Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

117. Shouldn’t You Protect Me?

Translator: Ron L

“Yan Chuyang?” Wei Qing stood at the kitchen door, asking, “What would you like to eat?”

Yan Chuyang made no reply and deliberately turned the game volume up. Without batting an eyelid, he looked fixedly at the phone screen.

Wei Qing sighed and walked to his side. “What would you like to eat?”

Holding his phone, Yan Chuyang turned around, faced the back of the sofa, and remained silent.

Wei Qing’s face fell and his blood was boiling, but he couldn’t scold the boy who had just recovered from a serious illness.

He heaved a deep sigh, compromised, and asked gently, “Is sweet and sour pork with potatoes fine with you? Didn’t you clamor to have it last time?

Yan Chuyang swallowed secretly. He wanted to have it but found it too embarrassing to answer. After all, they argued just now and he was still angry. He wouldn’t swallow his pride fall just for the sake of a simple dish.

As he still refused to talk, Wei Qing sighed and went to the kitchen.

“And fried ham with tofu,” Yan Chuyang said anxiously behind him, “Also, I’d like to have the beef broth you cooked last time.”

Wei Qing held back his laughter, turned back, and said with a serious expression, “You can have them. Put down your phone and give me a kiss.”

With his head low, Yan Chuyang cringed, poked at the screen, and grumbled, “No.”

Wei Qing’s pupils narrowed. “Is the phone more important than me?”

Yan Chuyang replied in a muffled voice, “I’m in a important qualifying game. You’ll disturb me with your endless kiss.”

Wei Qing stunned, walked up, looked at the cartoon figures jumping on the phone screen, and frowned. “What game are you playing?”

“Stop asking questions,” Yan Chuyang said impatiently, “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. It’s for young people.”

Wei Qing felt a rush of blood to the head.

“Am I old? Yan Chuyang, be honest and tell me. Is there any old fella as hot as me? Come on, you’re just five, six years younger than me!”

“Shit!” Yan Chuyang slammed the sofa, ground his teeth, and raised his head angrily, “This is all your fault. I lost!”

Wei Qing scoffed, “Is it on me? Your skills suck.”

Yan Chuyang sighed, collapsed on the armrest and muttered, “I’m so stupid. Wei Yuan and others will report me for misbehaviors in games for sure.”

Wei Qing was shocked, grabbed the phone, tapped the game icon, and asked, “Wei Yuan? Are you teaming up with him? ”

Yan Chuyang nodded feebly.

Wei Qing studied the game and frowned, “Are you playing the character Lu Bu?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Who is Diao Chan?”

“Wei Yuan.”

Wei Qing’s eyes turned cold, “Why?” Don’t you know that Lu Bu and Diao Chan are a couple? You’re married to me, and that makes you Wei Yuan’s sister-in-law. This will give rise to suspicion. Aren’t you aware of it?”

Yan Chuyang’s forehead twitched, “I’m not his sister-in-law. I’m a man!”

“Even so, you should avert suspicion.” Wei Qing stuffed the phone back into Yan Chuyang’s hand and picked up his phone from the coffee table. “What’s the title of this game? I’ll download it and team up with you. I’ll be Dian Chan, and you’ll be Lu Bu.”

Yan Chuyang glanced at him with astonishment. “Can you play this game?”

Wei Qing turned back and smirked, “Whether I can play or not, only I can be your Diao Chan!”

Yan Chuyang swallowed and hurriedly leaned over, “Alright, alright, you will be my Diao Chan.”

“Download it,” Wei Qing threw his phone to Yan Chuyang. “I’ll cook first and play it after breakfast.”

Yan Chuyang took the phone and shouted behind him, “Password?”

“Our wedding anniversary.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart was pounding. He blushed and murmured, “Hitting on me whenever you have a chance. This is too much.”

What was more outrageous was that Wei Qing hit on him and stopped there. In fact, he was mad at Wei Qing this morning, not only because of the phone. What really irritated him was what happened last night. In a naked state, he moved close to him and asked for a hug, but Wei Qing was completely indifferent. Beyond that, the latter disdainfully refused to kiss him, alas!

Yan Chuyang was really frustrated!

After the game was downloaded, the two had breakfast, cleaned the table, and washed the dishes. Then they sat down next to each other and started playing the game.

Yan Chuyang knew Wei Qing was not a gamer, but the latter was a smart man in his mind. Maybe he could learn it fast. However, after five or six rounds, Yan Chuyang learned one hard truth. Wei Qing sucked in gaming! He was a total disaster!

“I’m done!” An exasperated Yan Chuyang threw his phone on the sofa and snarled with a straight face, “I’ve told you like a million times. You should attack when an enemy is low in HP. Why did you run back?”

Wei Qing pinched his phone and replied obsequiously, “To protect you…”

“I don’t need your protection!” Yan Chuyang yelled, “Also, from the start, all you did was to follow me. I was surrounded, okay? And you just stood there. To watch me die from the brawling?”

Wei Qing’s face fell. After a long time, he replied, “The enemies were cruel, and I was afraid of quick death, so… I didn’t dare to fight.”

Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth, “So you made me your shield, huh?”

Wei Qing raised his head and reasoned innocently, “You are Lu Bu, the famous general! And I’m Diao Chan, your wife. Shouldn’t you protect me as the general should protect his wife?”

Yan Chuyang ground his teeth, suddenly stood up from the sofa, and growled, “Wei Qing! This is it! No more games with you!” Wei Qing shouted from behind, “I don’t care. As long as you are Lu Bu, I will always be Diao Chan!”

In a huff, Yan Chuyang went to draw paintings in the bedroom on the first floor. Wei Qing sat on the sofa and worked on his APM through playing with AI.

Just then, the doorbell rang and broke the silence.

Oblivious to everything, Wei Qing played on his phone. The doorbell rang a few more times before Yan Chuyang came out of the bedroom. In a huff, he glared at the man on the sofa, sulking, “The doorbell has been ringing. What are you doing!”