Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

69. What Should I Do Now?

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“For example, I liked a girl for three months at most, but I didn’t expect that your affection for him would last for so long, from junior high to college. After almost seven years, how could I tell you the truth? It would dig out your heart. I’m your friend, so how could I do that?”

Yan Chuyang lowered his head, put his forehead against the cold railing and said in a hoarse voice, “What should I do now? We’re married and live together. My love for him is getting stronger and stronger, and I depend on him more and more. But now, someone suddenly told me that I was so ridiculous, my efforts would make him hate me more and he would never fall in love with me. Wei Yuan, what should I do?”

“Chuyang, don’t be like this…”

Yan Chuyang squatted down and hid his head in his bent arms helplessly. He whispered, “Now, his first love is back, so I have no reason to persevere like this…”

Wei Yuan sighed and seriously looked at Yan Chuyang’s side face.

He felt that he should say something, but he bit his tongue.

‘What should I say?’ Wei Yuan knew the reason why Wei Qing married Yan Chuyang was just that his uncle took advantage of his wretched situation and coaxed Wei Qing to marry Yan Chuyang.

When his uncle’s operation was successful, they would definitely divorce.

Over the years, Wei Yuan had seen the improper things his uncle had done and Wei Qing’s contempt because of those. No one knew more than Wei Yuan how much Wei Qing wanted to get rid of the label of gay.

In a year, two years or longer, Wei Qing would marry a woman, have children, have a family, and live the most normal and respectable upper-class life.

And Yan Chuyang still had nothing.

Now, Wei Yuan finally understood that when some hope couldn’t be realized, people had better not create illusions with good intentions for the other party.

It was better to have short, sharp pains than long, dull pains. It would be most helpful to let Yan Chuyang know the reality and wake up from this relationship earlier.

When Yan Chuyang got home, Shen Shimin called him again.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Chuyang didn’t understand how Shen Shimin got so much personal information about him shortly after returning to China.

“Hello? Is that Yan Chuyang?”

Yan Chuyang took a deep breath and said calmly, “Yes. What’s up?”

Shen Shimin smiled. “You recognized my voice.”

“Yeah.”

“Where are you now?”

Yan Chuyang looked up at the living room. “I’m at home.”

“Whose house?” Shen Shimin said in a playful tone.

Yan Chuyang gritted his teeth impatiently, “Wei Qing’s house.”

Shen Shimin smiled, “Can you go to the balcony to take a look for me?”

Yan Chuyang frowned, “For what?”

“Just go there.”

Yan Chuyang got goosebumps from her deliberately coquettish tone. He frowned and walked to the balcony.

“I’m at the balcony. What do you want?”

Shen Shimin chuckled and asked, “Are there two pots of butterfly orchids on the windowsill?”

Yan Chuyang’s expression froze as he stared blankly at the two lush butterfly orchids in the sun.

Hearing no response, Shen Shimin cried out in surprise, “Are they still there? Are the two butterfly orchids still blooming on the windowsill?”

After a long silence, Yan Chuyang said, “Yes, they’re blooming.”

Shen Shimin smiled and said in a gentle voice, “I guess he hasn’t thrown them away. They were planted on the first anniversary of our relationship. He can’t bear to throw them away.”

Yan Chuyang looked down as he pinched the side of his pants with one hand. “Yes, he can’t bear to throw them away.” He even also watered and fertilized them every day so that they looked beautiful.

“Yan Chuyang,” Shen Shimin suddenly asked, “Do you know the floriography of the butterfly orchid?”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s missing,” Shen Shimin said in a graceful voice, “The scientific name of the butterfly orchid means a genuine love in Greeks. Its pure blue represents the most loyal faith of lovers to each other. Therefore, its floriography is missing and love.”

“Oh,” Yan Chuyang nodded, “Its implication is pretty.”

“You should have known what I meant, right?” Shen Shimin suddenly lowered her voice.

Yan Chuyang smiled bitterly, “Of course. Didn’t you tell me the floriography of butterfly orchids? Don’t worry. My comprehension ability isn’t too bad to understand Chinese.”

“Yan Chuyang, you know that I… Beep…”

The call suddenly stopped. Before Yan Chuyang could react, the phone in his hand had been taken from behind.

“Hey!” Yan Chuyang immediately turned around and tiptoed to take the phone from Wei Qing.

“Don’t move!” Wei Qing pressed Yan Chuyang’s shoulders and raised the phone high. He said coldly, “Who are you calling secretly at the balcony?”

Yan Chuyang was not as tall as him, so he couldn’t rob the phone from him after a while. He snorted angrily, “It’s none of your business. Give me the phone!”

Wei Qing looked sullen. He put his hand down and checked Yan Chuyang’s call logs. “Who is this? Why didn’t you entitle it?”

At this moment, Yan Chuyang stood on tiptoe and grabbed the phone from Wei Qing’s hand, putting it behind him. “What are you doing? Don’t you know that checking others’ call logs is violating their privacy? Do you know that you have violated the law?”

“What privacy do you have?” Wei Qing raised his hand and pinched his face coldly. “You’re a child. But you learn to keep privacy from others, instead of something good.”

Yan Chuyang glared at him coldly, “A child? Mr. Wei, please pay attention to your words. Do you want me to repeat it? Mine is eighteen centimeters! Eighteen centimeters!”

“Eighteen centimeters!” Wei Qing patted his forehead and whispered, “You’re so proud of that, aren’t you? You always say it when you see someone!”