After Transmigrating into a Sadistic Novel, the Socially Anxious Sickly Beauty Just Wants to Sleep - Chapter 6

“What are you doing here?” Yan Zhi Mo said coldly.

Bai Mu Rou froze, an expression of disbelief appearing on her soft, fair face. “Zhi Mo, how can you say that to me? Of course I came here to visit Mom.”

She stroked the faces of the two children behind her with heartache, putting on an air of being bullied as she looked at Yan Zhi Mo with tears about to fall. “Don’t speak to me like that. You’ve frightened your younger brother and sister.”

Behind Bai Mu Rou, seventeen-year-old Yan Zhi Xing was holding the hand of his twelve-year-old younger sister, Yan Zhi Yue. His face was stiff, his head lowered, and he did not say a word. From head to toe, he radiated the words “I was forced to come.” When their mother used them as a shield, he even shrank back, doing his utmost to lower his own presence.

Yan Zhi Mo swept a cold glance over the two children. He would always remember that back then, when he had only been a teenager, Yan Zu Yi had suddenly brought Bai Mu Rou, who was carrying a child, through the doors of their home. Shamelessly, he had said to Yan Zhi Mo’s sickly mother, “From now on, we’re all family. You must get along well with Mu Rou and not make things difficult for her.” Then he had pointed at Yan Zhi Xing, who had only been a little over one year old at the time, and said to him, “This is your younger brother, Yan Zhi Xing.”

How laughable. His mother had been that sick. How could she possibly make things difficult for a healthy, young, and beautiful person?

Two years after Bai Mu Rou stepped into their home, his mother’s condition rapidly worsened. She soon passed away, and Yan Zu Yi could not wait to marry Bai Mu Rou into the family. Two years later, she gave birth to Yan Zhi Yue.

Yan Zhi Mo was much older than those two children. They had feared Yan Zhi Mo since they were young and were as quiet as invisible people at home. Even though Yan Zhi Mo had deeply loathed them at first, after so many years, his attitude toward them had turned into indifference and numbness. Toward Bai Mu Rou, however, he still felt the same disgust and resentment as he had for the past ten years.

As Jian An Mian silently ate melon and watched the drama, he quietly sighed inwardly over how complicated grudges among wealthy families truly were.

Yan Zhi Mo gave a cold laugh. “May I ask in what capacity you came to visit my grandmother? I don’t recall the Yan family ever acknowledging your status.”

Bai Mu Rou’s expression changed. She glanced at Yao Xian Die, whose gaze was gradually turning confused, and said tearfully, like pear blossoms in the rain, “Zhi Mo, I know you’re anxious because of the movements on your second uncle’s side. You want to get Grandma’s shares as soon as possible. But you can’t come to Grandma asking for money right after getting married. What would Grandma think?”

Yan Zhi Mo’s expression instantly darkened. His gaze shot straight at Bai Mu Rou like a sharp blade, and his icy, indifferent voice made people shudder as he said, word by word, “Bai Mu Rou, must you say such things in front of Grandma?”

His grandmother held shares in the Yan family. Knowing that she did not have much time left, she had wanted to distribute them among the children before she left. Everyone else had already received theirs. Only Yan Zhi Mo had not. After investigating, he had found out that his second uncle had been interfering. While Grandma had not been clear-headed, he had schemed to have her sign an agreement stating that Yan Zhi Mo could only obtain his share of the stocks after he got married.

Yan Zhi Mo had originally not planned to claim them this quickly, but recently, there had been too much movement from his second uncle’s side. The company was truly unstable. If he could obtain Grandma’s shares, it would be of great help to him. That was why he had entered into a contractual marriage with Jian An Mian.

Bai Mu Rou was only a weak little white lotus. She was still afraid of Yan Zhi Mo. The moment she saw that Yan Zhi Mo was truly angry, she quickly shut her mouth and did not dare make another sound.

“Qing Xiong, why did you come so late today? The movie is about to start.” Yao Xian Die coquettishly swatted Yan Zhi Mo, beginning to grow muddled again.

Yan Zhi Mo looked most like his grandfather, Yan Qing Xiong. Whenever Yao Xian Die was confused, she always easily mistook him for his grandfather.

“I’m sorry. I’m late. I apologize to you.” Yan Zhi Mo sighed.

He did not know which year Grandma had returned to this time, so he could only follow along with her words.

“Mian Mian, go out and take a walk. I’ll stay here with Grandma a little longer,” Yan Zhi Mo said.

Jian An Mian obediently agreed and hurriedly slipped away without looking back.

Such a small room with a full six people packed inside—it was making his social anxiety flare up.

Bai Mu Rou was afraid that Yan Zhi Mo might do something, so under Yan Zhi Mo’s cold gaze, she braced herself and said, “I’ll stay too. It’s been a long time since I visited Mom. I can talk with her more.”

Yan Zhi Xing quickly raised his head, looking as if he were also itching to leave.

Yan Zhi Mo suddenly said, “Yan Zhi Xing, you’re a boy and have more strength. Stay and massage Grandma’s legs with me.”

Yan Zhi Xing: “…”

He wanted to burst into tears with a wah!

Yan Zhi Xing dared to be angry but did not dare speak. He gloomily agreed, reluctantly let go of his younger sister’s hand, and walked over with a stiff face.

“Mr. Yan, may I go outside?” Yan Zhi Yue gathered her courage and asked carefully.

Yan Zhi Mo did not like them calling him older brother, so they had always only called him “Mr. Yan.”

Yan Zhi Mo gave an “mm,” and Yan Zhi Yue quickly pushed open the door and ran away as if her butt were on fire, not caring at all about how resentful her biological older brother’s gaze was as he watched her.

…

Jian An Mian did not want to take a walk. He only wanted to find a quiet place to sit down and rest. It would be even better if he could lie down.

The garden was filled with blooming flowers. Flower gates and corridors woven from vines were secluded and peaceful, with quite a few wicker chairs arranged inside.

This body was allergic to pollen. Although Jian An Mian was wearing a mask, he still did not dare get too close. He randomly chose the nearest wicker chair outside.

As a result, the moment he sat down, his whole body swayed along with the chair, and his head spun for a moment.

Jian An Mian’s expression instantly changed, and he quickly got off.

This body’s motion sickness was far too severe. He could not even sit on a swing. If he spun in place twice, he would get dizzy.

Jian An Mian had no choice but to give up on the wicker chair and find a sturdy armchair to sit in instead. The moment he closed his eyes, he began to doze off.

…

After Yan Zhi Yue came out, she immediately saw Jian An Mian sitting in the armchair in the garden. Her heart stirred, and she ran over with little pattering steps. Secretly cheering herself on, she put both hands on her hips and shouted at Jian An Mian’s back, “Hey! Jian An Mian!”

Jian An Mian sat there without moving and made no sound.

Yan Zhi Yue took a deep breath and began rattling on. “Just give up already, Jian An Mian! The person Brother Yan truly likes is actually Brother Luo Chen, not you!”

“…”

“Brother Yan only married you for the shares. It’s not because he truly likes you! You only managed to hook up with Brother Yan because you’re Brother Luo Chen’s biological younger brother and look a little like him. You’re nothing more than a substitute!”

“…”

“After Brother Yan gets the shares, I advise you to leave on your own. Obediently give up your position. It was never yours to begin with. You’re only temporarily keeping it. If you know what’s good for you, you should return it to Brother Luo Chen yourself. Otherwise, once Brother Luo Chen comes back in the future, Brother Yan will definitely kick you away!”

“…”

“Hey, Jian An Mian, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you even listening to me?”

Yan Zhi Yue had chattered for a long time without receiving a single response. Finally, she realized something was wrong. Her delicate brows furrowed, and she lifted her skirt as she walked over to take a look. Her face immediately flushed red with anger.

He… he was actually sleeping?!

So no one had been listening to her at all? She had been talking to the air by herself for ages?!

Yan Zhi Yue immediately grew angry from embarrassment and shook Jian An Mian’s shoulder hard. “Jian An Mian! Jian An Mian, wake up!”

While Jian An Mian was sleeping in a daze, he heard a clear, noisy girl’s voice chirping nonstop by his ear. He opened his drowsy eyes and saw Yan Zhi Yue glaring at him with wide, angry eyes as she spoke to him.

A stranger! And a stranger who was so close!

Jian An Mian’s social anxiety instantly flared up. Like a turtle, he shrank back into the armchair and asked softly, “Little Sister Yue Yue, what’s wrong?”

Yue… Little Sister Yue Yue?

Yan Zhi Yue froze on the spot.

Because of the awkward circumstances of her birth, she had not had many friends growing up. Brother Yan did not acknowledge her and never called her anything. Her own brother, Yan Zhi Xing, was a cool guy who only called her by her full name and never called her little sister. In all the years Yan Zhi Yue had been alive, this was the first time anyone had addressed her like that. Her face instantly turned bright red, and she said, angry from embarrassment, “Who allowed you to call me that?”

“I’m sorry.” Jian An Mian froze for a moment, then readily apologized.

Yan Zhi Yue grew a little unhappy again. What was wrong with this person? Why was he so obedient? He must have relied on this fake well-behaved act to trick Brother Yan into marrying him!

Yan Zhi Yue straightened her small body, lifted her head arrogantly, and looked down her nose at Jian An Mian. “Hey, did you hear what I said just now?”

“I’m sorry. I fell asleep just now and didn’t hear it. Could you say it again?”

She knew it! So troublesome!

Yan Zhi Yue could only repeat everything she had just said.

After listening, Jian An Mian: “…”

There it was—the threat from the main top’s family telling him to get lost.

But this little sister’s threat was not very good. She had not even thrown a check at his face.

After Yan Zhi Yue finished speaking and saw that Jian An Mian still had no reaction at all, looking silly and not even getting angry after being bullied, she immediately puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction. “Don’t you have anything you want to say?”

Jian An Mian smiled gently. “I know all of that.”

Yan Zhi Yue was a little stunned. “Huh?”

“I mean, everything you said just now. I already know all of it.” Jian An Mian’s smile was shy. “Thank you for reminding me.”

Yan Zhi Yue: “…”

Hey, she had not said all that to remind you. She had said it to make you hurry up and get lost!

The topic came to an end, and the scene suddenly quieted down again.

Jian An Mian had social anxiety. If others did not talk to him, there was no way he would take the initiative to talk to them.

Yan Zhi Yue, meanwhile, was a tsundere. She had made up her mind that if he would not speak, then she would not speak either.

The two of them remained silent for several minutes. Just as Jian An Mian was about to fall asleep again, Yan Zhi Yue finally could not take it anymore and could not help taking the initiative to speak to Jian An Mian.

“You said just now that you knew everything, but actually you don’t know everything at all. Brother Luo Chen once saved Brother Yan’s life. Otherwise, why would Brother Yan like Brother Luo Chen so much? As the saying goes, a life-saving grace should be repaid with one’s body. Brother Luo Chen should marry himself to Brother Yan. They’re a match made in heaven, a destined couple in life. If they were placed in a novel, they would be the main top and bottom! Irreversible and inseparable! A cannon fodder male supporting character like you will end up dying without even a burial place, I’m warning you!”

The more Yan Zhi Yue spoke, the more worked up she became. Even her face turned red, and she looked as if she wished she could shed tears for this peerless love.

Jian An Mian understood. One look at this little sister and he could tell she had read too many novels and had accidentally brought them into reality.

But this was indeed a novel. Unfortunately, Little Sister did not know that she had shipped the wrong couple.

Brother Yan’s official pairing was actually Jian An Mian. Her Brother Luo Chen was the cannon fodder male supporting character who would die without even a burial place.

Because the truth in the novel was that the person who saved the main top when they were children was actually the main bottom. But the main top mistakenly believed that Qin Luo Chen had saved him, so he had always treated him as his white moonlight.

Jian An Mian definitely had no way to say these things to Yan Zhi Yue. He could only smile and quietly listen to Yan Zhi Yue speak.

Yan Zhi Yue was speaking with righteous passion when she suddenly realized that she was once again the only person making any sound. She stopped and looked over, only to find Jian An Mian looking at her again with that quiet, gentle gaze. Immediately, her hair seemed to puff up in irritation, and she dodged her eyes with a red face. “Why are you looking at me like that? You’re not saying anything either. You’re such a weird person! So annoying!”

Jian An Mian smiled like a fond auntie. “…”

This was textbook-level tsundere behavior. His first time encountering it in reality, and now he had character material.

Oh right. He had almost forgotten. He was not an author anymore.

Sorry. Occupational habit.

Just then, Yan Zhi Mo’s deep voice came from not far away. “What are you talking about?”

Yan Zhi Yue immediately brought her legs together, stood up straight, and nodded in greeting. She was only one step away from saluting on the spot. “Mr. Yan.”

“Mm.” Yan Zhi Mo answered, then looked at Jian An Mian and asked in a low voice, “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

Jian An Mian froze, hurriedly fished his phone out, and only then discovered that at some point, his phone had run out of battery and shut off.

“I’m sorry. My phone ran out of battery. I didn’t deliberately ignore your call.”

Yan Zhi Mo felt a little better. “It’s fine. In the future, remember to check it at all times and keep your phone reachable.”

Then he looked at Yan Zhi Yue, and his gentle voice instantly turned cold. “Why didn’t you answer the phone either?”

Yan Zhi Yue jumped in fright. What? Brother Yan had actually called her too?!

Her heartbeat sped up as she opened her phone and checked. Then she raised her head with an expression that looked like she was about to cry. “I’m sorry. I… my phone was on silent, and vibration wasn’t turned on, so I didn’t hear the ringtone.”

She had actually missed Brother Yan’s call!

In this lifetime, Brother Yan had called her for the first time, and she had actually missed it!

Boohoo. She did not want to live anymore!

“Pay attention in the future.” Yan Zhi Mo gave his instruction indifferently, then naturally took Jian An Mian’s hand. “Let’s go. We’ll say goodbye to Grandma and prepare to go home.”

Yan Zhi Yue followed behind with little eager steps, filled with regret as she set her phone to vibrate. She swore that she would never turn it off again. How could there be even half a trace of her earlier arrogance now?

When they returned to Grandma’s room, Grandma was lying in the wicker chair, dozing while basking in the sun.

Yan Zhi Xing had a sour face and, like a miserable laborer, was diligently massaging Grandma’s legs.

Bai Mu Rou was silent as a chicken while helping Grandma massage her shoulders. There were dried tear tracks still hanging on her face. No one knew what kind of intimidation Yan Zhi Mo had carried out against her in this room just now.

When Yan Zhi Yue saw that her mother had cried, she hesitated for two seconds, then still walked over and touched her face.

The atmosphere was so strange that Jian An Mian felt extremely uncomfortable. His social anxiety had flared up far too many times today.

Bai Mu Rou held Yan Zhi Yue’s hand and straightened. The gaze she aimed at Yan Zhi Mo held a trace of fear. “Zhi Mo, then Auntie will take your younger brother and sister back first. Remember to come back early for dinner later.”

Yan Zhi Mo said coldly, “Mm.”

Yan Zhi Xing, who had been crouching on the ground, sprang up with a whoosh and impatiently followed Bai Mu Rou out.

In the blink of an eye, only the three of them remained in the room.

Yan Zhi Mo held Jian An Mian’s hand and walked to Grandma’s side. He crouched down and said softly, “Grandma, we’re leaving now. We’ll come back to see you after some time, all right?”

Yao Xian Die’s cloudy eyes stared at Yan Zhi Mo for a long while. In the end, she was still confused. “Qing Xiong, next time you mustn’t be late again.”

Yan Zhi Mo obediently agreed. “Yes. Next time, I’ll definitely be on time. I won’t make you wait again.”

“Goodbye, Grandma,” Jian An Mian said softly.

Yao Xian Die raised her head. When she saw Jian An Mian’s face, she smiled foolishly at him. “Such a pretty little girl.”

Jian An Mian smiled shyly and waved to Grandma. Then he turned and was led by Yan Zhi Mo toward the door.

Just then, Yao Xian Die’s unhurried voice suddenly came from behind them. “Zhi Mo, where’s your father?”

Yan Zhi Mo froze, then abruptly turned back and met Yao Xian Die’s clear, loving eyes.

“Grandma, you’re awake again?” Yan Zhi Mo quickly strode back and crouched in front of Yao Xian Die.

Yao Xian Die lovingly touched Yan Zhi Mo’s face. “My good little grandson, hurry and take the shares back. Don’t let those little bastards bully you.”

Yan Zhi Mo lowered his eyes and held Grandma’s withered hand, gently rubbing against it. “I understand. Thank you, Grandma.”

Yao Xian Die was silent for two seconds. “Zu Yi… still hasn’t come to see me?”

Yan Zhi Mo clenched his fist and only said, “Grandma, I’ll make him come visit you.”

His scumbag father, Yan Zu Yi, had no real ability, yet had been born arrogant, conceited, and stubbornly self-opinionated. When Yao Xian Die was young, she had never been willing to hand the company over to him.

After Yan Zhi Mo grew up, Yao Xian Die especially loved him, this extraordinarily gifted grandson. Meanwhile, the relationship between father and son was extremely poor.

Yan Zu Yi felt that his mother simply hated him and deliberately wanted to drive him to ruin, so he unilaterally broke ties with Yao Xian Die. Even now, when Yao Xian Die did not have much time left, the stalemate still had not ended.

Yao Xian Die pondered for two seconds. As if she had understood something, her expression instantly turned extremely lonely. However, in the next second, she quickly became muddled again, calling out “Qing Xiong, Qing Xiong” to Yan Zhi Mo.

Yan Zhi Mo leaned over and kissed Yao Xian Die’s cheek, saying with heartache, “Grandma, take good care of yourself.”

Yao Xian Die shyly covered her face.

Yan Zhi Mo said, “Mian Mian, say goodbye to Grandma.”

Jian An Mian hurriedly said, “Goodbye, Grandma.”

The next second, a warm kiss carrying the scent of soap pods landed on Jian An Mian’s face.

Yao Xian Die smiled so widely her eyes curved. “Pretty little girl, you have to be well.”

A current of warmth slowly flowed into Jian An Mian’s chest. The care the man had given Grandma had been selflessly passed on to Jian An Mian by the elderly woman.

Jian An Mian froze. Then, shyly, he gently pressed his own rosy cheek against Grandma’s dry, warm face and said softly, “Thank you, Grandma. I will. You too.”

You have to be well too.