Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

5. If It’s OK, Let’s Sign the Contract

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Yan Chuyang said, “Then I have no worries. I can marry you at any time.”

“It’s a fake marriage.”

“Oh.” Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head. “I have brought my identity card. When will we go register the marriage?”

Wei Qing twitched his mouth and said, “I don’t know much about you. Introduce yourself first.”

Yan Chuyang straightened up nervously and said seriously, “Yan Chuyang, nineteen years old. I am a junior of an art academy and I major in drawing. After my parents divorced, I have been living alone, and not very flush with cash.”

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Wei Qing suddenly asked.

Yan Chuyang nodded heavily, “Yes.”

Wei Qing’s last bit of worry disappeared with his affirmative answer.

‘If he has a girlfriend, it means that he is very straight and wouldn’t develop any unnecessary illusions about me.’

“Very good.” Wei Qing smiled contentedly. Suddenly, he pulled out a piece of paper from his handbag and handed it to Yan Chuyang.

“I’m very satisfied with you. You have passed the test. This is the contract. If it’s convenient, you can sign it now.”

“We even have a contract.” Yan Chuyang whispered after receiving it.

“Of course.” Wei Qing gracefully took a sip of his cup of tea and said, “A matter of business, so it should be precise.”

“But…” Yan Chuyang stared vacantly at the one hundred rules densely packed on the paper. “That’s too much.”

“Better be more detailed. It can avoid conflicts in the future.”

“But why can’t we sleep on the same bed?” Yan Chuyang frowned at the contract paper.

Wei Qing’s face changed, “It’s a fake wedding. Of course we don’t need to sleep together.”

“But sleeping in different beds can easily arouse others’ suspicions, right?” Yan Chuyang put down the contract and stared at Wei Qing seriously. “I heard from your cousin that you are forced too hard by your parents, so you wanted to get married to fool around. If we sleep in different beds, wouldn’t it be discovered by them?

“It’s fine.” Wei Qing pursed his lips. “I don’t live with them. They won’t find it.”

“But we should sleep together on our wedding night, right?” Yan Chuyang frowned. “Your family will definitely monitor you on the day of the wedding. If you split the room on the first day of the wedding, you will definitely be discovered.”

Wei Qing looked a little sullen. After a long time of silence, he murmured, “Trouble.”

“No trouble.” Yan Chuyang pointed to the first rule of the contract and said, “Just add an item here-sleeping together on the day of wedding.”

“No need.” Wei Qing’s face turned cold. “I won’t sleep with a man.”

Perhaps because his father had tried to make him a gay since he was very young, Wei Qing was very reluctant to have contact with men.

He really wanted to get rid of the tag of “gay”.

Moreover, if it hadn’t been for the fact that his family were all gays, Shen Shimin wouldn’t have left him either.

All because of the three-letter word. He detested it.

“Why do you react so hard?” Yan Chuyang felt his heart ache like being pricked by a little thorn. He lowered his eyes and said, “Then if you don’t agree, I think I can’t sign this contract for now.”

Wei Qing raised his head, “Why?”

“I feel that we must sleep together on our wedding night. After all, I have taken your money and have to take responsibility for the job.”

Wei Qing took a long breath and said while rubbing his eyebrows, “Don’t think too much. Just listen to my arrangements.”

“No way.” Yan Chuyang pushed the contract to Wei Qing’s hand. “If you don’t agree to the new item, I won’t sign it.”

“I will never agree to sleep together!” Wei Qing said word by word, with a determined look on his face.

“Fine, then.” Yan Chuyang shrugged his shoulders, then stood up and pulled the chair aside. “Since Mr. Wei doesn’t agree, then our conversation can end here.”

Wei Qing’s face froze, “Are you leaving now?”

“Right.” Yan Chuyang picked up the helmet on the table, turned around and walked outside the restaurant.

Looking at the boy’s back, Wei Qing thought in his mind.

‘This guy has a good look, a good temperament and a good family background. Even his appetite is similar to mine. Besides, he is a classmate of Wei Yuan. If he knows him so thoroughly, I wouldn’t have to worry that he would quit halfway.

My father is waiting for the operation, life or death being uncertain. He is waiting for me to bring a boyfriend back.

Time is running short. Am I really going to spend more time looking for someone else?

Besides, would I meet someone as suitable as Yan Chuyang in such a short time?’

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes and shouted, “Stop!”

Yan Chuyang stopped, and a smile of triumph appeared on his young face.

“Why do you want to leave in such a hurry?” Wei Qing said in a low voice, “Let’s discuss further.”

Yan Chuyang turned around and sat back at the table with great cooperation. He picked up the contract paper and said, “Then I’ll add an additional item to the first rule. We need to sleep together on the new wedding night.”

Wei Qing’s face darkened. After a while, he said unwillingly, “Fine.”

Yan Chuyang smiled and lowered his head. He picked up the pen and added the additional item of the “sleeping together” to the contract.

“Is there any more questions?” Wei Qing took a long breath and asked.

“Um…” Yan Chuyang looked through the contract terms one by one and suddenly asked, “Why only you hold the marriage certificates? Shouldn’t each of us have one?

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened, “The reason I have the marriage certificates is to get divorced more conveniently.”

Yan Chuyang’s heart sank. He couldn’t even force a fake smile.

“No way.” The boy shook his head and pushed the contract to Wei Qing’s hand. “Each of us holds a marriage certificate. It is the mutual respect between husband and husband.”

“Respect?” Wei Qing shook his head, speechless. “The relationship between us is fake. Since it is fake, why do we talk about respect?”

Yan Chuyang murmured with the table cloth in his hand, “It’s fake to you. Not to me.”

“Mr. Yan?” Wei Qing knocked on the table. “If it’s OK, let’s sign the contract.”