Chapter 170 Day 2 of Transmigrating into a True and False Young Master Novel

Chapter 170: The Second Day After Transmigrating into a True and Fake Heir Story

An Yi lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyes, concealing the trace of annoyance that flickered in his gaze.

He subconsciously extended a finger, gently tracing the rim of the warm coffee cup in front of him, suppressing the overwhelming absurdity churning in his chest.

Gu Xinou looked at the silent An Yi across from him.

The young man kept his head down, revealing the pale, slender curve of his neck with graceful lines.

He seemed a bit thinner than when they first met, but that odd sense of fragility had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of strength.

He was clearly the one in absolute control, so why, at this moment, did he feel as if he were being overpowered by the other's intangible aura?

An Yi raised his eyes to look at Gu Xinou before him. Those overly calm eyes clearly reflected the other's dazed expression.

He waited a few seconds. Seeing that the other was just staring at him, lips slightly moving but unable to produce a complete sound, he couldn't help raising an eyebrow and spoke first to break the strange silence. "Mr. Gu, you specifically asked me out today. Is there something you want to say?"

Gu Xinou suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing he had lost his composure. His ears felt a little hot.

But... An Yi called him Mr. Gu?

Wasn't he calling him Brother Xinou just now?

He looked at An Yi. The calm, proper words about calling off the engagement that he had prepared earlier sat in his throat again and again, but seemed to be blocked by something; he couldn't utter a single word.

Facing those beautiful eyes before him, he couldn't bring himself to say things like "We're not a good fit" or "There's no emotional foundation."

He even had the absurd illusion that he was the one being scrutinized and judged.

Soft background music played in the café, and sunlight streamed through the huge glass window, casting tiny golden flecks of light on An Yi's lowered eyelashes.

He just sat there calmly, forming a world of his own, seemed detached from the surrounding noise, yet strangely drew all eyes.

Gu Xinou's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He looked away from An Yi's eyes and looked at the slender fingers holding the coffee cup.

Those fingers were fair and slender, with distinct knuckles, reminding him of some vague, artistic delicacy from his memory.

He was silent for a few seconds. This brief stillness stretched extraordinarily long between them.

Finally, as though he had suddenly changed his mind, when he spoke again, his tone was less stiff than before.

"I..." He paused, taking a breath. "I wanted to ask—it's been a while since you returned to the Song family. Are you settling in?"

Even Gu Xinou knew this question was abrupt and hypocritical.

They had never spoken since adding each other as contacts, so this concern now felt especially forced.

An extremely faint trace of surprise flickered in An Yi's eyes, too fleeting to catch.

Gu Xinou felt a little embarrassed under his gaze. He instinctively straightened his spine, trying to regain the commanding aura he usually projected in business, but with little effect.

Almost steeling himself, he continued, "In a couple of days, I've organized a small camping trip, to the newly developed Starry Sky Campsite on the outskirts. It'll be some of my usual friends, the atmosphere will be relaxed..."

He paused, looking at An Yi. "Would you like to... come along? It'd be a good chance to introduce you to some friends."

An Yi: "?????"

This time, he was genuinely surprised.

According to the original owner's memories and the story's progression, shouldn't Gu Xinou be decisively calling off the so-called engagement right now?

Camping? Introducing friends?

What the hell?!

Without any hesitation, he shook his head calmly, his voice distant and polite. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Gu, but there's no need."

Gu Xinou looked a bit awkward. He hadn't expected An Yi to refuse.

But An Yi had no interest in enjoying his discomfort.

He was tired of beating around the bush and didn't want to waste more time on this boring conversation.

He lifted his eyes, his clear gaze settling on Gu Xinou's face, and got straight to the point. "Mr. Gu, didn't you ask me out today to talk about calling off the engagement?"

These words hit Gu Xinou like a bombshell, freezing him solid. His pupils contracted sharply.

How did An Yi know?!

Gu Xinou's heart missed a beat. He almost instinctively blurted, "No! I don't want to call off the engagement!"

“Where did you hear that? It's all rumors.”

As the words left his mouth, even he was shocked.

This was definitely not how he had planned it!

The purpose of his visit today was clearly to...

An Yi: "..."

He looked at Gu Xinou, who was eager to deny it and even seemed a bit flustered, and understood everything.

No way? It seemed... he could kind of guess the male lead's hidden thoughts right now.

But An Yi's heart remained cold. He had no interest in this so-called engagement, or in Gu Xinou as a person.

Since the other party was backing off, he might as well make a clean break.

He curled the corner of his lips slightly and said, "Since Mr. Gu finds it awkward to speak, I'll say it myself."

He leaned forward slightly, meeting Gu Xinou's evasive gaze directly, and said slowly and clearly, "Let's call off our engagement. Here and now."

Gu Xinou froze on the spot.

Calling off the engagement... that had originally been his goal today.

But when those words actually came out of An Yi's mouth, a strange tightness seized his chest.

So he said, "You misunderstood. I didn't find it awkward to speak. I just don't want to call off the engagement, A Yi."

An Yi: "..."

An Yi blinked, a puzzled expression crossing his face. "I'm sorry, what did you call me?"

Gu Xinou: "Ayi?"

An Yi slowly exhaled. "Mr. Gu, we're not that close."

Gu Xinou: ...

He was momentarily at a loss for words, aware that he was just trying it out.

He opened his mouth, his mind was a mess.

Before his reason could catch up, a sentence even he found unbelievable blurted out:

"The engagement was set by both families; it's not something the two of us can decide on our own!"

The words had an almost argumentative tone, and even Gu Xinou himself found them absurd.

He, the one who most detested this kind of family-arranged marriage and longed to break free, was now using it as an excuse to refuse to break off the engagement?

Upon hearing this, a faint look of speechlessness crossed An Yi's eyes.

In the original novel, you didn't say that.

He was about to clarify again that this was a notice, not a discussion, and didn't require the agreement of both families, when a voice cut in.

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

An Yi and Gu Xinou both turned to look.

A tall man was walking toward their table.