No!
Absolutely not.
No way!
She could talk nonsense in front of the male lead, but a real confrontation was out of the question.
In the original novel, Feng Jingche’s role only existed when the male and female leads went to the cinema to watch a movie starring him.
An Wanwan liked Feng Jingche.
The male lead got jealous.
After getting jealous, he even took the female lead to meet Feng Jingche, had a meal together, took photos, and got an autograph for her.
After returning home, the weak, pitiful, and helpless female lead was pinned on the bed by the jealous male lead for an intense session.
Yu Xiyue still didn’t know whether Feng Jingche would be there tomorrow!
Even if Feng Jingche were going, she couldn’t let Gu Feiran witness it.
Yu Xiyue said calmly, “What would it look like for you to spectate on such a joyous day when we, a young couple, are getting our marriage certificate? I’ll post it on my Moments. Remember to like it.”
Gu Feiran grew even more frustrated. “If you’re getting married tomorrow, then why are your parents looking for a marriage alliance partner for you?”
As far as she knew, her parents hadn’t approached Gu Feiran.
She had made it clear that the child’s father wasn’t Gu Feiran and that she would have nothing to do with him in the future.
The social circle in Jing City was just too small.
The male lead was quick to react.
Yu Xiyue feigned confusion. “You must have misheard. They’re probably looking for one for my younger brother.”
Gu Feiran didn’t believe her. “Yu Qingsong is only 21. He hasn’t even reached the legal marriage age.”
“You have to snatch up a good marriage alliance candidate right away, or someone else will take them. Understand?” Yu Xiyue rubbed her pregnant belly. “I just woke up, but I’m already tired again. I won’t keep you company any longer, Young Master Gu. You should head back.”
“Young Master Gu? Do you have to be so distant with me? Even if we’re not together, we can still be friends.”
She wouldn’t dare be friends with him!
“My husband would get jealous.” Yu Xiyue put on a shy expression. “He’s always been envious of our childhood sweetheart relationship. He hopes I never mention your name in front of him again. For the sake of my happy married life, it’s better if we keep our distance.”
Gu Feiran laughed self-deprecatingly. Why had he come here to embarrass himself?
If Yu Xiyue still liked him, she wouldn’t have returned pregnant.
After five years apart, she had long since changed her heart.
Yu Xiyue stared at Gu Feiran’s retreating figure. As expected of the original male lead—even his lonely, desolate back exuded an aura.
The autumn sunlight fell on him, yet he radiated only coldness.
Hah.
What was with this devoted lover act? His heart was clearly wavering, yet he acted as though he were the one betrayed.
A dog of a man only behaves when he’s six feet under.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the night was as dark as ink.
Raindrops hit the glass, leaving trails of water.
The bustling street scene blurred into a hazy, dreamy glow in the rain, and the world grew quiet.
Inside, the floor lamp beside the pure black sofa cast a cold light, illuminating Gu Feiran’s profile. His head was slightly bowed, a glass of liquor in his hand, his suit discarded nearby. He looked utterly dejected, dispirited, and heartbroken.
An Wanwan tiptoed into the living room and saw Gu Feiran in this disheartened state.
In her impression, he had always been a CEO who strategized effortlessly, remained calm and composed, and handled crises with ease. Yet here he was, heartbroken and tormented by love.
He hadn’t even answered his phone.
An Wanwan walked toward him step by step. “You had a dinner appointment with President Yang from Dingsheng tonight, but you didn’t show up. Assistant Fu asked me to check on you. Are you okay?”
Gu Feiran lifted his bloodshot eyes. Was it his illusion?
He seemed to see Yu Xiyue coming to find him.
“Yueyue, Yueyue~”
“Yueyue!”
Gu Feiran reached out his long arm, grabbing An Wanwan’s slender wrist and pulling her in front of him.
Caught off guard, An Wanwan ended up sitting directly on Gu Feiran’s lap.
Flustered and panicked, she pushed against Gu Feiran with all her strength.
“President Gu, President Gu, you’ve mistaken me for someone else…”
“I’m not Miss Yu…”
“Let go of me!!!”
Gu Feiran held her waist with one hand and gripped her chin with the other, preventing her from moving. Their eyes met.
Tears welled up in An Wanwan’s eyes. “President Gu, sober up!”
In the dim light and under the influence of alcohol, An Wanwan’s face appeared blurry to Gu Feiran, looking even more like Yu Xiyue.
“Yueyue, you’re angry with me. You’re mad that I didn’t visit you for five years…”
“You did that on purpose to upset me. You weren’t really pregnant, were you? Your stomach is flat.”
An Wanwan grew increasingly anxious. A drunk man was utterly unreasonable.
“I’m not Yu Xiyue, President. Look carefully—I’m An Wanwan!” An Wanwan cupped his face with both hands. “I’m your secretary, An Wanwan. I’m An Wanwan!”
She repeated it over and over, trying to drill it into Gu Feiran’s head.
To make him sober up.
“Yueyue, I understand. Tomorrow, I’ll fire An Wanwan. How could she ever be worthy of being your Substitute?”
An Wanwan’s heart instantly sank into an abyss.
A young, powerful CEO like Gu Feiran, with his background and influence, was extremely popular among the female employees at the company. Many of them dreamed of marrying him and becoming the wife of the group’s leader.
When she first joined the company, she became Gu Feiran’s secretary, and he had shown her special care.
That extra attention had made her entertain fantasies too.
But ever since Yu Xiyue returned to the country, she realized that in Gu Feiran’s eyes, she was nothing but a Substitute.
There was no place for her in Gu Feiran’s heart.
He even wanted to fire her for his White Moonlight.
“Yueyue, I’ll make her disappear far away. Can we start over?”
Gu Feiran pressed her hand against his own cheek, gently stroking it as his gaze grew increasingly dazed. He leaned in closer, his movements unsteady.
A sudden kiss landed on An Wanwan’s lips.
Just as he tried to go further, An Wanwan shoved him away with all her might.
Gu Feiran fell back against the sofa, his suit disheveled, his cheeks flushed. He laughed, then began to cry.
An Wanwan picked up her bag to leave but paused when she heard his faint, weak voice. She stood there, staring at him.
It was the first time she had ever seen Gu Feiran so vulnerable.
An Wanwan, oh An Wanwan, you’d better wise up!
Gu Feiran likes Yu Xiyue, not you, his Little Substitute.
He even wants to fire you.
And he just took advantage of you!
You should go over and kick him a couple of times before leaving.
No. She wouldn’t resign voluntarily.
If Gu Feiran really intended to fire her, he could do so according to labor law and compensate her with N+1.
“Yueyue, don’t go.”
“Yueyue, why are you ignoring me?”
Furious, An Wanwan briefly considered secretly recording him and, after he fired her, quietly posting it online to turn him into a laughingstock.
But she didn’t dare.
She was too timid.
She was just an ordinary girl.
“Stop calling for Yueyue! Yueyue doesn’t want you anymore!”
With that, An Wanwan turned and left.
As she walked away, she sent a message to Assistant Fu, informing him that the president had gotten drunk at home.