Chapter 426: Day 31 into the Mary Sue Story

Chapter 426: Day 31 of Being Trapped in a Mary Sue Novel

An Yi didn't want to answer such an obvious and blatantly rude question.

He gave Lu Lu's hand a gentle tug and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Lu Lu immediately understood, shooting Ou Yanglie one last warning glare—a look that clearly said, "Stay away from my boyfriend."

Then, tightly holding An Yi's hand, he turned and escorted him away without hesitation.

Ou Yanglie tried to chase after them, but Ou Yangqian, who had finally snapped out of it, stepped forward to block him.

"Brother! Are you crazy?! What the hell are you doing?!" Ou Yangqian was both anxious and furious. Spoiled as she was, she could tell her brother was not in his right mind—that look in his eyes... it was too strange!

"Get out of my way!" Ou Yanglie roared in frustration, shoving her aside with force. He tried to give chase again, but the two had already turned the corner and disappeared behind the stables.

He stood there, chest heaving, his dark eyes fixed on the spot where they'd vanished, a sinister glare in them. His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles popped. Inside, a tangled mess churned wildly, and a fire burned, scorching away every shred of his rationality.

Ou Yangqian stumbled from his shove and fired back, screaming, "Ou Yanglie! You're insane! Why are you taking your anger out on me?!"

The stable manager and the few friends who had come along exchanged uneasy glances, not daring to make a sound, terrified of drawing the wrath of the clearly about-to-blow eldest Young Master Ou.

Ultimately, Ou Yanglie didn't chase after them.

Without a word, his face thunderous, he strode toward where his car was parked, leaving his bewildered sister and friends behind.

As he hurried along, he heard a gasp from behind.

He turned around and saw a jet-black horse's hoof whipping past his face—nearly kicking him in the nose!

The steed reared up, letting out a long neigh, stirring up a gust of wind.

The wind stung his cheeks.

An Yi sat atop the horse, looking down at him with a cold look, then gave the reins a tug and rode off at a leisurely pace.

Ou Yanglie's eyes widened, and his knees buckled, sending him to the ground.

He'd almost thought... he was going to die!

Lu Lu clutched at his heart—his boyfriend was so cool!

Comments section:

"Huh??"

"???"

"Uh... what..."

"Suddenly switching to An Yi's POV, I thought something was going to happen? But An Yi came out—isn't he the male lead?"

"The male lead came out!!"

"Is this for real?"

"? @Author, when I type this '?', it's not me who has the problem—it's you!"

"I really can't follow this novel's direction anymore! I was on Team An Yi!"

"So the male leads should be F4, and An Yi isn't! Damn! Such a good character, and instead of making him a lead, you write him as gay, while the female lead gets stuck with four trash bags! Author, you really came to destroy the world, didn't you!"

"And that's not all... I went back and re-read the earlier chapters. So far, only Huang Fuxiao shows any real potential. Greasy bro is just straight-up harassment. Ou Yanglie... forget it, it's that damn setting—because he knows the female lead is the only woman whose touch doesn't disgust him, he developed some interest, but his actions are still annoying, like a hyperactive brute! Shen Muyu is hard to read—a people-pleaser with deep thoughts. But! But! Only Huang Fuxiao is a confirmed straight man! The other three have all shown varying degrees of interest and attraction toward An Yi! It's absolutely insane! And now An Yi comes out... who knows what's coming next! (subway, old man, phone.jpg)"

"So, An Yi isn't even the male lead—could he actually be set up as the female lead's love rival? (shocked.jpg)"

"Damn, that's wild!"

"...I don't think so. I seriously don't think he's a rival, because An Yi wouldn't even look at those F3 guys. He has a boyfriend. His role should be the idealized love. I think the female lead will end up being treated as a substitute later! (thinking frog meme.jpg)"

"Wouldn't that make the story even worse?!"

"The author is so cruel! Why would she do this to the female lead?!"

"..."

An Yi: "..."

What a load of nonsense.

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Once they left the stable and got into the car, Lu Lu quickly forgot the little unpleasantness from earlier at the riding ground.

His mind was now completely filled with An Yi—his handsomeness, the sweetness of him publicly acknowledging Lu Lu, holding his hand, and almost getting kissed!

The car headed back toward the city.

Lu Lu couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

But as he smiled, he started thinking about how Ou Yanglie had been staring at An Yi, and how Ou Yangqian had interrogated An Yi earlier... A wave of sour jealousy hit him belatedly.

He slowly pulled over to the side of the road and killed the engine.

"An An..." Lu Lu turned to look at An Yi in the passenger seat, his voice taking on a slightly whiny tone: "You... you're so popular."

An Yi looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "So?"

"That Ou Yanglie, and his sister, and before that Shen Muyu, Ye Ming... and tons of people at school—they're all staring at you."

The more Lu Lu spoke, the more sour he felt. His head drooped, his gaze lowered, making him look even more innocent and pitiful: "I'm so jealous."

An Yi couldn't help but laugh, finding his jealousy kinda cute. "So?"

Lu Lu looked up, his eyes glistening with expectation. He leaned in a little closer and said in a small, slightly pleading voice: "So An An, you have to promise me—you like me the most."

An Yi found it amusing and deliberately asked, "How should I promise?"

Lu Lu was stumped. His eyes darted around nervously, and a blush crept up his cheeks.

A thousand ways to "promise" flashed through his mind, but every single one made his heart race and left him too embarrassed to voice any of them.

He stammered for a long time without getting a word out, his ears growing redder by the second.

An Yi watched him, flustered and eager, and finally couldn't help but laugh softly.

Suddenly, he reached out, looped his arm around Lu Lu's neck, and gently pulled him closer.

As Lu Lu's eyes widened in shock and his breath hitched, An Yi pressed his lips softly against his.

It was a brief, gentle kiss.

Like a feather brushing against his heart, it carried An Yi's signature subtle scent and a cool touch.

Lu Lu was completely stunned.

He stayed frozen, An Yi's arm still around his neck, his eyes bugging out, his lips slightly parted.

The soft, cool sensation on his lips still lingered, racing through his body and straight to his head.

After a few seconds, he blinked a few times, like a rusty machine grinding back to life, his face flushing bright red.

So pumped!

So turned on!