After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

Yu Yuetong's heart raced, and she felt her breath become weak, as if she were a rabbit about to be hunted. She unconsciously tightened her grip on Qin Reng's hand, trying to find a glimmer of hope in his strength.

"Dad, it's not what you think." Qin Reng tried hard to control his gritted teeth, a stubborn look on his face. "Yu Yuetong is very important to me."

"Important? You piece of trash, you actually used her to cover up your cowardice!" Qin Xian sneered, pointing at Yu Yuetong, "In my opinion, she is nothing but a tool to take advantage of your family's status, she is not worthy at all."

"Shut up!" Yu Yuetong couldn't help but grit her teeth and retort, "If I hadn't been forced into this deal, I would never be standing here!"

The air around them seemed to freeze the moment she spoke. Qin Xian glared angrily, as if she were merely an insignificant pawn, easily devoured by him. Qin Reng, however, looked utterly astonished, as if he had never seen Yu Yuetong so furious before.

"What makes you think I'm worthless!" Yu Yuetong's eyes flashed with anger, as if she had mustered all her courage to stare intently at Qin Xian. "Even if I appear pathetic to outsiders, my inner perseverance and fighting spirit are irreplaceable. This kind of contempt is what truly chills the heart."

Qin Xian was stunned by her words, then raised his head and sneered, "Do you think you can change anything? In this family, I'm the one who calls the shots!" His aura was powerful, and the people around him couldn't help but hold their breath, shocked by his words.

In the ensuing silence, Mo Qingcheng quietly moved closer, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Tsk tsk, what a show. But you two seem to have overlooked one thing." He deliberately dragged out his words, feigning mystery. "The rumors about you two circulating in the circle will soon reach the old man's ears."

"You!" Qin Yu seized on Mo Qingcheng's words, and a surge of anger and unease welled up inside him again. He thought to himself: Could it be that those rumors about me have really reached the old man?

"You're lying!" Yu Yuetong said disdainfully. "I don't need rumors to gain recognition; I'll earn it with my own abilities! You simply can't understand the effort a person can put in!"

Her words echoed in the air. Although she wasn't sure if she could do it, she had to show her determination at this moment. She subconsciously released Qin Reng's hand, hoping to project an image of unyielding courage. However, in the instant she looked up, she saw the complex emotions in Qin Reng's eyes—a mixture of approval and an inscrutable sadness.

"Yu Yuetong, you are really too naive." Qin Yu's voice was sarcastic, but he did not forget to pretend to be superior. "Don't forget that you are now in this place. It's not just the rumors that are lowering your status, but also the dirty deals behind you."

"You bastard, you're the one who talks a good game!" she couldn't help but retort, her anger rising. Her voice was like a torn cloth, unwavering and without a trace of hesitation or retreat. "We'll switch bodies. Even if you're from a wealthy family, I will strive to forge my own path!"

"You're quite an interesting little girl. I'm really curious to see how you'll get to this 'path'." Mo Qingcheng said with amusement, a forced smile playing on his lips. Watching all this from the sidelines, he seemed to see a frustrated person being oppressed, and a suppressed excitement gathered in his heart like dark clouds.

A gust of cold wind blew in, and the atmosphere inside the room grew even more tense. Yu Yuetong knew that things were not so simple, and facing the impending storm, she could only seek Qin Reng's support. She turned to the side, trying to meet Qin Reng's gaze, hoping that he could give her unwavering faith.

Just then, Qin Xian's roar shook the surroundings once more, like thunder rolling down from the sky: "Enough! What tricks are you playing here? Get out of here!" Such a forceful tone made the atmosphere even more tense, as if a blade was already hanging over their heads.

At that moment, Yu Yuetong had a vague feeling that an unprecedented conflict was about to erupt. She couldn't help but take a step back, pursing her lips tightly, trying to catch Qin Reng's reaction. However, the unease in his eyes intensified the fire in her heart.

"Wait," Qin Reng said in a low voice, a resolute determination showing on his face. "I won't let anyone easily expose our secret."

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, the anxious voices drawing ever closer, instantly shattering the silence of the room. Yu Yuetong felt a surge of unease, her heart tightening, unsure whether this was a blessing or a curse.

She looked up at the doorway, hoping for an answer, but little did she know she might be drawn into an even deeper vortex...

As Qin Xian's roar echoed throughout the room, Yu Yuetong felt as if the air itself had frozen. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding; the situation before her was so tense it felt like it could be cut with a knife. She could feel the oppressive aura emanating from Qin Reng, his taut muscles seeming to foreshadow an impending conflict.

"You two are truly an eyesore!" Qin Xian was furious, his face as dark as a stormy night. "I'm telling you now, don't think I won't find out what tricks you're up to right under my nose!"

"Grandpa, we—" Qin Reng began hesitantly, but was coldly interrupted by the furious Qin Xian.

"Shut up! What does your father want to hear?" Qin Xian didn't give Qin Reng a chance to explain, glaring at him angrily. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, as if warning him that if he dared to say he regretted it again, then he would truly regret it.

"Yu Yuetong, who do you think you are? Do you think you can take advantage of the situation with your meager skills? Don't think I don't know what you're up to." Qin Xian vented all his anger on her.

A feeling of oppression washed over her like a tidal wave; her heart felt like it had been punched, almost losing all feeling. But Yu Yuetong didn't dare lift her head, only biting her lip, trying to hide her unease in this way.

"You can continue being this Qin family young master. If it weren't for the old lady's feelings, wanting me to pay you off and leave you, I would really like to punch you in the face." Yu Yuetong's anger flared up, imagining herself punching Qin Yu's cold and hard face, and she almost couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Dream on, you lowly commoner!" Qin Yu's voice cut like a blade through the air, drawing ever closer. "You only got into this family because of a woman. I don't think you're anything special!"

At the same time, Mo Qingcheng's laughter carried a hint of contempt. Like a spectator, his innocent smile revealed a touch of amusement. "Ha, you two are truly a match made in heaven. If those rumors were to reach the old man's ears and he knew about the two of you, I don't think he would be too happy."