Transmigrated as the Short-Lived White Moonlight, I Ended Up Happily Ever After With the Female Lead - Chapter 37

This call stunned Ji Yan’an. She rose from Song Yi’s embrace and pointed to herself: “Is the young master calling me?”

The unfamiliar look in her eyes made Huo Xiuyuan freeze. He composed himself, but his excitement was still evident. With a trembling hand, he reached out to grasp Ji Yan’an’s hand. Song Yi’s face turned icy, and she completely shielded Ji Yan’an, coldly spitting out a few words: “Keep your distance.”

Huo Xiuyuan’s hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air before he quickly retracted it. He bowed apologetically to Song Yi: “It was presumptuous of me, Xiuyuan. It’s just that this young lady looks like an old friend of mine.”

Huo Xiuyuan was referring to Ji Yan’an.

“But I don’t know the young master,” Ji Yan’an hid behind Song Yi, peeking out only with her eyes, staring at Huo Xiuyuan.

Fearing he was mistaken, Huo Xiuyuan rubbed his eyes and confirmed again: “Does the young lady know a woman named Ji Yan’an?”

These three words made Ji Yan’an even more confused. There was no mention of this man in the original book, so why did he know her?

Song Yi’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at this inexplicably appearing Huo Xiuyuan with complex emotions. Connecting him with the phrase “old friend,” Song Yi sensed something was wrong.

Her guess was correct; Ji Yan’an even felt something was amiss. The man in front of her looked gentle and refined, yet the ardent love in his eyes was directed solely at her.

“I am Ji Yan’an… but I really don’t know you!” Ji Yan’an was on the verge of tears. Although the man looked decent, his gaze was so intense, like a beast spotting its prey.

The boatman, driven by a love for gossip, peered inside. Seeing the tense atmosphere, he dared not say a word, fearing their anger would be unleashed on him.

Huo Xiuyuan became noticeably more agitated when he heard her confirm she was Ji Yan’an. However, with Song Yi protecting her, he couldn’t approach. He had no choice but to sit opposite her and look at Ji Yan’an.

Ji Yan’an instinctively felt that this person was harboring ill intentions. She clutched Song Yi’s clothes, her eyes full of vigilance. Song Yi tilted her head to look at her, her mind filled with questions. If, as Huo Xiuyuan claimed, they were old friends, how could Ji Yan’an be so unfamiliar with him? But if they really didn’t know each other, why was Huo Xiuyuan so agitated?

Song Yi used to think she wouldn’t have so many doubts, but the succession of events surrounding Ji Yan’an lately had been baffling.

Ji Yan’an was even more puzzled, so naturally, she couldn’t offer an explanation. While sizing up Huo Xiuyuan, she wondered if she had overlooked some minor male supporting character in the original book.

But after racking her brain for a long time, until her head hurt, Ji Yan’an still couldn’t recall anyone named Huo Xiuyuan. He seemed to have appeared out of thin air, completely throwing her off guard. The same went for Chang Yunjie—why were these inexplicable, non-essential characters suddenly showing up and scaring her so much?

“The script for this transmigration isn’t following the rules. Even if I’ve memorized the entire text, it’s useless!” Ji Yan’an muttered softly, only to realize Song Yi had been watching her.

“What’s wrong?” The sound of the oars splashing the water was quite loud, and Song Yi hadn’t clearly heard what Ji Yan’an had just said. Fearing she had missed something, she quickly asked.

Ji Yan’an realized she had been careless. If Song Yi had heard those words, being so intelligent, she would definitely discover something! After a moment of fear, Ji Yan’an simply avoided eye contact with Song Yi, burying her head back into Song Yi’s embrace, and said in a muffled voice: “Nothing, I just feel very strange.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yi raised her hand, intending to stroke Ji Yan’an’s hair. But when her phoenix eyes glanced at the agitated, boyish Huo Xiuyuan across from them, her mood was completely ruined. She lowered her raised hand, settling instead for embracing Ji Yan’an’s shoulder.

“Yan… Yan’an?” Huo Xiuyuan saw her burying her head in the woman’s chest beside her, thinking she was shy. He carefully phrased his words before speaking: “We haven’t seen each other for many years. I never expected to meet you here. I…”

Huo Xiuyuan was about to say more but noticed the murderous intent in Song Yi’s eyes. All his further words were forcefully caught in his throat. He could only frown and scrutinize the woman before him with such an exceptional aura.

Song Yi gently lifted a lock of Ji Yan’an’s long hair, her slender, fair fingers delicately toying with it. Icy frost spread across her eyes, and she took the initiative to speak, devoid of any emotion: “May I ask, what exactly is the young master’s relationship with Yan’an? Such language is likely impolite.”

Ji Yan’an heard Song Yi’s voice, and it didn’t sound like she was in a bad mood, so she quickly lifted her head. Because she moved too fast, Song Yi didn’t have time to release the lock of hair. In that instant, Ji Yan’an’s hair rapidly slipped from Song Yi’s fingertips, causing a slight tingling sensation. Song Yi instinctively pulled Ji Yan’an into her arms: “Be good, don’t move.”

This… why did this sound so much like something a domineering CEO would say? Crucially, Song Yi’s voice was so pleasant that Ji Yan’an felt inferior. Hearing those words spoken with a hint of a smile in such a captivating voice almost drove Ji Yan’an crazy.

Ji Yan’an’s faces flushed crimson. She was currently being held by Song Yi in a very ambiguous posture and had just heard those words!

Even though the other person was a woman, Ji Yan’an, who considered herself a straight woman, felt her heart flutter. Song Yi also realized what had happened, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

Huo Xiuyuan, who witnessed the entire scene, was stunned. Was this woman, who was holding Yan’an and whose cheeks were flushed, truly the same person whose eyes were just filled with murderous intent?

“I won’t move… you, let go of me…” Ji Yan’an held it in for a long time before she finally said, her face red.

Only then did Song Yi release her. Even after Ji Yan’an sat up, the warm feeling in Song Yi’s arms lingered. Ji Yan’an sat beside Song Yi, her hands properly placed, not clutching her sleeve or holding her arm. She sat there primly, a small, dignified figure.

…If only her face weren’t so red.

“Please answer, young master.” Ji Yan’an desperately needed to change the subject to keep Song Yi’s gaze from lingering on her red face. This tactic seemed quite effective; Song Yi did look toward Huo Xiuyuan, her gaze returning to its cold state, and the murderous intent slowly surged again, as if she would take his life if Huo Xiuyuan said one wrong word.

“It seems Yan’an truly doesn’t remember Xiuyuan. When we were young, Yan’an and I often played together. The Huo family was not as influential then, but whenever any young master tried to bully Xiuyuan, Yan’an would step forward…”

Sigh, Ji Yan’an didn’t need to hear the rest to know that this Huo Xiuyuan was a romantic entanglement left by the original owner from her childhood. As expected of the author’s designated ‘White Moonlight’—he was the White Moonlight not only for the male lead but also for an extra who hadn’t even appeared!

Ji Yan’an had no desire to continue listening, but Song Yi’s face grew colder the more she heard. Eventually, Ji Yan’an felt Song Yi’s rising anger. She cautiously looked at the expressionless Song Yi; the flush had disappeared from her face, replaced by a certain chill.

“Beautiful lady… what’s wrong?” Ji Yan’an’s voice was soft. She didn’t want to hear anything more about this Huo Xiuyuan and their childhood love; she only cared about the beautiful lady’s mood.

For the first time, Song Yi ignored Ji Yan’an. Instead, she fixed her eyes on Huo Xiuyuan, her red lips slightly parted: “Then, now that you have seen Yan’an, what are your intentions?”

Upon hearing this, Huo Xiuyuan ignored the murderous glare, looking at Ji Yan’an with a hint of shyness: “At that time, I swore a wish that one day I would marry Yan’an…” Before he could utter the words ‘as a wife,’ Song Yi, with terrifying speed, grabbed Huo Xiuyuan’s throat.

The speed was so astonishing that Ji Yan’an was momentarily dumbfounded. Once she realized what was happening, she quickly embraced Song Yi’s other arm: “Beautiful lady! Calm down! Don’t forget, I have promised myself to you! I definitely won’t marry this person!”

Ji Yan’an’s shout was quite loud. The boatman couldn’t help but poke his head in again to see what was happening in the boat. But after just one look, he felt his eyes might be plucked out.

Why was the woman in the cabin so terrifying?! She even dared to directly choke Young Master Huo’s neck. This was unbelievable.

Song Yi didn’t know why she was so angry. Was it just because this man said he wanted to marry Ji Yan’an? Was he worthy?!

Ji Yan’an’s scent gradually calmed Song Yi’s anger. She released her grip on Huo Xiuyuan’s hand, acting as if nothing had happened: “I advise you to abandon that thought. The eldest daughter of the Ji Residence… is not someone you can aspire to.”

These words seemed to deeply sting Huo Xiuyuan. His eyes were red: “What do you mean, young lady! If Yan’an and I are mutually in love, how can we not be together!”

“But you are not mutually in love!” Song Yi felt her anger vaguely surging again. If Ji Yan’an were not still by her side, she probably would have charged forward again.

Huo Xiuyuan’s fantasy was coldly shattered by Song Yi, and he looked utterly defeated. Bound by the rules of courtesy toward women, he had no choice but to step out of the cabin to find the boatman and get some fresh air.

Only Ji Yan’an and Song Yi remained in the cabin.

“Beautiful lady, what’s wrong? Why are you so angry?” Ji Yan’an carefully helped Song Yi sit back in her original spot, then sat down next to her and spoke softly.

Song Yi looked at the flustered Ji Yan’an, her own heart in turmoil. A thousand words condensed into a single thought: “He is not worthy of you. If you are to marry, you must marry someone with good family background, good character, good looks, and who will cherish only you…”

Ji Yan’an watched as the usually extremely quiet Song Yi managed to say so much at once. But as she listened, Ji Yan’an’s eyes unexpectedly became a little moist. This felt more caring than her own mother.

“Okay, beautiful lady, don’t worry. I don’t want to marry anyone anytime soon. I want to keep accompanying you!” Ji Yan’an rested her head on Song Yi’s shoulder, listening to the rushing water and feeling Song Yi’s breath.

This moment of tranquility calmed Song Yi’s emotions considerably. She mustered the courage to gently stroke Ji Yan’an’s hair, her heart feeling completely full.

Accompany me? Song Yi repeatedly savored the phrase. From time to time, she would turn her head to look at Ji Yan’an, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

“Yan’an, why don’t we go for a walk on the street? You must have forgotten many things, haven’t you?” Huo Xiuyuan was still unwilling to give up, attempting to use those few childhood memories to win Ji Yan’an back.