Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

83. Will They Really Get Back?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Yan Chuyang,” Wei Qing suddenly interrupted Shen Shimin who was inmmersed in their memories and turned to look at the person standing beside them.

“Ah?” Yan Chuyang was startled. His mind had gone somewhere else. He was exhausted today. Listening to Shen Shimin gushing about their past, he became sleepy. Now he was shocked by Wei Qing’s sudden shout.

Wei Qing waved at him, “Come here.”

Yan Chuyang frowned, “What do you want?” ‘Just recall the wonderful past with your ex-girlfriend. Why do you call me?’

“Come here,” Wei Qing repeated.

Yan Chuyang snorted and walked slowly to Wei Qing’s side while pinching the sides of his pants.

Wei Qing frowned and picked up the white suit coat on the back of the chair. Then he draped it around Yan Chuyang’s shoulder and said, “How can you just wear a shirt on such a day? Is it so hot that you took off your coat when you got off the stage?”

Yan Chuyang pouted, stretched his arm out and put on the coat, “There are so many lights and cameras on the stage. I have sweated after walking around the stage.”

Wei Qing raised his hand and rubbed Yan Chuyang’s fair forehead, sneering, “I think that it’s not hot sweat, but cold sweat, right? Just because of raising your hand to block the light, you were so frightened that you didn’t dare to move. Can you be braver?”

His mention of it irritated Yan Chuyang.

“Wei Qing!” Yan Chuyang glared at him with his dark eyes and gritted his teeth. “You said that I could tell you in the walkie-talkie if there is something wrong, and you would help me solve it.”

Wei Qing snorted, “But I didn’t expect that you would be so stupid. Just because others were discussing you, you were so scared that you could not move.”

“I wasn’t scared!” Yan Chuyang raised his voice, “I just don’t know if I’ll let others take photos or turn around and leave immediately.”

“Of course let them continue taking photos,” Wei Qing said, “No matter what happens, you can’t just turn around and leave immediately. You have to finish the show.”

“Wei Qing,” Shen Shimin, who was eager to seek for attention, interrupted with a smile, “Don’t be so demanding of Mr. Yan. After all, he’s not a professional model and he’s young, so he will definitely be more flustered when something happens to him.”

“I wasn’t flustered,” Yan Chuyang’s jaw tightened and he whispered, “I was just angry because of you two.”

‘When I was on the stage, they looked at each other affectionately and didn’t care about my feelings at all.’

“What are you mumbling about?”

“Nothing,” Yan Chuyang looked down, “I’m just sleepy. I’m tired and want to go home.”

“I see,” Wei Qing replied. He took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Yan Chuyang. “Wait for me in the car. I’ll go out later.”

Yan Chuyang took the key. After a while, he looked up and said, “Is there anything else you need to deal with? If so, I won’t take your car.”

‘Perhaps they also want to find a place to have a good talk. If I join them, such a wonderful scene will be disturbed.’

Shen Shimin rolled her eyes and hurriedly said, “Wei Qing, we haven’t seen each other for so many years. Do you want to find a place to have a drink with me?”

“No need,” Wei Qing turned to Yan Chuyang and said, “I’m not available today. I have to send him home.”

Shen Shimin’s expression froze for a moment before she smiled. “You can let him drive your car home. I also have a car parked outside. If we go to a bar, you can drive mine.”

“I’m not going today,” Wei Qing shook his head. “I’m worried about his driving skill.”

Yan Chuyang looked serious and frowned, “Why are you worried? Don’t you think I can drive? I have a driver’s license.”

Shen Shimin loosened up her shoulders and thought that Yan Chuyang was quite sensible, so she quickly added, “Yes, Chuyang knows how to drive. Don’t worry about him.”

Wei Qing looked up at Shen Shimin and said softly, “Let’s have a drink another day. He is often careless. I’m afraid he’ll scrape my car on the way.”

Yan Chuyang snorted, “Can you not underestimate me?”

Wei Qing looked up impatiently, “Aren’t you sleepy? Why are you still standing here? Go back to the car to sleep!”

Yan Chuyang’s expression changed and he turned to leave with his lips pursed.

He scolded in his heart as he walked. ‘Damn you! I even don’t want to see your intimate behaviors. I feel annoyed even if you aren’t bored with it! Don’t you just think I disturb you two? A sanctimonious man!’

Getting out of the company gate with bright lights, Yan Chuyang realized that the sky was dark. He had stayed in the company for a day unwittingly.

Yan Chuyang opened the car and got into the car. Then he raised the temperature of the warm wind in the car and started sleeping against the car window.

Sleeping was the best way to escape in the world. There was no need to think when he was sleeping.

But there was so much going on in his mind that he couldn’t fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the image that Shen Shimin shily ran over to Wei Qing and kissed his side face when she saw him flashed in his mind.

He saw it clearly at the time. Wei Qing was a little surprised but he didn’t avoid her kiss, which meant that he didn’t reject it.

‘I made great efforts to let Wei Qing accept my kiss back then, such as forcing him through the contract and coaxing him. After half a month, he finally got used to my kisses.

But Shen Shimin can kiss him at will and is free of fear.

Wei Qing, of course, won’t reject her kiss. Shen Shimin is a beautiful girl and even his first love.

With so many merits, no one will refuse her.’

Yan Chuyang felt more and more heartbroken as he thought about it. He bumped his head onto the car window again and again with a blanket in his arms.

‘What are they doing right now? Are they telling with tears that they have been missing each other, hugging together and flirting with each other sweetly, or discussing their marriage plan?’

Yan Chuyang kept checking the time. He came out at half past six. It was already half past seven now. It was enough for them to have sex, let along tell their stories.

Yan Chuyang clenched his pants tightly, his heart aching. ‘It looks like they are really going to get back…’