Chapter 398: The Third Day in the Mary Sue World

Chapter 398: The Third Day of Being Thrown into a Mary Sue Story

At this moment, the girl's eyes were a deep purple, like the sky at dusk, burning with the fire of anger.

Her features were delicate, her lips pressed tightly together, her chin lifted stubbornly.

Leng Bingning·Christina·Dream Butterfly Purple Tears·Blood Night Sorrow·Dream.

The female lead, no less.

Oh, right... she wasn't wearing glasses.

Color-changing eyes—how does that even work?

The man gripping her looked An Yi up and down, sneered: "Where'd this pretty boy crawl out of? Mind your own damn business!"

An Yi didn't get mad—he even cracked a slight smile, stepped forward, and clocked the guy in the face, knocking him on his ass, eyes rolling back as he blacked out. His hand naturally let go.

The group was shocked—this kid throws down like that? No hesitation? No fear?

The female lead snapped out of it and immediately hid behind An Yi.

An Yi glanced back and gave her a small smile.

"None of your damn business!" Another guy, embarrassed and riding the alcohol buzz, stepped forward. He was tall, built, and clearly hit the gym: "You're asking for it! Scram before you get yourself hurt."

An Yi looked at them, then at the female lead.

The girl was staring at him, her purple eyes full of surprise, caution, and a hint of silent begging.

An Yi balled his fists and put both guys down with two hits, leaving them laid out side by side.

Leng Bingning·Christina·Dream Butterfly Purple Tears·Blood Night Sorrow·Dream swore she saw the skin on those three guys' faces ripple!

They definitely got concussed from that!

An Yi notified the club's staff, and soon people came to drag the three men away.

Leng Bingning mulled it over and figured the guy who saved her wasn't just some random person.

An Yi turned to Leng Bingning and asked: "Are you okay?"

Leng Bingning looked at him, her purple eyes already returning to deep blue. She shook her head, ponytail swinging: "I'm fine, thanks."

"Hi, I'm Leng Bingning·Christina·Dream Butterfly Purple Tears·Blood Night Sorrow·Dream."

An Yi: "..."

"Don't mention it." An Yi smiled: "Hello, Leng Suanling, I'm An Yi."

Leng Bingning: "???" Did she mishear that?

But... An Yi?

An Yi: "..."

Uh oh, he'd slipped up and said the wrong name.

An Yi nodded and turned to leave.

Then Leng Bingning's voice came again, with a stubborn edge: "Why didn't you ask why I'm working at a joint like this, or hit me with the 'a girl should be careful' spiel?"

An Yi was confused: "Huh?"

He turned back: "Are you talking to me?"

Leng Bingning bit her lip, stubborn, eyes welling up.

An Yi: "..."

He didn't get it: "What's that got to do with me?"

He'd been left speechless way too many times today.

Leng Bingning didn't expect that reaction and just stood there, awkward.

The two stared at each other.

An Yi said nothing more, shook his head, and walked away.

Leng Bingning watched him walk off. She'd only just started at the school, but she'd heard of An Yi—if it was the same An Yi she was thinking of.

Wasn't he supposed to be gentle?

Why was he treating her like this?

Did she get the wrong person?

Comments section:

"Oh ho! Is this the ML? That whole dramatic description of his looks! Gotta be the ML, right? So hot!"

"For sure! Who else but the ML saves the damsel in distress?"

"His vibe doesn't seem cold or all 'evil and domineering' at all!"

"Could he be the gentle campus prince type?"

"Possibly!"

"Whoa! Dude's got serious fighting skills! Looks all polite, but he's a beast—doesn't even say a word, just starts swinging!"

"One punch per kid!"

"Judging by how the club staff handled him, he's got some serious status!"

"Obviously! What else? I'm asking you! I'm asking you!"

"This is just standard stuff, okay? Fine."

"Hahahahahahaha! Laughing my guts out! Leng Suanling! Damn!"

"How much did Leng Suanling pay you for that ad? I'll give you double from Crest! (Being extra.jpg)"

"Leng Bingning·Christina·Dream Butterfly Purple Tears·Blood Night Sorrow·Dream—my hand's sore just typing this name. (Crying-laughing) (Crying-laughing)"

"An Yi? The ML's name is pretty normal. I figured it'd be some double-barreled surname at least! Like Ouyang, Huangfu, Nangong, Situ, Shangguan, Murong, Duanmu, whatever!"

"I saw in the synopsis there's a Campus F4—bet one of those surnames you listed is in there! (I see everything.jpg)"

"Wait, what?? The dialogue between the male and female leads is so weird!"

"They don't act like a main couple at all—zero chemistry. The male lead isn't even intrigued by the female lead's stubbornness or interested in her at all. And he just walked off like that?"

"Wow, that's unexpected! Something's off here!"

"Is the author writing a male lead who totally doesn't fit this novel's vibe? Then I'm even more intrigued!"

"..."

An Yi let out a smile.

First off, he wasn't the male lead. Second, that reader guessed right—there really were male leads with compound surnames, and not just one, but two: Huangfu and Ouyang.

You guys are too sharp!

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An Yi was standing in the elevator.

Soon the elevator reached the first floor. As the doors slid open, a tall figure barged in from outside, standing at the entrance, backlit by the hallway light. His face was unclear, but the irritable aura was unmistakable.

An Yi glanced over.

The man stepped inside, and the light hit his face.

Short dark brown hair, brows knitted tightly, unfriendly eyes, mouth turned down—a face that screamed "everyone owes me money."

An Yi dug through his memory.

Ouyang Lie.

See? You guys!

The compound-surname male lead is here.

Heir to a multinational conglomerate, hot-tempered, ready to blow at the slightest provocation, disgusted by any woman's touch—except the female lead's.

One of the original F4 members.

Probably here to give Huangfu Xiao trouble.

After all, with a Mary Sue female lead and all kinds of male leads and supporting male characters, a vicious female supporting character was bound to appear.

As a top-tier male lead, he'd naturally be surrounded by crazy, obsessive pursuers who'd lost their minds.

They pined after him without any return, no matter how he treated them, never getting mad at him, always targeting the female lead he liked.

And as male leads, both Huangfu Xiao and Ouyang Lie had such a female supporting character stuck between them.

That was Huangfu Xiao's crazed admirer, Ouyang Lie's younger sister—a female supporting character who was very unlikable in the original novel's portrayal.

Ouyang Lie frowned fiercely. Seeing someone in the elevator, he squinted to make out who it was: "...An Yi?"

It's An Yi, right?

Why did he seem different than before?

Had An Yi always been this... attractive?

Whoa!

An Yi's eyes curved into a smile: "Yeah, good evening."

Ouyang Lie was taken aback for a moment, though his face kept that "the world owes me" look: "What are you doing here?"

An Yi glanced at him. Man, that tone was rude.

He stepped out of the elevator: "None of your business."

Ouyang Lie: "..."

He hadn't meant to provoke him.

"I..."

Before he could finish, he saw An Yi's back disappear around the corner.

Was he mad?