Chapter 425: Day 30 into the Mary Sue Story

Chapter 425: Day 30 of Being Thrown into a Mary Sue Story

OuYanglie glared at his younger sister, his face livid, his gaze terrifyingly fierce.

Already in a foul mood, hearing his sister say AnYi liked someone sent his anger through the roof: "Shut up! If you can't talk right, then go home!"

The fury in his voice was undisguised, making OuYangqian flinch and tremble all over.

Being publicly scolded by her brother, especially in front of strangers and the admirer of her love rival, OuYangqian felt utterly humiliated. A wave of hurt surged through her, her eyes reddening as tears started streaming down.

"Brother! You're yelling at me! You're actually yelling at me over some outsider! I'm your sister!"

She cried pitifully, and with her delicate makeup and riding outfit, she looked almost heartbreakingly vulnerable.

Unfortunately, no one there seemed in the mood for chivalry.

AnYi: "..." He watched the siblings' ridiculous quarrel in silence. Nuts.

He turned to LuLu, his tone calm: "Let's get out of here. Too noisy."

LuLu nodded immediately, shot the Ou siblings a dirty look, and reached out to grab AnYi's hand.

AnYi naturally took LuLu's hand and laced their fingers together, turning to lead him away from the drama with an air of easy intimacy.

LuLu, being the one AnYi grabbed—and with fingers laced, no less!

He instantly lit up, gripping AnYi's hand back, so giddy he nearly tripped over his own feet as he happily followed along.

But that completely natural, almost overly intimate hand-holding didn't escape OuYanglie's notice.

He'd already sensed something off about those two—too clingy by far.

Now, witnessing them interlock fingers, seeing AnYi's matter-of-fact demeanor and LuLu's undisguised elation... a wild, indescribable irritation and a faint, subconscious pang of pain seized his chest!

"Hold it right there!" OuYanglie blurted out, his voice sharp and strained.

AnYi and LuLu didn't stop.

OuYanglie's gaze locked on their intertwined fingers, his brow twitching hard.

His mind was a mess, and a strong impulse drove him to blurt out the question that had been gnawing at him: "You two... why are you so chummy?"

His voice came out hoarse, his sharp gaze darting between AnYi and LuLu.

Feeling his question didn't land, he added stiffly, restless and almost preachy: "Even friends need to keep some boundaries!"

It was so awkward that even the stable manager nearby snuck a glance, thinking Young Master Ou was way out of line.

AnYi raised an eyebrow, as if he'd just heard something completely absurd.

He turned to look at OuYanglie, whose eyes burned with tangled emotions, and found the guy utterly baffling.

He lifted the hand laced with LuLu's: "What's it to you?"

OuYanglie froze in place.

Then, as OuYanglie's pupils constricted and OuYangqian froze mid-tears, AnYi announced: "LuLu is my boyfriend."

He paused, sweeping his gaze over OuYanglie's stiff face, then added with a casual, mind-your-own-business tone: "I'll hold his hand however I want."

The words hit OuYanglie like a bomb and sent LuLu's heart soaring!

"That's right! Damn right! I'm AnAn's boyfriend!" LuLu immediately puffed out his chest and lifted his chin in pride.

He squeezed AnYi's hand, like he was scared anyone might miss it, and then, not done yet, added loudly: "AnAn can not only hold my hand however he wants, he can kiss me however he wants too!"

And with that, he actually tilted his head, puckered up, and playfully leaned in like he was gonna plant one on AnYi's cheek.

AnYi found his childish, shameless show amusing, shaking his head helplessly as he reached out and flat-palmed LuLu's incoming face, shoving it away: "Knock it off."

His tone was fond and amused.

Then, ignoring the petrified OuYanglie and the conflicted OuYangqian, he walked off with the still-grinning LuLu, not looking back.

OuYangqian watched them leave, especially replaying AnYi's "LuLu is my boyfriend" and their easy intimacy, totally stunned.

So AnYi really didn't like LengBingning?! Then why had he stuck up for her before? That left her even more bitter, with a weird ache she couldn't explain.

OuYanglie, meanwhile, stood frozen stiff.

AnYi... likes men?

LuLu... is his boyfriend?

So their hand-holding, their closeness, the impenetrable atmosphere between them—it was all because of this?

The realization drenched him in ice-cold despair, yet in some corner of his heart, it sparked something twisted—something even he was afraid of.

His weird fixation on AnYi, his irritation, his racing heart... could it be...

No! Impossible!

He shook his head hard, trying to shake off the terrifying thought.

But his eyes couldn't help following AnYi and LuLu's retreating backs—AnYi's lean, straight frame, LuLu trailing beside him, beaming with happiness...

A surge of bitter resentment and rage flooded his head.

"AnYi!" OuYanglie almost growled, leaping off his horse and charging after them without hesitation!

He didn't know what he wanted to do or say—maybe just to double-check, or maybe... he just couldn't stand watching them walk away.

He moved quickly, catching up to AnYi in a few steps, reaching out instinctively to grab AnYi's wrist hanging at his side.

AnYi reacted faster. The moment OuYanglie's hand extended, he subtly twisted his wrist, evading it lightly and naturally.

Simultaneously, LuLu moved in sync, pulling AnYi closer to his side, using his own body to block OuYanglie again.

LuLu's expression turned completely cold. His usually moist, puppy-like eyes now brimmed with icy vigilance and hostility. He stared at OuYanglie, his voice low but carrying an unmistakable threat: "OuYanglie, what do you think you're doing?"

OuYanglie's hand grasped at empty air, hovering mid-motion, and he felt a surge of frustration.

He stared directly at AnYi, who was shielded behind LuLu, his gaze complex and unreadable, his throat feeling constricted. After a long moment, in a hoarse voice tinged with disbelief and near-interrogation, he asked: "AnYi, you... are you GAY?"

No one answered him.