C5 If You Can Sign the Contract

Yan Chuyang acknowledged and said, "Then I don't have any other concerns. I can marry you anytime."

"It was a fake marriage."

"Oh." Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head, "I brought my ID card. When can I get it?"

Wei Qing's mouth twitched as he said: "I don't really understand you, let's introduce ourselves first."

Yan Chuyang straightened his shoulders and said seriously, "My name is Yan Chuyang, 19 years old. I'm a freshman at the third year art institute. I study painting. After my parents divorced, I lived alone and I'm a bit poor."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Wei Qing suddenly asked.

Yan Chuyang rolled his eyes and nodded heavily: "Yes."

Wei Qing's last worry disappeared with the sound of "yes".

If he had a girlfriend, that would mean that this person was very straightforward and wouldn't have any unnecessary fantasies about him.

"Very good." Wei Qing smiled with satisfaction. Suddenly, he took out a piece of paper from his handbag and handed it to Yan Chuyang.

"I'm very satisfied with you. You have passed the interview. This is a contract. If it's convenient, you can sign it now."

"There's even a contract." Yan Chuyang took the contract paper and said in a daze.

"Of course." Wei Qing sipped his coffee gracefully and said, "It's about work, we need to be strict."

"But …" Yan Chuyang stared at the 100 rules written densely on the paper and said, "This is a bit too much."

"Details, there won't be any conflicts in the future."

"But why can't we sleep in the same bed?" Yan Chuyang asked as he looked at the contract paper.

Wei Qing's expression changed: "We are engaged in a fake marriage, of course it's not suitable for us to sleep on the contracted bed."

"But different beds can easily arouse suspicion." Yan Chuyang put down the contract, stared at Wei Qing and said seriously, "I heard from your cousin that you were driven to a corner by your parents, so you want to get married and flirt with them? If they had different beds, wouldn't they have discovered it? "

"No problem." Wei Qing pursed his lips, "If I don't live with them, they won't notice."

"But we still have to sleep together on our wedding night!" Yan Chuyang frowned, "Your family will definitely go and monitor your wedding. If you split rooms on the first day of marriage, it will definitely be discovered."

Wei Qing's expression turned ugly. After a moment of silence, he muttered impatiently, "Troublesome."

"It's no trouble." Yan Chuyang pointed at the first rule of the contract and said, "Note here, it will be fine to have a bridal ceremony on the day of the wedding."

"No need." Wei Qing's face was stiff and cold, "I won't sleep in the same bed as a man."

Maybe it was because Wei Qing was oppressed by his dad who wanted to break him apart since he was young, but Wei Qing was very against contact between men.

He really wanted to get rid of the label 'gay'.

Moreover, if she didn't know that his family was all gay, Shen Shimin probably wouldn't have left him.

It was all the fault of this pervert, he hated it.

"Why did you react so badly?" Yan Chuyang's heart felt like it was being pricked by a thorn. He lowered his eyes and said, "Then if you don't agree, I think, with a responsible attitude, I can't sign this contract yet."

Wei Qing raised his head: "Why?"

"I think we have to get married on our wedding night. After all, I took your money and am responsible for my work."

Wei Qing let out a long sigh, rubbed his forehead and said, "Don't think too much into it, let me handle everything."

"No." Yan Chuyang pushed the contract to Wei Qing, "If you don't agree to the wedding night, I won't sign it."

"I would never agree to a bridal ceremony!" Wei Qing spoke word by word with unquestionable decisiveness on his face.

"Alright then." Yan Chuyang shrugged his shoulders, stood up and pulled his chair apart, "Since Mr Wei doesn't agree, then we can end our conversation here."

Wei Qing's expression froze, "You're leaving just like that?"

"Right." Yan Chuyang picked up the helmet on the table, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Wei Qing looked at the back of the boy and countless thoughts flashed across his mind.

This person's looks and character were suitable, his family background was suitable, and even his appetite was suitable for him. He was Wei Yuan's classmate, so if he knew the truth, he didn't have to be afraid that this person would jump over a wall midway.

His old man was now waiting for the operation to come to an end, waiting for him to lead a boy back.

He was in such a hurry, was he really going to waste his energy to find someone else?

Besides, in such a short period of time, would they still meet someone like Yan Chuyang, who was suitable everywhere?

Wei Qing's eyes suddenly squinted as he shouted: "Stop."

Yan Chuyang stopped his steps as a smile appeared on his young face.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Wei Qing said in a deep voice, "There's something we can discuss."

Yan Chuyang very cooperatively turned around, sat back down at the table, picked up the contract paper and said, "Then I'll add an additional treaty at the end of the first rule, which means we have to sleep together on the wedding night."

A crack appeared on Wei Qing's stiff face. After a moment of silence, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Ok."

Yan Chuyang lowered his head with a smile on his face. He picked up a ballpoint pen and added the additional treaty of "bridal chamber" to the contract.

"Any more questions?" Wei Qing asked with a long breath.

"Mm …" Yan Chuyang read the terms of the contract one by one and suddenly said: "Why do you have to take the marriage certificate? Shouldn't each person have one copy? "

Wei Qing's eyes darkened, "I have the marriage certificate, isn't it convenient to get a divorce?"

Yan Chuyang's heart sank. He was so upset that he couldn't even force a smile.

"No." The boy shook his head and pushed the contract to Wei Qing, "Each man has his own marriage certificate. This is the respect the husband has for the other."

"Respect?" Wei Qing shook his head speechlessly, "Our relationship is a fake from the start. Since it's fake, what's the need to talk about respect?"

Yan Chuyang held onto the cloth on the table and muttered in a low voice, "It's fake here, it's real here."

"Mr Yan?" Wei Qing knocked on the table, "If you think it's okay, then sign the contract."