, and this was the first time she had cried while fully conscious.

Xi Yuanchen frowned as he looked at her: "Because you're in pain, you're unwilling to face reality?"

"Yao Yingxi, have you forgotten why you followed me in the first place?"

“I haven’t forgotten!” Yao Yingxi looked at Xi Yuanchen, a sarcastic smile on her face: “Of course I know that I’m following you for revenge. Of course I also know that I can’t be soft-hearted.”

"But Xi Yuanchen, do you think Yao Yingyue is the same as the Xu family?" Yao Yingxi looked at Xi Yuanchen persistently and said, "Yueyue is my own sister. In this world, she is my only family."

“We were forced to separate when we were young, and Yueyue suffered a lot during the years she lived with the Xu family.”

"When she came to see me, she was thin and small. She was clearly not even ten years old, but she was so sensible that it broke my heart."

"My mother is gone, but she came to my side to keep me company and make me no longer lonely."

"Xi Yuanchen, you have no idea! You just made your own decisions! Who needs you to make your own decisions?! Me?!" Yao Yingxi wiped away her tears, gave him a cold look, and turned to go to the bedroom.

Xi Yuanchen was left alone in the living room. He looked at the closed bedroom door, his brows furrowing even more.

No one had ever dared to speak to him like that, nor had anyone dared to be so disrespectful to him.

Yao Yingxi is the first person who dares to treat him like this; even Ye An'an in the past wouldn't have dared to treat him like this!

Xi Yuanchen felt a fire burning inside him, but another feeling, stronger than his anger, made him feel very uncomfortable.

Based on Xi Yuanchen's usual temper, after Yao Yingxi made such a scene, he should have left the apartment. He walked to the entrance, but suddenly stopped, remembering how Yao Yingxi had cried and said "he doesn't know anything" earlier.

Yao Yingxi returned to her bedroom, sat at the foot of the bed, and quickly stopped crying.

She was so emotionally agitated around Xi Yuanchen that she didn't care about anything else, but she calmed down by being alone with him.

Actually, he should thank Xi Yuanchen for forcing him to face reality and acknowledge the people around him, even if that person was his closest relative.

She was never willing to be a foolish ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Yao Yingyue has changed, and so can her bottom line. In this life, she will still protect her and take care of her, but she will make her boundaries clearer.

She cannot touch her things unless she gives them to her voluntarily.

That's how people are; no matter what the issue, it becomes very simple once you think it through.

Yao Yingxi ate something this morning and has been hungry ever since; her stomach is starting to hurt.

She got up and opened the bedroom door to go out and make something to eat. When she came out of the bedroom, she saw Xi Yuanchen sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Yao Yingxi stopped in her tracks, somewhat surprised, but more embarrassed and at a loss.

After making such a scene, she doesn't know how to face Xi Yuanchen.

Xi Yuanchen sat on the sofa, fiddling with an unlit cigarette in his hand. Hearing footsteps, he turned around.

Yao Yingxi stood there, pursing her lips, wanting to laugh but unable to.

She took a few deep breaths and walked over to him, stopping in front of him: "Mr. Xi, I'm sorry I lost my temper and yelled at you. I'm sorry, please forgive me, it won't happen again."

Xi Yuanchen looked down at the cigarette between his fingers, the atmosphere around him heavy.

Yao Yingxi was afraid of him deep down. Although things were much better now than at the beginning, she still instinctively feared him when he was angry.

After a long while, Xi Yuanchen finally threw away the cigarette he was holding, looked up, and coldly stared at Yao Yingxi: "Calm down now?"

Yao Yingxi bit her lower lip, her hands behind her back, like a child who had done something wrong in front of her parents. She clenched her fingers and nodded.

Xi Yuanchen raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her down onto him.

Before Yao Yingxi could react, Xi Yuanchen grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

The kiss was fierce and rough, stealing Yao Yingxi's breath. By the time Xi Yuanchen released her lips and tongue, she was almost suffocating.

She gasped for breath, and when she came to her senses, she found herself pinned down by Xi Yuanchen, her clothes gone.

The apartment was heated, but Yao Yingxi was afraid of the cold, and goosebumps soon appeared on her exposed skin.

Half of her body was cold, and the other half was hot. Yao Yingxi felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but groan, "Cold."

Previously, Yao Yingxi was the one throwing a tantrum, but now Xi Yuanchen was the one venting. He heard Yao Yingxi's murmur, glanced at him, and said in a low, cold voice, "Cold? You'll be hot soon enough."

Xi Yuanchen was really ruthless this time, reaching the deepest point with each thrust, and Yao Yingxi couldn't take it after just a few strokes.

She begged for mercy, but the man only made more ruthless demands. Gradually, she could no longer even beg for mercy. She felt like a small boat on a raging river, and she didn't know where she would be swept away by the overwhelming pleasure.

Yao Yingxi didn't know when the affair ended. She only knew that she was tired and hungry and wanted to eat, but her body was so exhausted that it was difficult to even move. She closed her eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, Yao Yingxi woke up before Xi Yuanchen.

She opened her eyes; the person next to her was still fast asleep. Yao Yingxi tiptoed out of bed and left the bedroom.

She was starving and feeling lightheaded after losing all her strength.

I drank a cup of leftover hot water and felt a little better.

There was an old man in the bedroom, so breakfast couldn't be simple, but she really didn't want to do anything.

She thought for a moment and then called Anan to ask him to help her order takeout.

Xi Yuanchen is a picky eater, and the only time she ordered takeout here, it made him angry. So, this matter was handed over to Anan.

Yao Yingxi was still hungry. She opened the refrigerator door to see what food was inside. She had just taken a bite of a piece of bread when she heard footsteps.

Yao Yingxi, biting into a piece of bread, turned around. Her hair was messy, and her expression was somewhat blank.

Xi Yuanchen stood in the living room looking at her, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but his expression remained cold.