Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

152. Are You Waiting for Compliments?

Translator: Jenny

Yan Chuyang stood up excitedly from the chair. He had to be quick and not let others wait.

But when he stood up, he saw the food on the table. He then sat down again.

The food was cooked by Wei Qing for him, and it was delicious. What a pity if he threw it away without taking a few bites.

Yan Chuyang then picked up the chopsticks, and quickly finished up his favorite dish, the braised prawns. After taking a few sips of soup, he packed up the food and threw it into the trash bin.

After taking a quick wash in the bathroom, Yan Chuyang went out.

“This is the bonus,” Fang Zheyu handed over a bank card seriously.

“Ah?” Yan Chuyang smiled awkwardly, “Giving me money right away? I’m a little nervous.”

Fang Zheyu shook his head and smiled, “No need to be nervous. Mr. Yan, your work win it, so you deserve this bonus.”

Yan Chuyang took a deep breath and picked up the card from the table. He asked with eyes sparking, “How much is the bonus?”

“It’s 2.73 million yuan after tax.”

“Ahem,” Yan Chuyang coughed in disguise, and raised his head in disbelief. “But as far as I know, the bonus for the first prize of the comic contest is only a little more than one million yuan?”

“It’s true,” Fang Zheyu pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and said calmly,” In fact, an investor of the competition has a very favorable feeling on your work. He really appreciates your talents, so when he found you were eliminated from the top three, he was very regretful. He then specially issued a special award for you, and all your reward is funded by himself.”

“Ah?” Yan Chuyang looked down at the card in his hand and said hesitantly, “In other words, it’s your investor who gave me this bonus personally?”

“Uh…” Fang Zheyu thought for a while and said, “You can say that.”

“That’s a bit inappropriate,” Yan Chuyang frowned and pushed the card back. “I don’t think I can take the bonus. If the investor appreciates my work, then it’s my honore to be friends with him. But I can’t accept such a huge bonus at ease.”

“There’s nothing unacceptable,” Fang Zheyu frowned and pushed the card back to Yan Chuyang again. “Mr. Yamashita thinks this bonus is not enough. According to the rules, the competition works should be returned to the contestants after the rating, but he really likes your work, therefore, without your permission, he had already gave your work “First Love” to his wife as a present. He was very sorry for that, so he asked you please to accept the bonus, Mr, Yan.”

Yan Chuyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes widened, “Mr…. Yamashita?”

“Yes, it’s the Japanese comics master, Hikaru Yamashita.”

“Bang!” Yan Chuyang suddenly stood up from his chair and handed the card to Fang Zheyu with both hands, “Mr. Fang, please give the money back to him! Mr. Hikaru Yamashita has been my idol ever since I was a little kid. I grew up watching his comics. If he likes my painting, I’ll give it to him directly. Please don’t give me any money.”

“I am sorry I can’t do that,” Fang Zheyu stood up with a smile. “It’s my task to bring the bonus to you. Mr. Yamashita said the bonus is the price to buy your work. He won’t take it back.”

Yan Chuyang sighed and looked at the card awkwardly. After a while, he looked up appealingly, “Can I meet Mr. Yamashita? Could you please tell him that I don’t want the money? I’d prefer to have a chance to meet him.”

Fang Zheyu smiled and pushed up his glasses again, and said, “This is the other task for me today.” He then took out an offer from his briefcase and handed it to Yan Chuyang. “Mr. Yamashita likes your painting style very much. He currently has an independent comics studio in Japan, and it’s in need of artists. So Mr. Yan, are interested in working with him in Japan now?”

Yan Chuyang was stunned. After a long silence, he looked at the offer and said, “But… I’m still a student now.”

“It won’t affect your completion of your studies. Mr. Yamashita said that you can start an internship there for half a year. When the internship is over, you can go back to continue your study until graduate.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart was tight, his eyes flashed and he murmured, “Half a year…”

“Yes, because he will not be busy for his half year, he can work together with you and offer you some advice in professional fields.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart skipped a beat again.

Working with Mr. Hikaru Yamashita and becoming a student of him were something that he didn’t even dare to dream of. He couldn’t believe that today he would have realized both of his dreams.

“Mr. Yan?” Fang Zheyu looked at Yan Chuyang standing stunned beside him. He raised his voice and pushed the offer forward.

Yan Chuyang’s mind came back. He carefully picked up the offer letter.

Fang Zheyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, “If you agree to work in Japan, give me a call in two days. We will help you with the plane ticket and the arrangements for you to go abroad.”

“Hmm,” replied Yan Chuyang and said in a misty sense, “Please give me… some time… to think about it… I’ll… call you then…”

Fang Zheyu nodded. “We’ll respect your own wills.”

At eight o’clock in the evening, Wei Qing got home. Once he stepped into the room, He felt there was something unusual. Yan Chuyang was usually playing games with his phone on the sofa, or drawing with a wooden board, or lying on the sofa to prepare for his final exams at this time before. But today, he saw him sitting on the sofa with his back straight, staring at the television in front of him, watching the cartoon “Weslie” absent-mindedly.

That was weird.

As Wei Qing changed his shoes, he looked at the boy’s straight back and his heart tightened.

Yan Chuyang was usually very lazy. Whenever he got home, he always lay on the sofa on in bed as if he hadn’t got bones. He was either leaning there or lying there. He was just the one who believed sitting was more comfortable than standing, and lying was more comfortable than sitting.

What was going on today? Why was he sitting so straight? Waiting for compliments?