Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

54. Cousins without Bloodline

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

As Yan Chuyang was angry, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Wei Qing squinted and leaned over to the boy’s ear. “Yan Chuyang, your phone is ringing.”

Yan Chuyang scratched his ears, leaned against the window with his eyes closed. He said in a daze, “Help me pick it up…”

Wei Qing took his phone out of his pocket and clicked on the screen, only to find that it wasn’t a call but a text message.

From: Song Huaiqi.

Wei Qing fought down the impulse to throw his phone out of the window and clicked on the message.

“Chuyang, today your stage drama is very interesting. You performed very well. Congratulations. Are you free tonight? If you have time, can you come out and have a meal with me to celebrate it?

Wei Qing let out a long sigh and called Song Huaiqi.

It was connected soon. Song Huaiqi was pleasantly surprised, “Chuyang? I thought you were busy now, so I didn’t dare to call you. You… ”

“I’m Wei Qing,” the man interrupted him calmly.

“Oh…” Song Huaiqi frowned and asked, “Why are you having Chuyang’s phone?”

Wei Qing turned his head, stared at Yan Chuyang’s face, raised his hand to touch his lashes, and said in a low voice, “He’s asleep. He was busy with the stage drama today. He seems worn out.”

There was no response on the other end of the phone. After a long time, Song Huaiqi asked, “Do you have anything to say? Why did you call me on his phone?

Wei Qing smiled, “Nothing. I just want to tell you that he’s going to bed in a while. He doesn’t have time to go out for dinner with you.”

Song Huaiqi raised his voice volume, “Do you two live together?”

“Yes,” Wei Qing leaned closer to Yan Chuyang’s face and kissed the tip of his nose. “He’s sleeping in my bed now.”

Song Huaiqi looked ferocious and said in a serious voice, “Aren’t you cousins?”

“Yes,” Wei Qing chuckled. “We’re cousins, the kind without bloodline.”

“Without bloodline?”

“Yes,” Wei Qing jokingly said, “Because we are not related by blood, I can do anything to him. Just like now, when he’s lying on my bed, I can…”

“Wei Qing!”

When he heard his angry voice, the rage in Wei Qing’s heart dissipated a little. He said lightly, “I’ve got to go now. I think he’s about to wake up.”

Then, Wei Qing ignored the angry roar on the other end of the phone and hung up.

Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief and clicked the phone a few times. After blacklisting Song Huaiqi’s phone number, he put the phone back into Yan Chuyang’s pocket.

Then, his bad mood was finally relieved a little.

Wei Qing turned his head, gently pinched Yan Chuyang’s face and whispered, “You can’t blame me. As your brother, I have the responsibility to help you get rid of the perverts around you. I’m doing it for your good.”

Yan Chuyang twisted his face because of feeling uncomfortable.

“Well,” Wei Qing leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. “I won’t disturb you anymore. Have a good sleep.”

Since the stage drama had been over, Wei Yuan held a club dinner to reward the club members for their hard work for a month.

Initially, Yan Chuyang didn’t want to go because there was less than a month before the anime expo game. He was busy with practicing every day.

However, he was the president of the anime club, so he had to attend the dinner party, otherwise the others would be unhappy. In addition, Wei Yuan kept nagging in his ear, so Yan Chuyang agreed.

At seven in the evening, Wei Qing worked overtime and didn’t go home.

Yan Chuyang looked at the wardrobe for a long time and chose his own clothes from under the cupboard.

What Wei Qing bought him were all name-brand clothes. There were many people at the party, so he didn’t want to wear such a noticeable outfit to get himself wrong.

The dinner party was held in a medium-sized restaurant. The comers were all students and would not afford to spend so much, so it was a Dutch treatment.

However, to Yan Chuyang’s surprise, Song Huaiqi also attended the dinner party.

“President, come here!” Little You waved at him happily, “Sit by my side!”

Yan Chuyang walked over and sat next to Little You. Song Huaiqi was on his right hand. He turned to greet him, but Song Huaiqi looked calm and focused on eating with his head down as if he hadn’t seen him.

Yan Chuyang didn’t have the guts to speak to him, but smiled embarrassedly and started to chat with the rest.

They were all students of 17 or 18 years old, so they talked about school trifles. Now and then, they burst into laughter at the table, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

However, Yan Chuyang always felt awkward somehow, not because of joking with others, but because of Song Huaiqi sitting next to him!

Song Huaiqi didn’t say anything or smile. He just sat beside him, eating without even looking up.

After a long while, Yan Chuyang was forced to stand up to sing. He was shy. After singing a song, he excused to go to the toilet and escaped from the private room.

After washing his face in the bathroom to refresh himself, Yan Chuyang went out and bumped into Song Huaiqi standing at the door.

“Ah!” Yan Chuyang retreated in shock. After clearly seeing the person in front of him, he lowered his head and apologized, “Song Huaiqi, I’m sorry. I drank too much and didn’t see you.”

Song Huaiqi didn’t say anything but calmly walked past him.

Yan Chuyang felt strange and frowned. ‘Song Huaiqi is never so rude. What happened to him today?’ But he didn’t think much about it. He just felt that Song Huaiqi was in a bad mood and didn’t want to talk with him.

When he heard someone calling him in the private room, Yan Chuyang walked forward, but after taking two steps, he was stopped by the call of the person behind him.

“Yan Chuyang.”

“Hmm?” Yan Chuyang stopped and turned to look at him. “Song Huaiqi, what’s up?”

Song Huaiqi turned around and exhaled. He stared at him for a long time before asking with difficulty,

“What’s your relationship with… Wei Qing?”

Yan Chuyang was stunned and scratched his neck. “We’re cousins. I remember that I told you before.”

“Aren’t you related by blood, are you?” Song Huaiqi suddenly asked.

Yan Chuyang frowned and asked suspiciously, “Did you hear anything from others?”