Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

125. A Strange Reason for Being Angry

Translator: 青春年少

The boy’s eyes flashed and he said helplessly, “No, I’ve never thought that.”

“If you don’t want to kiss me, then don’t kiss!” Wei Qing said with a sneer, “But for that contract, I would have wanted to stop this ridiculous thing!”

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and said softly with his pale lips, “Really?”

“Yes!” Wei Qing clenched his fists and said with a sneer, “Yan Chuyang, let me tell you straight, from today on, if I kiss you, I will not be a member of the Wei family!”

After that, Wei Qing turned around and walked out resolutely. When he closed the door, he paused again and looked back maliciously, saying “Finish all the meal! If I see the leftovers tomorrow, you will be dead meat!”

Yan Chuyang was shocked by Wei Qing’s overly excited expression and nodded quickly, “I understand.” In response, Wei Qing slammed the door shut.

For two days, Wei Qing did not have any intimate contact with Yan Chuyang again.

Wei Qing deliberately gave a cold shoulder to Yan Chuyang, but he was not completely isolating himself from him. Every morning, he would cook personally and make what Yan Chuyang liked to eat for breakfast. However, when Yan Chuyang was eating, he wouldn’t pick up food for Yan Chuyang with his chopsticks. He also stopped reminding Yan Chuyang that he shouldn’t pick food and refused to communicate with him too much.

They were more like a guest and a host.

The relationship between them were in the middle of a fight and a cold war, which made Yan Chuyang feel uncomfortable.

However, he couldn’t say anything else. After all, he was the one who started everything. He was the one first said that the two of them had to cool down for a while.

In fact, this kind of situation where the two sides were a little far away was also very good from another perspective.

At least, it could temporarily stop Yan Chuyang from increasing his love for Wei Qing, and let him adapt to this situation in advance. After all, he would live alone after leaving Wei Qing.

“I’m full,” Yan Chuyang put down his chopsticks and sneaked a glance at Wei Qing. He carefully picked up the napkin next to Wei Qing’s hand and wanted to use it to wipe the corner of his mouth.

Wei Qing glanced at Yan Chuyang and looked at his cowering expression. He frowned and threw the tissue to Yan Chuyang next to him. “Why are you acting so timidly? This is your home. You even don’t dare to take the things in your family. Can you be a little braver?”

Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and took out a tissue from the bag to wipe the corner of his mouth, “I was not acting timidly. I’m just watching you eat, afraid to disturb you.”

Wei Qing snorted coldly and ate without saying a word.

Yan Chuyang rubbed his knees and stared at the side of the man’s face for a while. “I’m going to the competition tomorrow. I need to buy something for the competition at noon today, so I won’t come back for lunch.”

Wei Qing raised his head and asked in surprise, “Competition? What competition?”

Yan Chuyang tried to suppress the disappointment in his heart and said softly, “I’ve told you many times. The Comiket.”

“Is the competition starting so soon?”

“Hmm.” Yan Chuyang felt a little uncomfortable. The competition was very important to him, but Wei Qing never seemed to take it seriously.

Did this mean that Wei Qing never cared about him?

“Do you want me to go with you?” Wei Qing put down the bowl and said seriously.

“No no no…” Yan Chuyang waved his hands and lowered his head to say, “Aren’t we still in a cold war? I thought… ”

“Huh,” Wei Qing interrupted him with a sneer, “Don’t misunderstand. I just happen to go out to buy something in the afternoon, so I can go along with you.”

Yan Chuyang looked embarrassed and said, “Ah… It’s not appropriate for you to go along with me. I want to go on my own.”

Looking at the boy’s obvious rejection, Wei Qing’s expression suddenly changed. He stood up from the chair with a bang, threw the fork in his hand into the plate and said coldly,

“Fine! Go on your own! I’m not begging to go with you!” he turned and left.

Yan Chuyang stared at the man’s back. He didn’t know why Wei Qing was angry at all. After a while, he stood up from the chair and handed the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, and came out after he washed his hands.

Wei Qing was changing his slippers into shoes in the living room and was ready to go out.

Yan Chuyang habitually ran to the sofa and brought Wei Qing’s briefcase to his hand. “Be careful on the road.”

Wei Qing nodded. After tying up his tie, he raised his hand and touched the back of the boy’s head. He wanted to lower his head and kiss him. Yan Chuyang widened his eyes and turned away in a panic.

Wei Qing froze for a moment, then quickly retracted his hand and straightened his tie as if nothing had happened. “Don’t blame me; you came here yourself.”

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and said, “My bad. I won’t help you get the briefcase next time.”

Wei Qing’s eyes turned cold. He grinded his teeth and snorted, “If you don’t want to help me take it, then don’t do that. I never invited you to help me take it!”

The man opened the door and went out angrily.

Yan Chuyang was left to stare at the closed door on his own. He was puzzled as he wondered when the two of them had already reached the level of anger because of a briefcase.

The boy sighed and his heart was filled with stifling pain.

‘Maybe Wei Qing have started to me him now, so I feel that everything I did was wrong? So I don’t feel happy? So he wanted to beat me at any time?’

After lying on the sofa for a while, Yan Chuyang forced himself to stand up. Today, he still had something to do, so he couldn’t immerse himself in sadness.

He lied to Wei Qing in the morning. He didn’t want to buy something for the competition but to buy a gift.

Wei Qing seemed to have forgotten that today was his birthday. Yan Chuyang learned this secret was from Wei Yuan.

However, Wei Yuan said that Wei Qing hadn’t celebrated his birthday for more than ten years. Firstly, his family hadn’t paid attention to it at all. Secondly, in Wei Qing’s eyes, his birthday was a ridiculous day. Therefore, Wei Qing was always busy working in his office on his birthdays.

Yan Chuyang opened his backpack and took out the money he had been collecting these days from his bag.