Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

167. No Need to Coax Me

Translator: Ahve

Wei Qing was stunned. He only wanted Yan Chuyang by his side, yet he never thought about why.

Then, what was the meaning of their marriage?

They got married because of Wei Dongsheng’s illness at first. Now that they knew Wei Dongsheng was malingering, they should have divorced.

What right did Wei Qing have to restrict Yan Chuyang’s freedom?

The man was silent. Yan Chuyang sighed and reached out to hold his hand, murmuring, “Wei Qing, just calm down, okay? Let’s go to Melbourne tomorrow and get a divorce. We have to end it all. It’s the best for both of us.”

“No!” Wei Qing suddenly shook off his hand with a hint of grimness in his eyes, “You don’t have to coax me. I won’t divorce.”

“But do you think it’s fun?” Yan Chuyang roared, “Why should we keep ourselves stuck in a marriage like this? Wei Qing, you know you don’t love me at all!”

A gleam suddenly showed in Wei Qing’s eyes. He wanted to say something, yet he hesitated.

Then they all got quiet.

After a while, the man said in a deep voice, “Sorry.”

Yan Chuyang felt his heart trembled as if he had been punched in the face, embarrassed and distressed.

“It’s okay.” The boy clenched his fists, whispering, “It’s not a mistake to not like me. You don’t have to apologize. Well, it’s the weekend tomorrow. You’re not busy, right? Remember to get up early and get all the relevant certificates. We’ll go to the airport and then to Melbourne.”

Wei Qing looked tense and didn’t say anything.

Yan Chuyang sighed. He put his arms around the man’s waist and buried his face in his chest, saying softly, “Please. I don’t want to argue anymore. Let’s just get a divorce peacefully.”

“I don’t want to divorce.”

“But we have to.”

“Is it the only choice?”

“Yes.”

After a moment, just as Yan Chuyang was about to end the conversation, Wei Qing held him tightly in his arms for a long time before saying in a depressed voice,

“Alright. If that can make you happy, I will do it.”

After he finished, he let go and went downstairs quickly.

Seeing that the door was closed, Yan Chuyang let out a long sigh and tried his best to hold back tears.

He could neither cry nor grieve now. After all, he was the one who insisted on getting a divorce.

Yan Chuyang got up early the next morning.

Later he sent Wei Qing a text.

“I’m going for a jog, and I’ll have breakfast outside, so you don’t have to cook for me. I have all my relevant certificates needed with me. I’ll wait for you at the airport. Hope you can come over as soon as possible after you pack up.”

Wei Qing got up, put on his clothes and washed up, looking as calm as usual. However, when he saw the two marriage certificates, he finally lost control. He smashed the safe that he used to contain the certificates.

Back then, Yan Chuyang was afraid that the marriage certificates would be broken, so he carefully wrapped them with some delicately-cut paper.

Wei Qing still remembered how much Yan Chuyang cherished these two sheets of paper when they were just married.

But now, he was also the one who desperately wanted to destroy them.

Wei Qing was really confused.

How could the one he truly loved change so quickly?

Could it be that men were really untrustworthy when it came to love?

Though reluctant, Wei Qing still took out all his certificates needed for a divorce and checked the earliest flight to Melbourne, ready to go to the airport.

He didn’t want to make things difficult for Yan Chuyang.

And he would do anything to make the boy happy.

Nothing could change his love for Yan Chuyang, even if they really got divorced. And he didn’t need the two sheets of paper to prove his love. He would never give it up. He would be wherever Yan Chuyang was, stay with him, and love him for the rest of his life.

Sometimes, Wei Qing had to be selfish and possessive. He was madly in love with Yan Chuyang and couldn’t help it at all.

He booked two tickets for a flight which would take off at ten. When he was about to leave, he suddenly received a call.

It was Wei Yuan.

“Hey, brother.”

Wei Qing was in a bad mood, frowning, “What?”

“Emm…” Wei Yuan mumbled.

Wei Qing roared, “Just say it!” Now he suspected that it was Wei Yuan who taught Yan Chuyang to mumble that way.

“Well,” Wei Yuan sighed, “I don’t know if I should tell you about this.”

“What’s going on?” Wei Qing asked impatiently, “About what?”

“About Chuyang.”

Wei Qing’s heart skipped a beat. “Say it!”

“I just received a letter for him.”

“A letter?”

“Yeah, a girl from his college sent it over and said it was from someone else.”

“From who? Did you read it?”

“No name on it, but I did read it.”

“What’s it about?”

“Well…” Wei Yuan hesitated, “Pink paper… heart-shaped, and it says… something quite intimate.”

“It says what?”

“I… I think you’d better read it yourself… ”

“Read it, now!”

“Chuyang, how have you been? I don’t know if you miss me, but I do miss you a lot. It may sound crazy since we just met two days ago. I’ve already gotten used to you being in my line of sight, so I’ll tell you another secret. Actually, from the very beginning of your life here in this university, I’ve always been observing you secretly. I know that you have a lovely blue cup. You often wear white socks and play basketball at five every afternoon. You also like reading, and the last row in the library is always your first choice. When you smile, you’re as warm and charming as an angle. Do you know that? I… ”