Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

182. He Doesn’t Want to Admit

Translator: JoyceYin

“I can,” Yan Chuyang lowered his head and said, “I used to live alone in a rental room. I could get used to it before, so can I now.”

Wei Qing sighed and looked at Yan Chuyang’s pale face. He couldn’t bear to argue with him anymore. He could only compromise and whisper, “Alright. If you really want to go back to live, then go.”

Yan Chuyang nodded and turned to Song Huaiqi. “Senior, if you don’t have anything else to say, I’ll go back and rest first. I’m a little tired.”

Song Huaiqi nodded quickly. “Okay, do you want me to send you back?”

“No need,” Yan Chuyang waved his hand and said, “I’ll take a taxi.”

After he finished speaking, Yan Chuyang looked to the roadside. A taxi happened to pass by. He waved his hand and the taxi stopped in front of him. He looked at Song Huaiqi. “Senior, I gotta go. Bye.”

Song Huaiqi replied, “Take care.”

Yan Chuyang walked forward to get in the taxi, but Wei Qing grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

Yan Chuyang looked back impatiently and asked, “What’s up now?”

Wei Qing sighed, “Do you really want to leave?”

“Yes!”

“I can’t bear to let you sleep alone in the rental room.”

“Huh!” Yan Chuyang sneered and shook off Wei Qing’s hand. “You cannot bear to sleep alone, but you can bear to watch me be bullied on the stage alone, right?”

Wei Qing was stunned. Yan Chuyang took the chance to turn around and open the car door.

“Yan Chuyang!” Wei Qing held Yan Chuyang’s hand immediately, “I can’t bear to part with you.”

When Yan Chuyang saw Wei Qing’s earnest eyes, his heart suddenly softened. However, when he thought about what happened on the stage, he felt himself was doused with cold water. He woke up instantly.

“Let go!” Yan Chuyang shook off Wei Qing’s hand and hurriedly got into the car. He stared ahead and shouted to the driver, “Hurry! Drive the car away!”

He was afraid that he would be softened up by Wei Qing again and go back with Wei Qing if he stayed a little longer.

As long as Wei Qing said nice things to him, he could not bear to get angry with him.

The taxi sped away.

The gentleness on Wei Qing’s face disappeared as Yan Chuyang left.

Song Huaiqi stood next to him and shook his head, sighing, “Mr. Wei, can you still be more shameless?”

Song Huaiqi thought to himself, “You said that you could not bear to part with Yan Chuyang and that you were worried about him.”

“You pulled his arm and tried to coax him. Are you going to cry in front of him next?”

“How thick-faced you are.”

Wei Qing straightened his collar and turned around calmly. He waved his palm at Song Huaiqi and snorted, “Mr. Song, you have dignity. but the last person to hold Yan Chuyang’s hands will be me.”

Shock choked Song Huaiqi’s words. He shook his head speechlessly, “Wei Qing, what kind of person are you?”

How could he be so shameless?

Was the man in front of him really Wei Qing, the gentleman in Song City?

Wei Qing dropped his hands and looked at Song Huaiqi, saying, “Give up. You’re Chuyang’s friend, so I don’t want to deal with you. But if you get close to my boyfriend again and again, I will probably become your commercial competitor.”

Song Huaiqi’s heart sank instantly.

This was the worst result he had ever thought of.

Although Song Huaiqi was unwilling to admit it, Wei Qing had a much wider range of businesses in Song City and much more money than him. In addition, Wei Qing had many connections in Song City. Maybe some businessmen did not know Song Huaiqi, but everyone knew Wei Qing.

It would be very easy for Wei Qing, who was more powerful than him, to deal with him.

Fighting against Wei Qing was definitely the worst outcome and Song Huaiqi admitted that.

Seeing Song Huaiqi keep silent, Wei Qing shrugged. “Think about it, but I won’t give you much time. I’ll give you just one night. From tomorrow onwards, if I see you are very close to Yan Chuyang, don’t blame me for dealing with you. After all, you also understand that we can’t be merciful to our competitors when doing business.”

After saying that, Wei Qing turned and walked to the parking lot nearby.

“Wait,” Song Huaiqi shouted behind him, “You care about him, but why were you so indifferent to him at the theatre?” Song Huaiqi thought to himself, “Are you schizophrenic?”

Wei Qing kept silent for two seconds.

Just as Song Huaiqi thought he wouldn’t answer, Wei Qing sighed, “I want him to walk up to me. I was sitting there. He could have come and held my hand.”

Wei Qing had waited for a long time. Since those photos were released and Yan Chuyang admitted that he was gay, Wei Qing had been pretending to be indifferent and waiting for Yan Chuyang’s reaction.

He wanted Yan Chuyang to get off the stage and walk over to him. He expected Yan Chuyang to hold his hand, walk to the stage, and say to everyone,

“Look, the person in the photo is him.”

“He is not my boyfriend. He is my husband. We got married on March 12th this year. The Marriage Certificate is at home. I will show you later.”

But Yan Chuyang didn’t do that.

He did nothing.

He just stood on stage and was wronged by everyone.

Wei Qing sat offstage and watched Yan Chuyang’s pale face. His heart ached.

However, he didn’t move. He tried his best to force himself to sit there. He wanted to see how important he was to Yan Chuyang.

He wanted to know whether Yan Chuyang would introduce him to his classmates, friends, and even his teacher in public.

However, Wei Qing was disappointed. Yan Chuyang would rather be bullied by the bastard named Lu Haolin and even be forced to fight than come over to hold his hand. He even remained silent when the principal asked him to call his boyfriend.

When he saw that Yan Chuyang was holding his phone in his hand, Wei Qing was so nervous that his heart was in his mouth.

He had already thought about it. It was fine if Yan Chuyang didn’t come to hold his hand. As long as Yan Chuyang called him and his phone rang, he would immediately rush to the stage and kiss Yan Chuyang. He would save Yan Chuyang and take him home.

However, Yan Chuyang didn’t call him. Yan Chuyang had no intention of calling him at all.

Wei Qing knew that Yan Chuyang did not want to admit that he was his husband at that moment.