Chapter 407: Day 12 into the Mary Sue Story

Chapter 407: Day 12 of Being Thrown into a Mary Sue Story

An Yi was slightly turned sideways, holding a few books in his arms. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the emerald vines winding along the corridor ceiling, casting dappled, flickering light that danced across his body, the tips of his hair, and the spines of the books, like scattered golden fragments.

The lines of his profile were rendered remarkably soft in the interplay of light and shadow. His eyelashes hung half-lowered, casting a small patch of shadow beneath his eyes, concealing the emotions in his gaze.

He seemed to have just said something in a low voice to a classmate who had stopped to watch the commotion, a faint trace of a smile lingering at the corners of his lips.

Ou Yanglie's heart, in that single glance, gave an unexpected heavy thump.

Thump!

Like a dull hammer slamming into the softest part of his chest, even the burning restlessness that had been desperately seeking an outlet came to an abrupt halt for half a beat, leaving a moment of stillness and blankness.

The last time he had seen An Yi... it must have been that brief, not entirely pleasant encounter at the elevator entrance of the club.

His tone hadn't been exactly friendly back then, and An Yi had seemed displeased, walking off without a word.

After that... he hadn't really crossed paths with him much.

"What the hell are you looking at?!"

Ou Yanglie snapped back to reality, yanking his gaze away from An Yi as if scalded.

Realizing he had actually been staring blankly at a man, that inexplicable sense of losing control instantly transformed into an even more blazing, harder-to-place anger—half directed at this weird, embarrassing lapse in focus, half at the pair of men and women still bickering endlessly in the garden below, and at the subtle glances being cast his way from all around.

He barked viciously at the people around him, trying to cover up that completely abnormal moment of distraction with his usual ferocity and irritability.

His thick, dark brows were knitted tight, his eyes sweeping the area with a fierce glare.

People caught in his line of sight silently pursed their lips and looked away, not daring to meet the gaze of the notoriously hot-tempered Young Master Ou.

The classmates near An Yi also instinctively shrank back, exchanging looks that said "not worth the trouble."

An Yi was speechless. This guy was blowing up again—was he made of gunpowder or what?

He turned, glanced at the source of the noise, then, unimpressed, looked away.

Ou Yanglie felt that nameless rage surge up with a whoosh, climbing even higher!

Why? Why could An Yi look at him with that kind of... that kind of look, like he was staring at thin air?

Wherever Ou Yanglie went, wasn't he the center of attention? Wasn't he someone people feared?

He had never been so completely ignored in his life!

Especially just now... just now he had actually spaced out for a moment because of this guy!

This uncontrollable, inexplicable emotion, combined with the other's utter disregard, made the fire in Ou Yanglie's chest burn hotter and hotter. It scorched his insides, yet he couldn't find a specific, reasonable outlet for it.

He shot An Yi a vicious glare, his eyes so fierce they seemed ready to devour him whole, but An Yi didn't even give him a side glance this time.

With his anger finding no release, Ou Yanglie turned his head and re-aimed his guns at the couple still locked in their standoff in the garden below, as if his fury had finally found a more suitable target.

He shouted down at them, even louder than before, his voice dripping with impatience: "Huang Fuxiao! Keep your woman on a leash! Stay away from Xiao Qian! If you want to fight, go do it somewhere else! You're giving me a damn headache!"

The "Xiao Qian" he mentioned was his younger sister, who was obsessively infatuated with Huang Fuxiao—which was also the biggest source of conflict between him and Huang Fuxiao at the moment.

Once both men fell for the female lead, she became the greatest point of contention.

After yelling at Huang Fuxiao, he turned his guns on Leng Bingning, who was wiping her tears, his tone extremely vicious and impatient: "And you! Crying and sniveling—aren't you annoying? Either do what he says, or get the hell out! Stop putting on this sob story here!"

Leng Bingning flinched at his sudden, merciless roar, and her tears flowed even harder. Her originally blue eyes, washed by tears, seemed to take on an even more complex shade, filled with indescribable humiliation, anger, and a deep loathing for these two privileged elites who threw their weight around.

She looked at the ice-cold Huang Fuxiao in front of her, who had offered his "generosity," then at the irritable, crude Ou Yanglie upstairs, and finally—somehow—her tearful, color-shifting gaze also swept over to An Yi, who was standing quietly by the corridor.

That look was complicated and hard to read.

Huang Fuxiao's brow furrowed slightly. His cold gaze first swept over the irritable Ou Yanglie upstairs with undisguised annoyance, then, following Leng Bingning's line of sight, lingered on An Yi for a brief moment.

An Yi: "..."

Honestly, why was everyone looking at him? What did any of this have to do with him?

He was just a passerby, an innocent bystander who just wanted to quietly slip away.

He didn't want to be a named character in their story.

Comment section:

"Holy crap! Who's this guy? So damn irritable?"

"Oh, so he's one of the F4, huh?"

"Got it, so this Ou Yanglie is playing the rough male lead who only loves one person, right?"

"Can't stop laughing, here comes another Ou, and there's a Huang—what are the other two gonna be named?"

"He's yelling at the female lead like this now—is he gonna get the 'crematorium for chasing the wife' arc later?"

"...I'm a bit curious, who is this Xiao Qian?"

"Let me guess, Xiao Qian must be a girl!"

"Wow! You couldn't have said that earlier!"

"Indeed! Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"I think she's probably the vicious supporting female character. Judging by Ou Yanglie's attitude, she might be someone he secretly loves, but he's telling Huang Fuxiao to stay away from her, which suggests Xiao Qian might be the one who likes Huang Fuxiao, or even his fiancée! But Huang Fuxiao is drawn to the female lead, so Ou Yanglie stands up for Xiao Qian and gets involved too, wanting to see what woman could possibly be better than Xiao Qian?! Then after getting in contact, he discovers the female lead is so pure and unpretentious! So naturally, he forgets Xiao Qian and falls for the female lead. That's when Xiao Qian comes out to cause trouble! Then she gets suppressed by Huang Fuxiao and Ou Yanglie together, becoming part of the male and female leads' play! I've really read way too many of these over a decade ago! (Heart of a detective always touching your belly.jpg)"

"The guy above has the most words, I'm following him!"

"..."

An Yi blinked. This reader friend had guessed the reason wrong, but the process and outcome were right.

So predictable!

Down in the garden below, Leng Bingning was nearly driven to collapse by Ou Yanglie's words. She abruptly wiped her tears with the back of her hand, her deep blue eyes glaring fiercely at Huang Fuxiao, then shooting a resentful glance at Ou Yanglie upstairs. Finally, she shouted at Huang Fuxiao:

"Fine! A maid it is! One month! But don't think you can humiliate me with this! I'll show you that the dignity of a commoner can't be bought with money or power!"

With that, she turned, covered her mouth, and ran off quickly, her ponytail tracing a stubborn arc through the air.