Chapter 129 Day 20 of Transmigrating into a Vintage CEO Novel

Chapter 129: The Twentieth Day of Being Thrown Into an Old-School CEO Novel

"Depends on how you behave."

These four words were like a key, gently turning a key in a lock, not fully opening it, but letting a glimmer of enticing light seep through.

Gu Mingzhi's heart skipped a beat, his chin resting in An Yi's cool palm, not daring to move, as if afraid to disturb this brief, almost charitable moment of tenderness.

The cobalt blue that had accidentally gotten on his neck carried the slight coolness and stickiness of paint, yet made his skin feel like it was on fire.

An Yi's fingertip brushed lightly across his neck, the gesture devoid of lust, more like an unconscious, appraising touch, yet it made Gu Mingzhi's blood rush and his throat tighten more than any direct provocation.

He felt that even if An Yi were about to strangle him in the next second, he wouldn't dare move a single inch.

Gu Mingzhi swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling, brushing against the skin of An Yi's palm, sending a subtle tingle.

An Yi, as if reminded by the sensation, slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes went back to their usual calm, as if the brief enticement was just an illusion.

Gu Mingzhi stood up, regretfully.

Performance?

He'd definitely make it happen!

He'd be really good.

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During Gu Xinghui's search for Meng Nianwei, she had disappeared without a trace.

Gu Xinghui took out all his pent-up fury and frustration on those around him, and then some—blaming his mother for tormenting Meng Nianwei, blaming his grandfather and father for their bad attitude toward her and for always pushing him into arranged marriages, blaming Gu Mingzhi for always causing him trouble at the company, which made him neglect Meng Nianwei.

He blamed An Yi, stubbornly convinced that An Yi had secretly orchestrated everything, having sent Meng Nianwei away.

An Yi: ...

What a piece of trash!!

Du Guyuan is more likable than him!

A few times when they unexpectedly met in the main residence, Gu Xinghui's glare was so dark it could drip venom, brimming with undisguised hatred.

He tried to pick a fight a few times, his lips moving, vicious words almost bursting out, but as soon as he met An Yi's calm, unruffled eyes—with a hint of almost imperceptible mockery—and recalled the time he'd been kicked over by An Yi, he swallowed his anger back down, humiliated.

An Yi couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention; after all, all he could do was throw a tantrum.

It was a complete indifference, as if Gu Xinghui were nothing but an unpleasant presence, not even worth a single glance. This disregard was more infuriating and humiliating to Gu Xinghui than any direct confrontation.

Meng Nianwei had vanished off the face of the earth, leaving no valuable clues behind.

Gu Xinghui mobilized all his connections and resources, even resorting to shady methods, but still came up empty-handed.

This sense of losing control made him increasingly irritable and explosive, often leading to decision-making errors at the company due to emotional instability, which earned him dissatisfaction from Gu Chengzai, who warned him several times, but to little effect.

An Yi knew it was because someone was helping Meng Nianwei clear the trail of those following her.

As for who that person was, naturally it was the backup love interest who appeared at the end of the original novel.

During this time, An Yi had been keeping up with Meng Nianwei's movements through the lively comments section inside his head, as if watching a live broadcast:

"The female lead has safely arrived at a small town with spring-like weather all year round!"

"The environment is nice, although a bit remote, it's suitable for her pregnancy."

"Wow! Who is this handsome guy?"

"Looks like another one who likes the female lead... an overseas Chinese... I get it, the female lead will follow him abroad later, right..."

"Probably, doesn't a pregnancy escape usually involve going abroad?"

"Can I say I'm a bit speechless? (???)"

"The doctor is so gentle, he arranged for Weiwei to stay in his empty house and gave her a check-up! (Heart)(Heart)"

"Wuwuwu, finally Weiwei doesn't have to go it alone."

"The female lead actually agreed to go abroad with this doctor for further studies and to have the baby?"

"Why is she so hasty? (Confused)"

"Then why did she refuse An Yi's help before?"

"Uh... probably because the female lead could feel that An Yi doesn't like her, while this doctor likes her..."

"That seems right! A few years later, a stylish hot mom returns with a genius child?"

"Gu Xinghui is still throwing a fit, LOL."

"..."

When the last tinge of blue lingered on the horizon, An Yi's off-road vehicle had already rolled over the final stretch of gravel mountain road, stopping at this hilltop platform on the outskirts of the city, known for its wide views.

He had learned from a forum of seasoned astronomy enthusiasts that a meteor shower of considerable scale was about to pass by Earth, and this was the best observation spot in the city.

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On a whim, he had purchased fairly professional camping and stargazing equipment, intending to come alone to enjoy this cosmic romance.

The hilltop was already crowded with fellow enthusiasts, tripods with long lenses and various tents sprouting up like mushrooms in all the best spots, voices mixed with the faint sounds of instrument adjustments, filled with excited anticipation.

An Yi chose a relatively secluded spot, set up his tent with quick movements, arranged a folding chair and small table, set up the observation device, and even took the time to brew a pot of coffee.

The rich aroma of coffee mingled with the fresh scent of mountain air, refreshing the mind.

He sat in his chair, watching the sunset slowly sink behind the distant mountains, the sky dyed in magnificent orange and purple hues, his mood one of rare peace and contentment.

However, as the saying goes, the weather in the mountains is fickle. Just moments ago, the sky was filled with sunset clouds, but then thick, heavy clouds rolled in from the distance, darkening the sky rapidly.

In no time, raindrops as big as beans fell without warning, pattering down urgently and forcefully, hitting the tent top and table, splashing tiny water droplets, quickly forming a sheet of rain, blurring the view.

"What the hell! What's going on? The weather forecast said it would be sunny!"

"Oh damn! All this for nothing!"

"Pack up fast and head down! This rain looks like it's here to stay!"

"Let's wait a bit longer, maybe it'll stop soon."

The previously lively hilltop instantly fell into chaos.

But after waiting for a while, the rain didn't stop; instead, it grew heavier, and cellphones started buzzing with successive yellow rainstorm alerts from the weather bureau.

People complained, hurriedly packed up their equipment and tents, and rushed to the parking lot in panic.

Someone ran past An Yi's tent, saw the light still on inside, and couldn't help but pat the tent fabric—which was flapping violently in the wind—and shouted loudly:

"Buddy! Don't just stand there! The meteor shower's a no-go! The rain is getting heavier, and the mountain road could get foggy or there might be rockfalls. It's too dangerous! Hurry up and come down the mountain with us!"

Another person, wiping the rain from their face, anxiously chimed in: "Yeah! It's not safe to stay up here in this thunderstorm! Let's go!"