Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together Novel - Chapter 99
99. Chapter 99 God Never Disappoints Heartful People
“Song Huaiqi never called you like that?”
“Eh…” Yan Chuyang squinted his eyes and pondered for a while. “Maybe, but I’ve already forgotten that.”
“Huh!” Wei Qing sneered, “Stop pretending. He just said that he often called you like that before!”
“Come on,” Yan Chuyang frowned, “So what if he called it before? It’s just a nickname.”
Wei Qing’s eyes turned cold. After a long silence, he said, “We’ve been married for a few months. You never told me that you have had such a nickname.”
Yan Chuyang was chilled by his cold eyes and said with fear, “Wei Qing, what’s wrong?”
Lowering his eyes, Wei Qing smiled weakly and said, “It seems that I don’t know you much as Song Huaiqi does.”
Yan Chuyang was anxious. He let go of his trousers and hugged Wei Qing’s neck, saying, “How can you say that? You are my husband and Song Huaiqi is only my classmate. There is a fundamental difference between the two of you!”
Wei Qing’s eyes flashed and he suddenly raised his hand to pinch the boy’s chin. He stared at Yan Chuyang and whispered, “Do you like me?”
Yan Chuyang was stunned and said, “Why do you ask this?”
“I just want to ask,” hugging him, Wei Qing asked again, “To be honest, do you like me?”
Lowering his eyes in panic, Yan Chuyang stammered, “I… I don’t know.”
“Be good,” Raising his chin, Wei Qing bit the tip of the boy’s nose. “Say you like me, and I’ll take you to eat whatever you want for the next month? Coke, hot pot, and spicy hot soup. Anything you like, I’ll take you to eat.”
Yan Chuyang’s face changed, after a long time he raised his eyes and said, “Cola must be frozen for overnight and the spicy hot soup should be very spicy.”
Taking a deep breath, Wei Qing forced a smile, “Alright, say that you like me, and you can get whatever you want next month.”
Yan Chuyang’s heart skipped a beat. Staring at the man’s handsome features, he took a deep breath and quickly said, “I like you.”
Hearing his words, Wei Qing’s eyes darkened.
He had thought it would make him feel better when he heard this, but to his surprise, he felt worse instead of better.
He knew forced love couldn’t be real.
Yan Chuyang was simple. He said he liked him. But in this case, it was the same as he liked cola, hotpot, and spicy hot soup.
Or he couldn’t even compare to spicy hot soup.
Loosening his restraint on the boy, Wei Qing raised his hand to help Yan Chuyang wear his pants and fasten his belt, then Wei Qing said, “Don’t talk too much with Song Huaiqi when we’re out.”
Yan Chuyang asked, with his face froze, “Why?”
Wei Qing raised his head and smiled, saying slowly, “Because I’m in a bad mood. I will hit him if I see you talking to him so cheekily.”
Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and nodded seriously, “Don’t worry. I’ll say goodbye to him as soon as I go out.”
Wei Qing’s expression softened a little. He rubbed Yan Chuyang’s hair and said, “Well, you’ve always been good.”
Yan Chuyang coughed, then raised his eyes and hummed, “Then… Then what about the cola and the hot spicy soup you said? Will you keep your words?”
“Of course,” Wei Qing lowered his head and kissed the boy’s lips. “As long as you are obedient, you’ll get whatever you want.”
“Didn’t you just say that these things were bad for me? And now you allow me to eat them?” Yan Chuyang complained, curling his lips.
“Idiot,” Wei Qing pinched his cheek and said, “It’s fine to eat it once or twice. There’s no need to completely control your preferences for health. Besides, how can I make your stomach ache with me around?”
He was different from Song Huaiqi.
When they left the bathroom, Song Huaiqi was sitting on the sofa with a worried expression. Seeing Yan Chuyang come out, he relaxed his shoulders and said, “Have you get your clothes changed?”
Touching the back of his head, Yan Chuyang said embarrassedly, “Senior, I’m really sorry. I’ve been doing all these messy things and haven’t entertained you well.”
“It’s okay,” Song Huaiqi stood up from the sofa and said, “I just had a good chat with Mr. Wei today, so I didn’t waste my time coming here.”
At the very least, he knew that Wei Qing did not like men. In this case, he could rest assured about Yan Chuyang staying with him.
Seeing him stand up, Yan Chuyang quickly walked over to him and said, “Senior, you can have lunch here. Wei Qing is good at cooking.”
“My meal is just for you,” Wei Qing said stiffly from behind.
Yan Chuyang choked, with embarrassment on his face.
“Nerver mind,” Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Song Huaiqi quickly said, “It’s getting late. I still have some business to attend to, so it’s not convenient for me to eat here.”
“Alright,” Yan Chuyang sighed with relief, “Then I’ll treat you to dinner another day.”
Song Huaiqi nodded, taking the briefcase on the sofa. Then he straightened up his suit and walked out the door.
Yan Chuyang followed him quickly and said, “Senior, I’ll see you off.”
“Stay here!” Wei Qing grabbed his wrist and said coldly, “I’ll send him off.”
With that, he followed on with his long legs.
Seeing Wei Qing was going to see Song Huaiqi off, Yan Chuyang stopped and watched the two of them left the living room one after the other.
At the garage.
“I have a good chat today,” Song Huaiqi reached out to Wei Qing.
But Wei Qing didn’t move. He stared at Song Huaiqi and suddenly said, “Let me tell you again. Yan Chuyang is too young, please don’t put those filthy thoughts on him.”
Song Huaiqi lowered his hand and smiled embarrassedly, “Yes, so I’m waiting for him to graduate, to become mature and and to get psychologically prepared to be with me.”
“Huh,” Wei Qing sneered, “Are you so sure he will be with you?”
“I’m not sure, but I believe in one thing. God never disappoints heartful people.”
After that, Song Huaiqi opened the door of his car and entered.
Watching the car disappear in the garage, Wei Qing’s eyes became darker.
Yan Chuyang was sitting bored on the sofa, with the remote controler in his hands, switching back and forth the TV channel. At this moment, Wei Qing opened the door and entered.