Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

37. A Big Problem was Solved

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Wei Qing let out a long sigh, then paced back and forth in the kitchen with his hands on his waist anxiously. He couldn’t straighten out his thoughts now, and he didn’t know how to go out to face Yan Chuyang. He was spinning nonstop, and the phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.

He took out his mobile phone and said impatiently, “Hello?”

“Cousin,” the voice of Wei Yuan came from the phone. He might be outside because there were still some car horns.

“What?”

“Is Yan Chuyang here? Ask him to answer the phone.”

Wei Qing clicked his tongue, “He is taking a shower. It is not convenient for him to answer the phone.”

“Then tell him that I put a pack of pecans in his backpack when he finishes the shower.”

Wei Qing frowned, “Why did you give him that?”

Wei Yuan was startled and said, “He likes pecans very much. But he is a bit stingy, and he couldn’t bear to spend money on it, so I bought him a pack.”

Wei Qing was very dissatisfied: “How do you know that he likes to eat this? And he is married to me now. If he wants to eat pecans, I can buy him a truckload of it. It’s none of your business.”

Wei Yuan’s scalp tightened when he was questioned, and he quickly defended himself.

“Cousin, please don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean anything else. I regard Yan Chuyang as my younger brother. He’s two months younger than me, and his family members are not here with him. He is a little innocent, so sometimes I will care about him. But I definitely only treat him as my family member. If I like him, this is equivalent to incest. I would by no means do such abnormal thing.

Hearing Wei Yuan’s grave words, Wei Qing’s expression looked a little better, but his voice was still very serious, and he said, “You know that he is two months younger than you? It seems that you know him very well.”

Wei Yuan was frightened by the his questioning tone. Then he chuckled and said,

“Cousin, please don’t scare me. There is a clear proof of my relationship with Yan Chuyang. We are buddies. You also know that brotherhood will never change between men, and neither of us will…”

“Wait,” Wei Qing suddenly interrupted him and squinted, “What did you just say?”

Wei Yuan’s face froze, “What did I just say?”

“It’s the part of the brotherhood.”

“There is a clear proof of my relationship with Yan Chuyang?”

“Next sentence.”

“We are buddies. You also know that…”

“Next sentence.”

“Brotherhood will never change between men.”

Wei Qing’s eyes lit up suddenly, “Very good!”

Wei Yuan was startled and asked in a trembling voice, “What’s good?” Did he say something amazing?

Wei Qing laughed and said cheerfully, “Wei Yuan, you helped me solve a big problem. I will invite you to dinner another day, and Yan Chuyang has always said in recent days that he wants to invite you to our house.”

“No. No.” Wei Yuan was dizzy when he heard the name of Yan Chuyang. His cousin is now suspicious of him, so he had to avoid suspicion with Yan Chuyang. “I’m going to be busy with club thing these days. I don’t have time to eat at your house.”

Wei Qing was serious and suddenly changed the topic, “Is you a member of Yan Chuyang’s Comic and Amination Club?” Is Yan Chuyang your club president?

Wei Yuan was nervous; he straightened up and said, “Cousin, don’t worry. After this semester, I will leave the club immediately and stay away from Yan Chuyang.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Wei Qing reprimanded, “I just want to ask how your club activities are going? Have you got enough funds??”

“Enough, enough.” Wei Yuan nodded repeatedly, “I heard Chuyang said that Song Huaiqi sponsored quite a lot, and the funds for the event should be more than enough.”

Hearing “Song Huaiqi”, Wei Qing felt uncomfortable inexplicably. He pulled his collar and suddenly said, “Wei Yuan?”

“Hmm?”

“… Is Yan Chuyang quite familiar with Song Huaiqi?”

Wei Yuan was stunned, “Uh… Just-so-so. Song Huaiqi and Yan Chuyang were in the same department. When Chuyang was a freshman, he was already a graduate student. I heard people say that he was quite knowledgeable. It seems that he has given Chuyang a lot of advice, so Yan Chuyang pretty respects him.”

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, “Okay. I’m going to have dinner. Talk to you later.”

Wei Yuan quickly straightened his shoulders, “Goodbye, Cousin!”

Wei Qing hung up the phone.

Hearing the sound of hanging up, Wei Yuan raised his hand and stroked the cold sweat on his forehead. He thought to himself, ‘From now on, I should keep the snacks like pecans for myself. Yan Chuyang has got a husband and he can buy him a truckload of pecans. It’s none of my business.’

When Wei Qing brought the food to the living room, Yan Chuyang was lying sprawled on a chair, stuffing a lot of crispy noodles into his mouth. After seeing Wei Qing coming out, Yan Chuyang took a deep breath and said, “You finally finished the dinner. I thought I really had to eat crispy noodles until I was full.”

Wei Qing pulled out the instant noodles in his hand and threw them into the trash can, saying, “From now on, don’t let this kind of cheap food at the price of one RMB per pack in front of me.”

Yan Chuyang smacked his lips, “You said it as if you had never eaten it before.”

Wei Qing shrugged solemnly and put the dishes on the table one by one, “I have never eaten it indeed.”

“How is it possible?” Yan Chuyang’s eyes were wide open. “Didn’t you say that you were poor for a while when you were just kicked out by your daddy?”

“Yes. What’s wrong?”

“How can you never eat crispy instant noodles if you have been poor?”

Wei Qing glanced at him with a raised chin, and said in a very stylish way, “Even if I only had one RMB, I would only buy rice or noodles to cook by myself. I have never eaten junk food like crispy noodles.”

Yan Chuyang clicked his tongue with disgust and said in a low voice,”Just some noodles? Look at your arrogance.”

His voice was so low that Wei Qing didn’t hear his murmuring at all. Wei Qing just sat down, picked up the bowl beside Yan Chuyang and scooped a half bowl of tomato and sirloin soup for him and said softly, “Have some soup first, or it will get cold.”