The Counterattack of a Wealthy Family's Substitute

Xi Yuanchen looked at Anan with a cold expression.

Anan quickly hung up the phone. He had just tried to pluck the tiger's fur from its mouth, and his boss was now quite annoyed.

When Xi Yuanchen saw him hang up the phone, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The phone rang again, and Anan looked at Xi Yuanchen with a troubled expression in the rearview mirror.

Xi Yuanchen, his face cold, reached out his hand. Anan immediately handed him his phone.

"Secretary Nan." Yao Yingxi, completely unaware that Xi Yuanchen was on the phone, spoke intermittently: "Is Mr. Xi with you? May I give him the phone? I have something to say to him."

A crack appeared on Xi Yuanchen's cold, hard face: "What do you want to say?"

There was a pause on the phone, and Yao Yingxi was startled and came back to her senses: "Mr. Xi."

Before making the call, she had already decided to apologize to Xi Yuanchen, but... after hesitating for a moment, Yao Yingxi finally spoke: "I know I was wrong about what happened today. I shouldn't have disobeyed you. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Although she was somewhat disappointed by Xi Yuanchen's warning, she still sincerely apologized for what she had done that day.

It was her fault to begin with; if it weren't for Xi Yuanchen today, she would have been dead long ago.

Xi Yuanchen did not answer.

Yao Yingxi clenched her fists tighter: "Mr. Xi, I've cooked a lot of dishes, are you coming back?"

Xi Yuanchen still didn't answer, and after a while, he hung up the phone.

With the busy tone of a dial tone in her ear, Yao Yingxi thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile, "What doesn't Xi Yuanchen want? Why would he care about the ordinary meals I make?"

She walked to the sofa and sat down, losing all desire to eat.

He was alone in the apartment; the only sound was her own breathing.

I don't know how much time passed before the door opened.

When Yao Yingxi glanced at Xi Yuanchen, she quickly stood up from the sofa and immediately smiled, "Mr. Xi, you're back."

Xi Yuanchen hummed in response and entered the living room, but couldn't smell any food. He stared at Yao Yingxi and asked, "Didn't you prepare a whole table of food?"

Yao Yingxi was stumped by the question, and awkwardly clutched her sleeve with her hand hanging at her side: "You go first, I'll go now."

Xi Yuanchen's return means he's calmed down, and she can't let him get angry again and slam the door and leave.

Yao Yingxi hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook, and in less than an hour she had prepared three dishes and a soup.

Xi Yuanchen finished processing the documents and came out just as she set the food on the table.

Xi Yuanchen walked into the restaurant, went straight to the wine cabinet, picked up a wine glass, and asked while pouring the wine, "Would you like a drink?"

Yao Yingxi nodded with a smile, "Okay."

Xi Yuanchen took two wine glasses and a bottle of wine to the dining table, opening the bottle while looking at Yao Yingxi.

Just after pouring two glasses of wine, Yao Yingxi picked up one and clinked it against Xi Yuanchen's glass: "Mr. Xi, thank you!"

After saying that, she tilted her head back and drank the wine in one gulp.

She has always had a low alcohol tolerance, and after finishing this glass of wine, her face immediately flushed.

Xi Yuanchen didn't say anything, then refilled her empty glass. Yao Yingxi took another sip and smiled, "Xi Yuanchen, I'm so happy today!"

The red wine was aged for about twenty years, and it quickly made Yao Yingxi drunk. Her eyes were a little glazed, and she walked unsteadily to Xi Yuanchen.

She was already drunk.

Xi Yuanchen's eyes darkened, but he didn't reach out to help her.

Yao Yingxi walked to Xi Yuanchen's side, her slender hands climbing onto his shoulders, staring at him with a dreamy expression.

She pressed her lips against his, as if possessed.

She rarely took the initiative, and after two kisses she tried to back away, but Xi Yuanchen wouldn't let her leave. He reached out and held her waist tightly, making her press her against him, and lifted her chin, taking the initiative.

The kiss wasn't gentle; it seemed Xi Yuanchen was punishing her for the foolish things she'd done that day, or perhaps trying to confirm something. He fiercely bit her lower lip. Yao Yingxi winced in pain, her delicate eyebrows furrowing, instinctively trying to pull away.

Xi Yuanchen wasn't about to let her off so easily, and his kiss gradually became more forceful.

Yao Yingxi accepted his offer. Xi Yuanchen's hand unzipped her clothes from behind, slowly pulling them down, while he picked Yao Yingxi up.

Her clothes were disheveled, her eyes were glazed, and her lips were a deep red, like delicate flowers waiting to be plucked. Her expression held a seductive allure unseen in her usual demeanor, sending a shiver down one's spine.

Xi Yuanchen carried her back to the room almost as fast as he could. After kicking the door shut, he pinned Yao Yingxi against the wall and kissed her for a while before they tumbled onto the bed.

Xi Yuanchen released her lips. Yao Yingxi was unfocused and breathing heavily. The alcohol was affecting her brain, and she was slow to react. She thought Xi Yuanchen was angry with her: "Xi Yuanchen, I will be obedient from now on, please don't be angry."

The soft, sweet voice carried a hint of coquetry, stirring something deep within Xi Yuanchen's heart.

He gently kissed the person beneath him while making his move.

"Yao Yingxi, if you disobey me again, I'll tie you up."

As soon as she finished speaking, she slammed into him hard, and Yao Yingxi's voice became broken.

Yao Yingxi went to bed late, but woke up very early.

Early in the morning, because it was winter, the sky was just beginning to lighten, and a cold wind was blowing, causing the sparse leaves to fall.

She turned her head and saw that she was resting her head on Xi Yuanchen's shoulder. Recalling what happened last night, her cheeks flushed again.

She lay there for a while, then lifted the covers and got up.

When Xi Yuanchen woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and the seat next to him was empty.

At this moment, Yao Yingxi was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, gazing ahead, her thoughts wandering elsewhere.

Xi Yuanchen came out of the bedroom and saw her sitting there barefoot, and frowned.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yao Yingxi snapped out of her daze, looked up and saw Xi Yuanchen. She paused for a moment before speaking, "Mr. Xi, are you thinking of taking revenge on the Xu family?"

Xi Yuanchen looked at her without speaking, wanting her to continue.

"Since Xu Hengyuan is so eager for me to die, it would be a fool not to make a move."

Xi Yuanchen said sternly to her, "It's best if you think that way, don't be soft-hearted later."

Yao Yingxi shook her head firmly, "No, I won't."

In the afternoon, Yao Yingxi took a taxi to the entrance of a high-end apartment building in a wealthy neighborhood, following the address on the document.

A cold wind was blowing, and she wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling.

"Ding dong..."

After ringing the doorbell several times, a face appeared on the screen beside me and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Inside the room, Zhou Qianqian, standing at the door, couldn't help but feel a lingering fear, worried that Xu Hengyuan might have another woman come to cause trouble for her.

Yao Yingxi saw the person on the screen, and it was Zhou Qianqian, whom she was looking for. "I've come to find you. I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Looking for me? I don't know you."

“Ms. Zhou Qianqian, I believe that if you give us a chance to talk, you will get to know me.”

Zhou Qianqian hesitated.

Yao Yingxi smiled reassuringly: "Miss Zhou, don't worry, I wasn't sent by Xu Hengyuan."

"I didn't come to you because I have any connection with Xu Hengyuan."

Zhou Qianqian pondered for a while before asking, "Did you come alone?"

She was genuinely terrified by what happened that day. Xu Hengyuan had protected her so well all these years; she had never felt so wronged before.

Yao Yingxi turned to show her what was behind her, reassuring her, "I came alone."

Seeing that there was no one behind her, Zhou Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. "Wait a moment, I'll go outside with you to talk."

Yao Yingxi stood outside for a long time, while Zhou Qianqian, dressed beautifully but not as elegantly as He Qinfang, came out.

Zhou Qianqian looked at Yao Yingxi and sized her up.

The woman in front of me was very beautiful, but her beauty wasn't aggressive; she was the quintessential Eastern beauty—classic and gentle.