Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

70. Heartrending

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Yan Chuyang took a step back because of being beaten and said stubbornly, “Of course, I’m proud. When you were at my age, yours might not be larger than mine!”

Wei Qing’s face darkened right away and he said, “Say it again!”

Seeing his intimidating eyes, Yan Chuyang retreated, but still gritted his teeth and said, “Yours isn’t larger than mine!”

Yan Chuyang took a step back, and Wei Qing took two steps forward and moved closer to him coldly, “Come on! Say it again.”

Yan Chuyang stepped back and said with ferocious eyes, “Yours isn’t larger than mine!”

Wei Qing’s eyes flashed. He didn’t pose any threat this time. He directly took big strides and reached out to hug him.

Seeing his big hand approaching his shoulder, Yan Chuyang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, but behind him was the windowsill. When he slammed against the wall, his arm inevitably touched a pot of butterfly orchid.

The butterfly orchid was hit and fell down from the window to the floor.

“Yan Chuyang!” Wei Qing’s pupils suddenly shrunk and he subconsciously pushed him away. He reached out and caught the butterfly orchid that was about to fall off the windowsill, protecting it firmly in his hand.

Yan Chuyang was not prepared for his pushing, so he walked back to the side and fell on the hard marble floor.

Because he fell sideways, his elbows hit the ground first. The sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard from the elbows, followed by the refreshing pain.

“Hmm…” Yan Chuyang clutched his arm and gritted his teeth with a muffled groan of pain.

He wanted to stand up immediately, but obviously, he overestimated his tolerance. Because of the pain on his elbows, he could only gasp on the ground with a pale face, unable to move at all.

After putting the butterfly orchid back to the windowsill, Wei Qing suddenly saw Yan Chuyang lying on the ground. He squinted, squatted down and held his shoulder. “How are you doing? Where are you hurt? Can you stand up?”

“I’m fine,” Yan Chuyang stood up in cold sweats and shook Wei Qing’s hand away. He took a breath and said, “I just twisted my arm. It’ll be fine in a while.”

After saying that, Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth and stood up shakily with his uninjured hand supported on the ground.

“How can it be?” Wei Qing grabbed his wrist. “You have been sweating. Let me have a look.”

“I’m really fine,” Yan Chuyang shook off his hand again and said calmly.

“Yan Chuyang!”

“Can you stop it?” Yan Chuyang suddenly looked up and roared, his eyes red.

Wei Qing froze and whispered, “What’s wrong with you?”

Yan Chuyang sneered, “What’s wrong with me? Since you think the flowers are more important than me, you don’t have to come over and pretend to care about me.”

Wei Qing’s eyes flashed and he looked at the flower pot beside him with a frown. “That was a subconscious action. I didn’t expect to hurt you.”

‘Subconsciously?’ Yan Chuyang felt thumped in the heart.

‘His words are really heartrending.

In Wei Qing’s heart, the flowers are so important that he will protect them without consideration.

That isn’t correct. How can I say that flowers are important? This butterfly orchid was sent by Shen Shimin. I should say the owner of the flowers is important.

After all, she is Wei Qing’s first love.’

“I’m going upstairs now,” Yan Chuyang looked down feebly. He didn’t want to argue anymore. No matter how much he said, it was just a humiliation.

Wei Qing glanced at his elbow and frowned. “You’re hurt badly. You should go to the doctor.”

“I’m fine,” Yan Chuyang let out a long sigh. He looked up and forced a smile. Then he waved his injured arm and said, “Look, it’s fine. I just felt paralyzed in the arm when my bones were hit.”

“Yan Chuyang.”

“If you don’t believe me, how about I raise a glass of water?”

“I’ll call the family doctor and ask him to check on you.”

“Don’t you understand what I said?” Yan Chuyang walked to the coffee table, raised a glass of water, and waved at Wei Qing. “Look, it’s flexible and vigorous. I don’t need to go to the doctor.”

Then Yan Chuyang put down the glass, walked past Wei Qing and went upstairs. “That’s it. I’m going upstairs. There’s no need to call me for a meal. I’m tired and want to sleep.”

Yan Chuyang walked quickly as if he was running.

When he stepped into the room and slammed the door shut, he could no longer maintain the calmness on his face. He slid down the door with a ferocious look and scolded, baring his teeth and touching his elbow. “Wei Qing, you’re a bastard!”

‘It hurts as hell!‘

Then his eyes darkened.

Yan Chuyang shook his head, quickly stood up from the ground and fell on the bed.

His arm was dislocated. Because the bones on the elbow were fragile, the disintegration of bones was extremely painful after the arm was slammed heavily on the ground. He also picked up a glass of water later, which made his wound worse. The moment he got upstairs, he felt relaxed and fainted in a daze out of pain.

When he woke up, Yan Chuyang smelled the bitter taste of ointment. His left hand, which had trembled in pain, calmed down. He subconsciously looked at his injured arm and realized that his left hand had been bandaged and put in a splint.

He let out a long breath and felt depressed.

’If you don’t like me, just ignore me. This kind of warmness has nothing to with love. When will you stop deceiving me?

Do you really want me to be trapped so deeply that I can’t leave you?’

There was a soft breathing sound in his ear. Yan Chuyang turned to the right and saw Wei Qing sitting in front of the bed with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning against the bedside table, his eyes slightly shut.

He had been guarding Yan Chuyang, but he fell asleep because of fatigue.

His facial features were impressive, his eyebrows were handsome and his nose was high. Even if he was asleep, he looked extremely handsome.

After staring blankly for a while, Yan Chuyang couldn’t hold it back. He raised his hand and started to touch Wei Qing’s waist, then the knuckles of his elbow and his long fingers. Then, he touched his tough, unsmooth and good-looking chin.

His chin always seemed to be prickly, and no matter how clean-shaven it was, his face would be scratched when he kissed him.