Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

140. I Can’t Let Him Look down upon Me Again

Translator: Jenny

Wei Qing turned around and said coldly, “Alright, if Mr. Yan doesn’t want to live here, move out tomorrow.”

Yan Chuyang felt as if his heart was slammed. He seemed to hear the sound of his heart broken, like a glass fell down to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

He regretted it. He shouldn’t be so impulsive. Why did he say “leave” so easily?

Wei Qing wouldn’t retain him at home, so why would he stupidly say that?

Yan Chuyang was so upset that he wanted to bang his head against the wall. However, the words had been spoken, and how could he take them back now? What he could do is to stew in his own juice .

“I see,” Yan Chuyang bent down his head and said dully, “I’ll go upstairs to pack up after shower.”

“That’s really bothering you!” Wei Qing suddenly stood up from the sofa and roared coldly, “I hope Mr. Yan can clean up everything tonight, so that I will see your room empty tomorrow morning!”

Yan Chuyang held his breath for a moment. He felt like his heart was being fried in warm oil and his throat was scorched. It took him a long time to spit out his words, “I will leave as early as possible. I have been really bothering you a lot these days, Mr. Wei.”

After saying that, Yan Chuyang walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

He didn’t know how to finish the shower. After a quick shower in a daze, Yan Chuyang wiped his body hastily and went upstairs wearing his bathrobe.

He had to pack up. He must clean up tonight, and leave very early tomorrow morning, before Wei Qing woke up.

He couldn’t let Wei Qing look down upon him anymore.

Moreover, he didn’t want to see Wei Qing before he left, since he was afraid that he would be too timid to leave.

When he packed his things, Yan Chuyang realized that there were only a few things which belonged to him.

The clothes he used to wear were thrown away by Wei Qing. The wardrobe was full of branded clothes Wei Qing bought.

Yan Chuyang didn’t want to take any of those. He only picked the shorts with cartoon patterns and a set of sports suit he had bought, sealed them in a vacuum bag, and threw it into the suitcase.

And then his own books.

He thought it would take him a long time to clean up, but after wandering around the room for about ten minutes and throwing a few books he needed into the suitcase, Yan Chuyang felt that there was nothing to pack up. He then closed the suitcase directly, and zipped it up.

He picked up the suitcase, which was extremely light.

Alas, that was really sad. They had been living together for several months, but it seemed there was nothing they shared that was worth taking away.

It was 5:00 o’clock in the morning.

Yan Chuyang woke up, got dressed, folded the quilt, and walked out with the suitcase.

He left a stack of cash on the bedside table.

It was five hundred and seventy-three yuan, the money he saved to pay the rent to Wei Qing.

When the results of the competition were out, if he could reach the top three of the finals, he would give all his prize money to Wei Qing.

Then, he didn’t owe him anymore.

Yan Chuyang went downstairs lightly. The living room was quiet. Wei Qing should not woke up yet.

When he reached the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned the door handle, and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he was stunned. The delivery boy who was smiling brightly stood at the door, “Good morning. I was supposed to drop the package at your door. I didn’t expect you would get up so early.”

Yan Chuyang frowned, “It’s only 5 o’clock. Do you deliver the package so early?”

“Yes,” The delivery boy grabbed the back of his head and said, “The sunshine is too hot at noon in summer, so everyone wants to finish the deliveries in the morning.”

Yan Chuyang nodded, took the package from the boy, and signed it then he returned the pen to the boy and said, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” After saying that, the delivery boy turned and left.

Yan Chuyang looked down at the package in his hand. When he saw the words “International Comic Exhibition Notification” written on the sealing area, his heart twitched. He clenched his fingers and tore open the package.

As soon as Wei Qing opened his eyes, he quickly got up and went out to look upstairs. When he saw the bedroom door was closed upstairs, his pupils shrunk. Without changing his clothes, he rushed out in order to catch his boy.

When he turned to see the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room, his tensed heart loosed again.

Good, good! He did know that the slacker Yan Chuyang shouldn’t have left so early. He probably hadn’t packed his things yet.

Wei Qing loosened his shoulders and walked to the door quietly. He pulled on the anti-theft bolt, locked safety lock by the way, and changed the password of the door. After confirming that his boy couldn’t leave, he turned around and went into the bathroom.

After freshening up in the bathroem, Wei Qing came out composedly.

Wei Qing wanted to take everything coolly. Didn’t Yan Chuyang say that he was going to leave in the morning?

Fine. Leave or not, it had nothing to do with him. He would never have a try to persuade him to stay .

As long as Yan Chuyang could guess the security door password correctly, unlock the safety lock, and walk out of the house, he could go.

Wei Qing wouldn’t want to keep him, such an ingrate boy who just wanted to soak in a hot spring with another man!

Wei Qing paced over to the sofa, glanced at Yan Chuyang and said coldly, “Aren’t you leaving? Why are you still sitting here?”

Yan Chuyang didn’t reply. He only stared at the table in a daze like a man out of mind.

Wei Qing’s heart tightened. He glanced at the table and saw a small bottle of liquor for cooking, while the boy’s face flushed abnormally.

“You’re drinking again?” Wei Qing suddenly raised his voice and quickly sat down on the sofa. He held the boy’s slender waist and carried him onto his lap. He lifted his shirt and touched his back. After confirming that there was no abnormal temperature rise, he ground his teeth and said, “Drinking liquor in early morning, are you insane?”

“Leave me alone,” Yan Chuyang replied. His eyes flashed and he pushed against Wei Qing’s shoulder. “I remember I bought this bottle of liquor myself. I didn’t use your money.”

“Am I talking about who bought the liquor now?” Wei Qing yelled, “Yan Chuyang, are you looking for a beating?”

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Yan Chuyang pressed his lips tightly; his moist eyes gradually turned red.