After Transmigrating into a Sadistic Novel, the Socially Anxious Sickly Beauty Just Wants to Sleep - Chapter 9

Yan Zu Yi immediately flew into a rage and cursed loudly. A group of people hurriedly gathered around to hold him back and help calm his breathing.

Yan Zhi Xing and Yan Zhi Yue had long since taken advantage of the chaos to slip away.

Yan Cheng Yu was like a total clown. Even when his grandfather was nearly angered to death, he still did not forget to blow rainbow flattery for the main top and bottom. “Oh, Grandpa, you’re already old. Your thinking is outdated. These days, everyone values free love and equality. Who still does that feudal nonsense about carrying on the family line? Same-sex marriage is already legal! It’s recognized by the country! If you insist on tearing them apart, aren’t you going against the country? Besides, Uncle and Auntie are such a perfect match! Especially Auntie—he’s practically a little immortal descended to earth. How could that Miss Rong you mentioned compare to Auntie? Your eyesight really isn’t very good either! Looks like another day, not only will Uncle need to make you an appointment with the ear department, he’ll also need to make you one with ophthalmology…”

“Wh-what? What did you say?” Yan Zu Yi widened his eyes and stared at him in disbelief. “How… how is even Cheng Yu…”

Yan Zu Yi suddenly opened his mouth wide and gasped several times, feeling as if he were only one step away from dying on the spot.

“Yan Cheng Yu! Shut your mouth!” Luo Man Xiang flew into a rage, grabbed Yan Cheng Yu by the ear, and yanked him back, then kicked his butt hard twice.

What was wrong with this child today? Had water gotten into his brain?

Jian An Mian met Yan Cheng Yu’s eyes, which still did not forget to wink at him even while he was being beaten, and instantly shuddered so hard goosebumps rose all over him. Trembling, he moved closer to Yan Zhi Mo.

Although the personalities of paper characters could not be completely summarized in the real world, the main top’s eldest nephew’s personality was way too different from the novel!

What happened to the arrogant, domineering, vicious male supporting character who acted lawlessly because he had his mother backing him?

Who was this little eunuch across from him, completely ignoring his own mother’s face and smiling with such fawning devotion?

In truth, Yan Cheng Yu had awakened some time ago. It turned out that the world he lived in was a novel. His uncle and auntie were the novel’s main top and bottom. In the future, they would go through an angsty, deeply tangled love, and in the end, they would both die. But before dying, his uncle would take away everyone who had ever bullied his auntie—including him.

After Yan Cheng Yu awakened, he was instantly frightened to tears. He had merely said a few idle words and played a few pranks, yet in the end, his uncle had actually gotten him killed. His uncle was truly too terrifying.

Yan Cheng Yu was so frightened that he trembled all over. During this period, he had stayed holed up at home thinking of countermeasures. Finally, he made up his mind. He absolutely had to turn over a new leaf, be obedient and well-behaved, conduct himself properly, and cling tightly to his uncle and auntie’s thighs. He only hoped that before his uncle and auntie left, they would not take him along with them!

Yan Zhi Mo’s gaze swept past Yan Zu Yi, who was frantically trying to catch his breath, and landed on Bai Mu Rou. He called her by name. “Bai Mu Rou, who told you this morning that I went to visit Grandma?”

Bai Mu Rou froze. Panic flashed through her eyes for an instant, and her smile turned forced. “Wh-what are you talking about? What do you mean, who told me? I only suddenly remembered that I hadn’t visited Mom in a long time and happened to run into you by chance.”

“Is that so?” Yan Zhi Mo glanced at Luo Man Xiang, whose expression had changed slightly, and gave a cold laugh. Like someone watching a good show, his sharp gaze shot straight into Bai Mu Rou’s guilty, evasive eyes. “Then did you ever wonder why that person didn’t go over to stop me herself, but deliberately told you instead?”

Bai Mu Rou froze again. In the next second, her expression suddenly changed, and she looked toward Luo Man Xiang in disbelief.

Only now did she realize that she had been used as a weapon.

“Enough!” Yan Zu Yi shoved away Bai Mu Rou and Luo Man Xiang, who were supporting him. His features twisted together ferociously, and his eyes glared viciously at Yan Zhi Mo, as if looking at an enemy. “The moment you come back, all you do is fan the flames and sow discord! I think you deliberately don’t want our family to live in peace! Are you trying to make all of us die?”

Yan Zhi Mo smiled faintly.

Heh. How was he not?

This family had already rotted completely from the moment he was born.

If all of them died, they could keep his mother company in the grave.

Yan Zhi Mo turned his head to look at Jian An Mian and gently stroked his ear, his voice soft. “Are you done eating? If you’re done, we’ll go home.”

Jian An Mian weakly glanced at the plate in front of his seat, which had barely been touched. “…”

What if he said he was not done?

Yan Zhi Mo followed his gaze. He paused, perhaps also feeling that his own question was rather stupid. Without changing expression, he corrected himself. “It’s fine. After we go back, I’ll have Auntie Wang make what you like.”

After saying that, he ignored Yan Zu Yi’s frantic rage, took Jian An Mian’s hand, turned around, and left.

“Oh right, I forgot to say.” Yan Zhi Mo seemed to remember something and suddenly paused. He turned back and looked coldly at Yan Zu Yi’s twisted face. “When I went to see Grandma today, she called your name.”

Yan Zu Yi was like someone who had been drenched from head to toe with a basin of cold water. In an instant, his entire body stiffened, motionless as a sculpture.

“Although I don’t like you disturbing Grandma, since Grandma misses you, you should still go see her when you have time. Grandma doesn’t have much time left.”

After saying this final sentence, Yan Zhi Mo finally took Jian An Mian and left cleanly and decisively.

Yan Cheng Yu forcefully broke free from Luo Man Xiang’s restraint and chased them all the way outside, waving goodbye to Yan Zhi Mo and Jian An Mian. He really was licking with loyal devotion from start to finish.

…

After getting into the car, Jian An Mian could not help glancing at Yan Zhi Mo again and again.

Without turning his head, Yan Zhi Mo said, “If there’s something you want to ask, just ask.”

Jian An Mian hesitated for two seconds, then asked tentatively, “Are you really not getting divorced anymore?”

Yan Zhi Mo paused. He had thought the mess with his family just now had frightened him and that Jian An Mian wanted to ask what was going on with his family. He had not expected it to only be this. Sure enough, in the little friend’s heart, Yan Zhi Mo was the most important.

Yan Zhi Mo curved his lips. “Don’t worry. I’m not divorcing. The contract will continue to remain in effect. If you don’t have anywhere in particular you want to go, stay for now.”

Jian An Mian: “…”

Why should I feel relieved?

Yan Zhi Mo quietly glanced at Jian An Mian. The little friend had an introverted and quiet personality and was not used to showing emotion. Even for such a happy matter, he showed no reaction at all. After thinking for a moment, Yan Zhi Mo gave a light cough and added, as if trying to cover something up, “Also, you don’t need to worry. Without your consent, I won’t casually touch you.”

Jian An Mian: “…”

He thought back on all the times the main top had touched him here and there since he transmigrated and did not believe this final sentence from the main top at all.

But they were legally married to begin with. Even if the main top really wanted him, how could he possibly resist?

Besides, in the novel, they had started with a bed scene right away. Yet so far, the most intense thing they had done was merely hold hands and touch his face a little…

Speaking of which, was there something wrong with this main top?

Could it be that a flap of his butterfly wings had blown away the main top’s originally unflagging virility too?

Jian An Mian’s gaze could not help quietly drifting toward Yan Zhi Mo’s lower half…

“What are you looking at?” Yan Zhi Mo suddenly spoke.

Jian An Mian was startled and hurriedly lowered his eyes guiltily, his heartbeat instantly speeding up. “…I wasn’t looking at anything!”

Yan Zhi Mo glanced at Jian An Mian, then suddenly pulled the car over and stopped by the roadside. Bracing one arm against the seatback, he turned sideways and caged Jian An Mian in his arms. Slowly, he leaned closer and took off Jian An Mian’s mask, watching as the little friend was forced into a small bundle by him, shrinking into the corner.

“I said just now that without your consent, I won’t casually touch you.” Yan Zhi Mo’s low, slow voice sounded by Jian An Mian’s ear. His fingers gently stroked Jian An Mian’s earlobe and watched as that small bit of pale flesh visibly reddened at speed, like a drop of blood splashing onto it. “But if you insist on wanting it, it’s not as if I’m unwilling to give it to you…”

“No, no, no!” Jian An Mian emphasized three times in a row. His face was so red it looked as if blood might seep out, and his body shook with shyness, like a small animal being bullied.

Yan Zhi Mo stared at him and suddenly felt excited. But since he had practically bullied the little friend to death already, he pressed him unhurriedly instead. “Then what were you looking at just now? Hm?”

The man’s body was far bigger and taller than his own, and his invasive presence enveloped the entire narrow space. He was leaning far too close. If Jian An Mian raised his head even slightly, he could kiss the sexy pale mole on the man’s Adam’s apple.

“I… I wasn’t looking!” Jian An Mian kept his head lowered tightly. He felt as if he were a small animal pinned beneath the sharp claws and teeth of a wild beast, with nowhere to escape. He was about to cry, yet he still stubbornly refused to admit it.

“You lied.” Yan Zhi Mo unhurriedly played with Jian An Mian’s earlobe, while his words became aggressive and relentless. “Children who lie are bad children.”

“No…” Jian An Mian’s breathing quickened. Anxiously, he grabbed Yan Zhi Mo’s sleeve and shook his head. “I’m not a bad child.”

For some reason, he cared especially about the man’s judgment of him in this regard and stubbornly denied that he was “bad.”

Yan Zhi Mo glanced at the hand clutching his sleeve, his gaze darkening as he looked at Jian An Mian. “Then tell me. What were you doing just now?”

Jian An Mian’s head spun in waves, and his heartbeat raced beyond control. He completely could not take it anymore. With a sob in his voice, he admitted guiltily, “I’m sorry, Mr. Yan. I was secretly looking at you.”

“It’s all right.” Yan Zhi Mo slowly wiped away the tear marks at the corners of Jian An Mian’s eyes. He lowered his head and looked at his slightly damp fingertip, then leisurely rubbed the moisture away with the pad of his finger. Straightening up, he ordered, “Don’t lie again in the future.”

He curved his lips, looked at the little friend in front of him, who was so ashamed he wished he could vanish into the ground, and deliberately called him, “Little pervert puppy.”