Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

49. Would You Like to Watch My Performance?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Why did he remember that he just pecked Wei Qing’s lips once? Plus Wei Qing gave him a French kiss once, and then pressed him down to kiss him once again.

Wei Qing replied impatiently, “You are not good at calculating. Don’t bother to record this later. What I said is always right.”

“Alright,” Yan Chuyang lowered his hand decadently, turned around and walked forward. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, “I almost forgot to tell you something very important.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Our club will hold a stage play tomorrow night. The members will cosplay of various anime characters. Would you like to watch it? ”

Wei Qing shook his head with no interest, “I’m not interested in ACG.”

“Please,” Yan Chuyang raised an eyebrow and said, “Anyway, tomorrow is weekend and you don’t have to work. ”

“No,” Wei Qing leaned back against the back of his chair and said arrogantly, “What’s so good about a stage play held by some brats? It must be very boring. I’m afraid I’ll fall asleep.”

“We’re all professionals. Please go and watch it. What if you like it?”

“No!” Wei Qing took a magazine randomly from the coffee table and looked through it. “I’d rather work overtime at home than waste time watching the play.”

“Alright then,” Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes in disappointment and sighed, “Actually, I also played a role in the play. I wish you can go to see it. Forget it if you don’t go.”

Then, the boy ran to the kitchen to find food without looking back.

The living room fell silent.

Wei Qing paused with the book in his hand and fixed his eyes on the magazine. But after reading it for a while, his thoughts started to drift out.

‘What role will Yan Chuyang play? Is he simpleminded and as cute as a kitten on the stage just like what he is like in daily life?’

No, no. He won’t go to watch the play. Why did he think about this?

Wei Qing shook his head, regained his presence of mind, and focused on the finance magazine in his hand. He carefully looked through the magazine for a little while and closed it fiercely, frowned and had some thoughts.

‘Actually, I can go to see the play. Tomorrow is the weekend, and work is over. I should find a place to let my thoughts go and relax, so that I can devote myself to a new round of work full of spirit and energy.’

NO, no. That’s not right.

Wei Qing closed the book abruptly, threw it on the coffee table with a snap, and had some thoughts with his arms folded across his chest.

‘He had already said that he won’t go to watch the play, so he definitely wouldn’t go. What a shame if he goes back on his word.’

‘Forget it. I am not going. I am definitely not going.’

It was on the next night.

After turning back and forth several times at the entrance of the theater, Wei Qing finally couldn’t help but leaned in front of the security guard and said, “Mr. Guard, I was really invited. But I came out in a hurry today and forgot to bring my ticket.”

The security guard was businesslike. He shook his head and said, “Sir, this is a school event. If you are not a student of this school or are not invited to participate, you cannot enter the school theater.”

“I really have been invited,” Wei Qing frowned anxiously, walked to a stage play poster at the entrance of the theater and said, “Look at the name at the bottom of this poster who planned, and the actor Yan Chuyang. This is my brother. My brother will give a performance. How could he not invite me?”

The security guard shrugged helplessly. “I’m really sorry, sir. Public business affairs should be strictly managed. If you don’t have a ticket, we can’t let you in even if your wife is performing in the school theater. ”

Wei Qing let out a long sigh. He pinched his waist and turned around the gate a few times. When he was thinking about whether to throw off his airs and call Yan Chuyang to come out to pick him up, he suddenly ran into someone head on.

“Mr. Wei?” After shouting in surprise, Song Huaiqi hurriedly reached out and smiled. “Are you here to watch Chuyang’s performance, too?”

Wei Qing was stunned and then backed away a few steps. He glanced down at the invitation letter in Song Huaiqi’s hand, and said emotionlessly, “Yan Chuyang invites you to watch the stage play?”

Seeing that Wei Qing did not reach out, Song Huaiqi lowered his hand embarrassedly and smiled, “Yes, he has been busy with this for a long time. I also want to see the results of their club’s preparation for more than half a month.”

Wei Qing nodded and replied expressionlessly, “That’s good.”

Song Huaiqi smiled and turned to hand the invitation letter to the security guard beside him. Just as he was about to enter, he turned his head and asked Wei Qing with confusion, “Mr. Wei? Don’t you go in? There were ten minutes left before the stage play started.

Wei Qing’s eyes flashed, he looked at the sky and said, “I… I’ll be outside for a while. I’ll go in later.”

“This gentleman was not invited,” the security guard said frankly, “He came by himself. He has no invitation letter.”

“No!” Wei Qing quickly retorted.

Song Huaiqi was stunned and shook his head. “How is that possible? Mr. Wei is the cousin of the mastermind of this stage play. He must have been invited here. There is a misunderstanding.”

The security guard shook his head. “Whether there is a misunderstanding or not, he has no invitation letter. He definitely cannot enter.”

“Then I’ll give it for him,” Song Huaiqi suddenly took out an invitation letter from his pocket, “This gentleman is with me.”

Looking at the red invitation letter, Wei Qing said with embarrassment. “Yan Chuyang gave you two?”

Song Huai stunned and said with a smile， “Yes. Chuyang is very cautious and cute. He was afraid that I might be too busy to lose the invitation letter, so he gave me two.”

Song Huaiqi lied. Yan Chuyang only gave him one invitation letter. The other one, was given by the school because of his identity of a sponsor of the stage play. But for some reason or other, facing Wei Qing’s questioning, Song Huaiqi just wanted to tell lies to show his closeness with Yan Chuyang.

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened and he said solemnly, “It sounds like you are on good terms with Yan Chuyang. ”

“Of course,” Song Huaiqi said in a gentle tone, “Chuyang is my junior schoolmate. His character is simple and straightforward, and I am willing to be close to him.”

Wei Qing clenched his hands on the sides of his legs. After a while, He chuckled and said, “Actually… Yan Chuyang pretended to be obedient in front of unfamiliar people.” After saying that, he stepped into the stage venue, leaving Song Huaiqi alone to think about his words.

The play was about to start. The lights in the theater were out, and the audience was quiet.

Wei Qing picked a seat in the last row and sat quietly.