Chapter 14: Into Long Aotian’s World, Day 14

Chapter 14: Day Fourteen of Transmigrating into a Dragon King Novel

The next day, inside a black sedan hidden in the shadows of a street corner.

Du Guyuan’s face was black as thunder. He glared at the spot where Chang Tongxin had disappeared into the residential complex, then slammed his fist on the steering wheel!

The screech of the horn was especially jarring on the street.

“Chang Tongxin!” He spat out these words through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing with venom and humiliation. “You… fine! Daring to reject me, of all people! Just you wait!”

“Woman! Do you even know whose love you’re rejecting?”

“This is the love of the Night Emperor!”

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his voice icy and piercing:

“It’s me. Give Chang Tongxin some trouble to deal with! I want Tongxin Capital… to be in deep trouble!”

Comments section:

“Ah?????”

“Ah????”

“Ah????”

“Damn! Du Guyuan showed up early this morning with 999 roses to corner Chang Tongxin?”

“Hahaha, got flat-out rejected! His face turned green!”

“Impotent rage! Threatening to destroy Tongxin Capital! Is that all the MC's got?”

“I don’t get it. Isn’t this a Dragon King novel?”

“So the current situation is: one of the female leads rejected the male lead’s advances, he’s furious, and now they’re enemies?”

“And now the male lead wants to go after the female lead?”

“Not only that, but the villainous side character might be into dudes?”

“Wait, where did this story go? Is this still a guy's novel?”

“Interesting. I’ve read plenty of Dragon King stories, but never one this bizarre!”

“I give up!!”

“…”

In the apartment, An Yi was lounging in his comfortable armchair, trying to enjoy a rare, leisurely morning.

An Yi listened to the barrage of comments around him and let out a helpless sigh.

He had nothing to do this morning and had planned to rest at home.

But just after breakfast, the commentary started ringing in his ears.

He listened carefully, piecing together what had happened.

It seemed that early in the morning, Du Guyuan had gone to meet Chang Tongxin with roses, only to be rejected. Then, in a fit of anger, he decided to teach her a lesson?!

An Yi covered his face in pain. How could Du Guyuan have so many incidents happening every single day?

Did he have that much energy?

What about his business empire? Did it come free with a phone plan that he doesn’t need to manage?!

Once again, all this “you love me, I love him, he loves him” nonsense—just go to work for two days and it would all sort itself out!!

He held a piece of fruit, bit into it expressionlessly, and crunched loudly, and then picked up his phone.

Using the An family’s connections, he had applied for several anonymous SIM cards.

Choosing one, his fingers flew across the screen as he edited a concise but information-packed warning text for Chang Tongxin: “Du Guyuan plans to target Tongxin Capital. Method unknown. Prepare immediately.”

Chang Tongxin had just rejected Du Guyuan’s ridiculous advance, and the memory of his slimy, self-important eyes still made her stomach churn.

As she was adjusting her clothes in front of the mirror, she received the warning text.

She glanced at it—an unknown number.

Her eyes narrowed, and a crack appeared in her composure—not fear, but pure, disgusted anger. “He dares?!”

As for the truth of the message, she thought it was highly likely.

Just ten minutes ago, when she had flatly said “Not interested,” the look on Du Guyuan’s face—a mix of shock, humiliation, and rage—had already prepared her mentally. She just didn’t know what Du Guyuan would do.

Going after her company, huh?

Chang Tongxin took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Her mind raced: “It’ll probably be one of these: malicious short-selling, spreading rumors, poaching key team members, creating negative events to shake investor confidence, or…”

Her eyes sharpened. “Using some shady means to cause legal or operational trouble for me.”

“Well, let’s see. Maybe I should strike first?”

“But…” She paused, her gaze falling on the text again, suspicion deepening. “Who sent me this message?”

“…An Yi?” She murmured to herself, eliminating every other possibility.

Her mind flashed back to the negotiation meeting, where An Yi had casually yet accurately warned her: “Does he have a grudge against Du Guyuan?”

“And it’s been less than ten minutes since I turned down that scumbag Du Guyuan. He got the news this quickly?”

A hint of wariness crept into her heart. “Chairman An… truly has eyes everywhere!”

She immediately instructed her subordinates to monitor Du Guyuan’s actions and trace the number’s source.

For now, stabilizing Tongxin Capital was the priority.

Internal audits, core data backups, key personnel reassurance, public opinion monitoring plans… she was a professional at this!

In the apartment.

An Yi calmly put away his phone, keeping his good deed under wraps: “Du Guyuan is petty, vengeful, and doesn’t play by the rules.”

He weighed his words: “Since he’s said it, he will definitely act, and likely without scruples.”

“But it doesn’t matter.” An Yi took another bite of his apple. “With the An family’s resources, Chang Tongxin won’t be able to trace the tip back to me.”

And even if she guessed it was him giving the warning, it wouldn’t matter.

As long as I don't act like an idiot and walk into danger, Du Guyuan is not really that scary!

"Scared of him? Hell no!"

An Yi leisurely finished the last bite of his apple, then accurately tossed the core into the trash can three meters away. "Before I crossed over, I was just an ordinary college student—scared of everything. Now that I've become a CEO, if I'm still scared, then I crossed over for nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang with a "ding-dong."

An Yi went to open the door, and standing outside was none other than Shao Xiuya.

He had changed into a comfortable dark house clothes, his hair slightly damp, as if he had just taken a shower. In his hand, he held a—covered stew pot, with wisps of steam rising from the gaps.

Shao Xiuya wore a warm smile that could melt ice and snow. "Good morning, An Yi. I hope I'm not disturbing your rest?"

His tone was as natural as if dropping by were a daily routine. "I stewed some calming soup this morning. I figured you've been working hard lately..."

As he spoke, he walked in as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Come, have a taste. My soup is unbeatable."

He walked straight to An Yi's dining table, carefully set down the stew pot, moving as naturally as if he were in his own home.

An Yi: ??????

What is this?

Barging in and making himself at home?

And...

His hair was still slightly damp, a few unruly strands falling over his smooth forehead, with droplets of water rolling down his cheeks, over his Adam's apple, and into his collar.

And the top two buttons of his collar were undone.

"What is this?"

"Trying to seduce me?"

"If this keeps up, I might actually accept!"