111. Chapter 111 I Didn’t Marry Him For Fun

Translator: Gilbert

Yan Chuyang turned pale with fright. He extended his hand from the blanket and pinched the back of Wei Qing’s hand, whispering, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Wei Qing turned back and gently held Yan Chuyang’s wrist, whispering softly, “Don’t be afraid. I won’t tell anyone. No one will know you’re married to me.”

Yan Chuyang’s eyes turned red, and he said softly, “Wei Qing, I have to go to school. I can’t let my classmates know about it.”

“Okay. Don’t cry,” Wei Qing raised his hand with affections and wiped the tears from Yan Chuyang’s eyes with his rough fingers. He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “I won’t tell others. Don’t worry. No one will know that you’re married to me. I’ll announce when you graduate and when you are not afraid, okay?”

Yan Chuyang raised his hand to wipe off the tears on his face. He vaguely felt that something was wrong with Wei Qing’s words, but now his brain was muddled and he couldn’t sort it out. He could only nod with red eyes, “I hope you can honor your words.”

“Don’t worry.” Wei Qing touched his face. “As long as you are obedient and stop talking about leaving, I will keep this secret for you forever.”

Yan Chuyang paused and sniffed. “What if I’m not obedient?”

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened. He gave a meaningful smile and whispered, “We’ll see when you are not obedient.”

Yan Chuyang was confused. He could not figure out what Wei Qing would do.

“Have a rest now.” Wei Qing held Yan Chuyang’s shoulders and moved him downwards. “If your stomach is aching, you’d better lie down.”

Yan Chuyang nodded and slid down.

After Wei Qing pulled the blanket up for Yan Chuyang, he turned to Song Huaiqi, “Mr. Song, Chuyang has to rest. Let’s go out for a stroll.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart tightened. He hurriedly grabbed Wei Qing’s wrist and whispered, “You promised you won’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t.” Wei Qing held Yan Chuyang’s hand and put it back into the blanket. “I have promised you, and I will never tell anyone.”

Yan Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief.

“Good boy. Go to sleep.” Wei Qing touched the corners Yang Chuyang’s eyes. “It’s getting late. Have a good sleep. I’ll take you home later.”

Yan Chuyang nodded and closed his eyes docilely.

Song Huaiqi looked jealously at their intimacy.

Yan Chuyang never felt at home with Song Huaiqi, and he would only say, “Thank you, Senior. Sorry, Senior.”

He would never know the difference until he felt it.

After Wei Qing came, Song Huaiqi realized that Yan Chuyang’s politeness was not out of his personality. He was just being polite to him alone.

“Mr. Song, let’s go.”

Wei Qing rose from his chair and made an inviting gesture at the door.

Song Huaiqi nodded and walked out first.

On the bench in the hallway of the hospital.

Wei Qing sat on the bench with his long legs crossed, while Song Huaiqi leaned against the railing and smoked.

Neither of them spoke. It was deadly silent.

“Mr. Song,” Wei Qing broke the silence after a while. “Were you joking when you told Yan Chuyang that you will help him find a house?”

“Of course not.” Song Huaiqi blew a ring of smoke and took the cigarette away from his mouth. “You left him alone when Chuyang ran a high fever. He is not happy staying with you. As his friend, shouldn’t I help him find a house and move out?”

Wei Qing sneered. “If you are just a friend, of course you should. But if you think you can be something else, then you shouldn’t.”

Song Huaiqi paused and turned to Wei Qing, “So what if I want to be more than a friend? I told you that I like Yan Chuyang, I will chase him, and wait for him to graduate…”

“Yan Chuyang is my wife.” Wei Qing suddenly interrupted him. He stared at Song Huaiqi’s shocked eyes and said word by word, “I’m married to him. We registered on March 12th. We have been married for three months and three days.”

Song Huaiqi shook his head in a daze. “Impossible.”

Wei Qing smiled ruefully and said, “It’s a pity. I was thinking of showing you the marriage certificate, but I suddenly remembered that I don’t have it with me. It’s in my Chuyang’s hand.”

“You are lying!” Song Huaiqi said with a ferocious expression, “How could you get married?”

“Why not?” Wei Qing shrugged and said indifferently, “People in love should get married and live together.”

“But you said that you don’t like men!”

“I didn’t like men at all.” Wei Qing smiled faintly. “I just like Chuyang.”

“Wei Qing!” Song Huaiqi seemed to be unable to stand it anymore. He went up to Wei Qing and grabbed his collar. “Did you lie to Yan Chuyang? You don’t like him. I investigated on it. People laugh at you because your father is a gay. You hate homosexuality! How could you like him?”

Wei Qing’s eyes turned cold, and he asked, “You investigated on me?”

Song Huaiqi gritted his teeth. “I have to! How could I allow Yan Chuyang to stay with you if I don’t know your background?”

Song Huaiqi had sent someone to investigate on Wei Qing over the years. He knew that Wei Qing had been in love with a girl, and he was dumped in public when he proposed to her at the graduation ceremony. He was laughed at because his father was a gay. Therefore, Song Huaiqi was not anxious when he knew Yan Chuyang lived with Wei Qing.

Knowing that Wei Qing was straight, Song Huaiqi was not worried that Wei Qing would have designs on Yan Chuyang. He had never expected this would happen.

Song Huaiqi calmed down and said softly, “Wei Qing, tell me the truth. Did you lie to him? Did you marry him just for fun? You don’t like men, so why do you have to entangle with him?”

“I didn’t marry him for fun.” Wei Qing said with a faint smile, “It’s because Chuyang is too beautiful.”

“But you like women only!”

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