Chapter 171 Day 3 of Transmigrating into a True and False Young Master Novel

Chapter 171: Day 3 of Getting Thrown Into a Fake Heir Story

He was wearing a simple black T-shirt and cargo pants, but couldn't conceal his fluid, powerful muscles.

His skin was a pallid, icy white, his features deeply chiseled and rugged, jawline sharp. He wore a lazy smile, but his eyes were sharp and predatory.

He gave off an intense, almost suffocating masculine vibe, completely different from Gu Xinou's polished handsomeness.

Gu Xinou hadn't expected to run into him here. He was taken aback for a moment before greeting him: “Yan Hui? What are you doing here?”

Yan Hui walked over to the table in a few steps. His gaze first swept casually over Gu Xinou, then almost casually over An Yi’s figure.

“Just passing by and saw you, so I came in to say hi.”

Yan Hui replied to Gu Xinou, but his eyes stayed on An Yi. He smiled and gave him a slight nod as a greeting: “Hello.”

His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a nonchalant sexiness.

An Yi lifted his gaze and met Yan Hui’s eyes.

Those usually placid eyes narrowed barely noticeably.

Out of politeness, An Yi gave a slight nod and replied: “Hello.”

The smile on Yan Hui’s face deepened. As if it had just hit him, he turned to Gu Xinou and asked offhandedly: “Who’s this?”

Even though he was asking Gu Xinou, his smiling, commanding gaze never left An Yi.

Gu Xinou introduced him instinctively: “This is An Yi, my… fiancé.”

He looked at An Yi again: “This is Yan Hui, my good friend.”

The second “fiancé” left his mouth, Yan Hui’s smile faltered almost imperceptibly.

A trace of very faint surprise flashed quickly through his deep eyes, then was swiftly covered by a broader smile.

He hid it well, so fast it was almost invisible, but An Yi clearly caught that momentary freeze.

Yan Hui quickly returned to his lazy grin, as if the pause had never happened.

He looked at An Yi and warmly invited him: “So your name is An Yi. Since we ran into each other, wanna sit for a bit?”

But An Yi stood up at that moment.

He picked up his jacket beside him.

“No, I'm good. I've got things to do, so I'll head out.”

His tone was polite. He even gave a slight smile: “You two catch up.”

Yan Hui raised an eyebrow, seeming a little regretful, but still asked with a smile: “Am I interrupting?”

An Yi looked at him, a polite smile that didn't reach his eyes: “You're overthinking it, Mr. Yan. It was just my own plans.”

With that, he didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.

“Ayi!” Gu Xinou hurriedly stood up too when he saw this: “Let me see you off?”

“No need.” An Yi didn't look back, his voice light and indifferent: “You two catch up.”

Before the words were even gone, he had already walked out of the café with calm steps, his figure quickly disappearing into the bright light at the entrance.

Gu Xinou subconsciously wanted to chase after him, taking two steps before forcing himself to stop.

He walked over to the window and happened to see An Yi hail a taxi, opened the door smoothly and slipped inside, the taxi merging into the traffic, vanishing in an instant.

He stood there in a daze, feeling a hollow ache inside.

“He's long gone. Still watching?” a teasing male voice sounded behind him.

Gu Xinou turned and saw Yan Hui already lounging back in his original seat, playing with a cup, a smile on his lips, watching him with amusement.

Gu Xinou walked back a little irritably and plopped down heavily.

Yan Hui smiled at him: “So that's that An Yi… the one the Song family just found?”

As Gu Xinou's childhood friend, he had naturally heard all about the engagement that had recently happened to Gu Xinou and his family.

Gu Xinou hummed in a low voice.

Yan Hui leaned forward, elbows on the table, and asked with great interest: “Weren't you always clamoring to break off the engagement? Doesn't seem like it to me.”

Gu Xinou was silent for a long time, so long that Yan Hui thought he wouldn't answer.

Then he finally looked up, a complicated look in his eyes: “I don't want to break it off anymore.”

He was apologizing to his former proud self. What the hell was he even pretending for?

As soon as these words came out, the usual smirk on Yan Hui's face froze for a split second.

Some emotion flickered quickly through his deep eyes, too fast to catch.

He leaned back in his chair, putting that cynical smirk back on his face, but the smile seemed deeper, colder now.

He said meaningfully: “Is that so?”

He had just been passing by the café when he caught a glimpse of Gu Xinou sitting by the window, and the young man opposite him with a unique temperament and a strikingly elegant profile.

On a whim, he had walked in.

He hadn't expected… that person to be Gu Xinou's so-called troublesome fiancé, An Yi.

Yan Hui tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze drifting out to the traffic-filled street outside, as if he could still see that fleeting figure from earlier.

He thought to himself slowly: Just a fiancé.

Hell, they weren't even married yet. And even if they were, people divorce all the time.

An Yi sat in the taxi, listening to the comments ringing in his ears, and closed his eyes:

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“Damn!”

“Is this a hurt/comfort novel? The ML first gets emotionally entangled with the real heir An Yi, then does the whole wife-chasing crematorium thing?”

“What chasing after and burning the wife? If that's the case, just drag Gu Xinou straight to the crematorium!”

“What the hell? Did Yan Hui fall for An Yi at first sight?”

Isn't Song Xinghai the protagonist? How come it feels like An Yi is more

appealing?

Besides, An Yi doesn't seem to like Gu Xinou at all! I initially thought he would be the male supporting character hounding the gong...

Slurp~ Is Yan Hui trying to steal someone and be the homewrecker?

Well... isn't the one who isn't loved the homewrecker?

Exciting~~ (tremble) (tremble)

I like watching this!!

Didn't Gu Xinou come to see An Yi just to break off the engagement? Just because An Yi is good-looking, can he be so shameless?

But wasn't the engagement called off? Even though it was An Yi who proposed it, and Gu Xinou didn't agree.

[Called off, but not completely; in short, 'as if called off']

But An Yi is described so attractively,

a cold beauty~ (blush)

A beauty like this should be...

Under the duck, do this and that!!!!

Duck? Quack!!

......

An Yi couldn't help but smile, but quickly suppressed it.

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