Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

250. Are You Not Afraid I Might Steal Him from You?

Translator: Bryan

Wei Qing smiled and stared at Yan Chuyang’s cheek vacantly.

Yan Chuyang had exquisite eyebrows, guileless eyes, a prominent nose and light-colored lips.

None of his features seemed to be particularly charming, but the combination of them was uncannily harmonious and good-looking. Wei Qing found it difficult to take his eyes off Yan Chuyang.

Wei Qing lifted his hand to stroke Yan Chuyang’s long eyelashes.

He knew that if Yan Chuyang opened his eyes, they would be even more irresistible.

Yan Chuyang’s eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power. They always gave Wei Qing an urge to submit himself and unconditionally be nice to Yan Chuyang.

But why?

Wei Qing wondered why the sight of Yan Chuyang’s piteous face always melted his heart and made him want to do anything to please Yan Chuyang.

Was it because Yan Chuyang was physically attractive?

But there were countless people more good-looking than Yan Chuyang out there.

Wei Qing’s company specialized in fashion design, and he had a whole lot of beautiful supermodels working under him, and every one of them was sophisticated and smart. In terms of the skill at seducing people, Yan Chuyang who had patterns of minions on his underpants couldn’t hold a candle to any of those who stood in the spotlight on a regular basis.

But why had he been swept off his feet by Yan Chuyang?

Wei Qing sighed and stared at Yan Chuyang for another while. He was fascinated when his cellphone on the night table suddenly started vibrating.

In order not to disturb Yan Chuyang’s sleep, Wei Qing quickly threw back the covers, got out of bed gingerly, took the phone and walked to the balcony.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Wei, our finance department has found another sum of unknown tax revenue in the previous financial records of Wanfeng. Should we report it to the authority?”

Wei Qing’s eyes darkened and he subconsciously swiveled his head around to glance through the glass door at Yan Chuyang who was lying in bed. After a moment’s silence, he asked, “If we report it to the tax office, Wanfeng will be doomed, right?”

“Eh…” The one on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment before he replied, “Even if the tax authority don’t shut down their company immediately, they won’t last long.”

Wei Qing let out a long sigh, his eyes inscrutable.

“Mr. Wei?” Having perceived that Wei Qing had been silent for quite a while, the caller couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “Do you want me to submit the sorted materials to the tax office?”

“No,” Wei Qing said after pondering for a while. “Send them to my office first.”

“Yes, Mr. Wei.”

“Um,” Wei Qing hung up the phone.

Leaning against the balustrade, he did some thinking and then called Song Huaiqi.

“Hello?” Song Huaiqi answered the phone so quickly as if having been waiting for Wei Qing’s call.

“I’m Wei Qing.”

“I know.”

“What do you say we have a meeting tomorrow afternoon?”

“Meeting?” Song Huaiqi sneered and said dejectedly, “Why? You want to laugh at me?”

“That’s part of the reason.” Wei Qing paused and then said earnestly, “But there’s something more important than that.”

“I don’t want to see you,” Song Huaiqi said bluntly.

He didn’t believe that Wei Qing would go easy on him in such circumstances. If he met Wei Qing, the latter would definitely ridicule him.

As if having anticipated that Song Huaiqi would refuse, Wei Qing said unhurriedly, “It’s okay if you don’t want to see me, but…do you still want Wanfeng to survive the crisis?”

Song Huaiqi’s stomach clench. “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“Nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Maple Leaf Cafe on Xiangshan Road.”

After that, Wei Qing hung up the phone.

He was positive that Song Huaiqi would go there.

Wanfeng meant too much to Song Huaiqi to be ignored by him.

The next day.

At nine o’clock in the morning, Wei Qing drove from the company to Maple Leaf Cafe.

The two of them met in a private room on the second floor of the cafe.

As he expected, Song Huaiqi was already there.

Wei Qing unhurriedly opened the glass door and entered the room. He walked over, pulled up a chair, sat down and chuckled, “It surprises me you came so early.”

Song Huaiqi looked very impatient.

He rearranged his tie and said without preamble, “Tell me, what is it you want to see me about?”

Wei Qing directly took the document out of his bag, tossed it onto the table and said, “See for yourself.”

Song Huaiqi’s face stiffened. After a moment’s silence, he reached out his hand, picked up the document and began to read them.

Color drained from Song Huaiqi’s face as he read one page after another, and his lips became ghastly white.

“You understand what it means, right?” Wei Qing asked leisurely, stirring his coffee with a little spoon.

Song Huaiqi exhaled deeply, tremulously threw the document back onto the table and said hoarsely, “You want Wanfeng to go bankrupt?”

Wei Qing sneered and said with a shake of his head, “If I really want to do that, I wouldn’t have come here to meet you.”

Song Huaiqi frowned. “Then what do you want? Did you bring this thing here to scare me?”

“Not only that.” Wei Qing lifted his head to stare at Song Huaiqi with piercing eyes. He enunciated, “It’s also a threat.”

“A threat?”

“Yeah. Here’s the deal.” Wei Qing pushed the document closer to Song Huaiqi, leaned back against his chair and said seriously, “Make sure Yan Chuyang never finds out about the donation, and I’ll give you your company back. This document is what I have to threaten you.”

Song Huaiqi froze, his eyes glinting with disbelief.

“It’s…It’s that simple? You just want me to keep that secret?”

Wei Qing replied, “It’s that simple.”

Song Huaiqi shook his head in incredulity. “I thought you would have me leave Yan Chuyang and swear never to see him again.”

Wei Qing said honestly, “That was exactly what I originally meant to do, but you helped Yan Chuyang a lot, and he sees you as a friend. I don’t want to hurt him, which is why I allow you to see him.”

Song Huaiqi smiled, “Are you not afraid I might steal him away if you let me see him?”