68. I Don’t Pester Him!

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

This sentence cut Yan Chuyang to the quick. His face instantly flushed and he stammered, “Who… who sticks to him? Who likes him? I am not! I go there for work, for money!”

Seeing the determination on his face, Shen Shimin relaxed her shoulders. “Then I’m relieved. I’m not afraid that Wei Qing will be interested in you, but just that some people don’t know their place and stick to him because of his excellence.”

Yan Chuyang looked away and snorted, “I don’t pester him.”

Shen Shimin replied with a sigh of relief, “Then I misunderstood you. Take it as if I haven’t been here today. Just forget what I said and don’t speak it out.”

Yan Chuyang frowned impatiently, “Don’t worry. I don’t have so much time to talk about these things that have nothing to do with me.”

Shen Shimin nodded. “That’s good.” Then she raised her hand to tidy up her hair and said, “It’s getting late. I’m leaving now.”

Yan Chuyang forced himself to stay calm, “Bye.”

Shen Shimin smiled and went out in her high heels. When she walked to his side, she suddenly stopped and squinted.

“Mr. Yan, after all, you live together with Wei Qing. I have something to tell you. You’ve met Wei Qing for a short time, so you don’t know him well. He has been laughed at since he was young. Because his daddy was gay, he was called a perverted son. So, he extremely hates the word “gay”. No matter what, I advise you to keep a distance from him. This is for your own good.”

Yan Chuyang’s body shook and his jaw tightened after a long silence, “You think too much. He is just my boss, and he is unlikely to take a fancy to me.”

Shen Shimin smiled. “I believe you and him. I said those just to warn you.”

Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth, “It’s unnecessary.”

Shen Shimin smiled and mumbled with her eyes dimming, “I hope so…” Then she walked out without looking back.

The moment Shen Shimin left the dormitory, Wei Yuan rushed to the balcony.

“Are you alright?” Wei Yuan pulled Yan Chuyang’s arm and looked him up and down. “That woman didn’t insult you or hit you, did she?” Perhaps because he knew Shen Shimin had cheated on Wei Qing, Wei Yuan had a bad impression of her.

“How is that possible?” Yan Chuyang shook off Wei Yuan’s arm and looked at the distance blankly with his hand holding the railing. “Miss Shen looks gentle and elegant. How could she beat me?”

Wei Yuan also leaned over, held the railing, and looked suspiciously at his side face. “Didn’t she insult you or hit you? Then why are you so depressed?”

Yan Chuyang’s eyes flashed and he stared at the sun setting in the distance. “Wei Yuan, Wei Qing and I can’t be together, right?”

Wei Yuan was stunned and hurriedly said, “No. You’re already married, and you live together…”

“But that’s a fake marriage,” Yan Chuyang turned his head and interrupted him.

Wei Yuan fell silent. After a while, he said, “No matter what, you two live together now.”

“Wei Yuan,” Yan Chuyang stared at his dodging eyes and said word by word, “Did you know that we can’t be together at the very beginning?”

“Of course not!” Wei Yuan stuttered, “You… you and my cousin got married for I set you two up. I think you still have a chance…”

“Tell me the truth!” Yan Chuyang interrupted him impatiently, “At least for the sake of us growing up together since childhood.”

Wei Yuan looked down and was silent for a long time before he sighed. “Actually, I indeed didn’t think you could be together. Or I think, from the very beginning, it was your unrequited love.”

“Why?”

Wei Yuan looked up and said faintly, “You also know my cousin doesn’t like men, or he has an innate rejection towards the word ‘homosexual’. I will never forget that when he was seventeen years old, he was touched by a lewd man in a bar, and then he caught him and broke off one of his fingers…”

Yan Chuyang’s shoulders trembled. He looked down and murmured, “Break off… So, he hates it so much?”

“Yeah,” Wei Yuan sighed, “Actually, my cousin becomes like this all because of my uncle who only cares about himself and is too selfish. When I was in primary school, Wei Qing and I were in the same class. In a parents’ meeting at the end of the term, my uncle brought his lover there, saying in front of the children of the whole class that Zhuo Zhanheng was Wei Qing’s father and he was Wei Qing’s mother. As a result, every child knew he was the son of two perverted men. Since then, I have never seen my cousin played with other children. Every time a collective activity was held, he was excluded.”

Yan Chuyang’s eyes turned red and he said in a hoarse voice, “No wonder he is so dissocial now.”

Wei Yuan sighed and turned around with his back against the railing. “Maybe the destiny makes fools of him. Actually, I can understand. It’s reasonable for him, who was born in such a family and has been despised by others since he was young, to be unable to accept homosexuality.”

“Yeah,” Yan Chuyang murmured, “I can also understand.”

Seeing his pale side face, Wei Yuan said with hesitation, “Chuyang, If… If you were a woman, it would be fine.”

Yan Chuyang laughed and said sadly, “But I’m not a woman. I’m a man, so Wei Qing won’t like me, right?”

“Chuyang…”

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and rubbed the rusty marks on the iron railing as he muttered, “So, you’ve always treated me as an idiot. You knew that my efforts were useless, but you didn’t tell me for my good, and just stood aside and helplessly saw my laughable efforts.”

“Of course not!” Wei Yuan looked up anxiously. “I just don’t know how to tell you. To be honest, I didn’t take it seriously when you said you liked my cousin. After all, you were only a teenager. I thought that you were young and you did that out of impulse.”

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