Yan Chuyang hummed, "Then I don't have any worries, I can marry you anytime."
"It's a fake marriage."
"Oh." Yan Chuyang scratched the back of his head, "I have my ID card, when will I get it?"
The corner of Wei Qing's mouth twitched and said, "I don't know much about you yet, let me introduce myself first."
Yan Chuyang straightened his shoulders nervously, and said seriously: "My name is Yan Chuyang, I'm nineteen years old, I'm a third-year student at the Art Academy, I'm studying painting, after my parents divorced, I live alone, I'm a little poor."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Wei Qing asked suddenly.
Yan Chuyang rolled his eyes and nodded heavily: "Yes."
Wei Qing's last worry completely disappeared with the sound of "yes".
If you have a girlfriend, it means that this person is very straight and should not have any unnecessary fantasies about himself.
"Very good." Wei Qing smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly pulled out a piece of paper from his handbag, handed it to Yan Chuyang and said
"I'm very satisfied with you. You passed the interview. This is the contract. If it's convenient, you can sign it now."
"There is still a contract." Yan Chuyang took the contract paper and said in a daze.
"Of course." Wei Qing sipped his coffee elegantly and said, "When it comes to work, be rigorous."
"But..." Yan Chuyang stared absently at the densely written one hundred rules on the paper and said, "This is a bit too much."
"There will be no conflict in the future with some details."
"But why can't we all sleep in the same bed?" Yan Chuyang asked with a frown as he looked at the contract paper.
Wei Qing's complexion changed: "We are a fake marriage, so of course it is not suitable to sleep in the same bed."
"But the bed is different, it is easy to arouse others' suspicion." Yan Chuyang put down the contract and stared at Wei Qing seriously, "I heard from your cousin that you were pushed by your parents, so you wanted to get married to perfuse them ? If they don’t share the same bed, won’t they be found out?”
"It's okay." Wei Qing pursed his lips, "If I don't live with them, they won't find out."
"But we still have to sleep together on the wedding night!" Yan Chuyang frowned, "Your family will definitely monitor you on the day of your wedding. If you separate rooms on the first day of your wedding, you will definitely be discovered."
Wei Qing's face was a bit ugly, and after a long silence, he whispered impatiently: "Trouble."
"No trouble." Yan Chuyang pointed to the first clause of the contract and said, "Please make a note at the end of this, as long as you have a bridal chamber on the wedding day."
"No need." Wei Qing's face was cold, "I won't sleep in the same bed as a man."
Perhaps because of his father's oppression of forcing him to bend him since he was a child, Wei Qing is very repulsive to the contact between men.
He wanted too much to get rid of the label of "gay".
Moreover, if it weren't for knowing that his family members are all gay, Shen Shimin probably wouldn't have left him.
It's all because of the perverted three words, he hates it.
"Why do you react so strongly?" Yan Chuyang's heart hurt like a small thorn, and 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 looked up: "Why?"
"I think the wedding night must be a bridal chamber. After all, I took your money and I have to be responsible for my work."
Wei Qing took a long breath, rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Don't think so much, I will arrange everything."
"No." Yan Chuyang pushed the contract to Wei Qing's hand, "If you don't agree to the bridal chamber on the wedding night, then I won't sign it."
"I will never agree to the bridal chamber!" Wei Qing said every word, with an unquestionable determination on his face.
"Alright then." Yan Chuyang shrugged, stood up and pulled the chair away and said, "Since Mr. Wei disagrees, then our conversation can end here."
Wei Qing's face froze for a moment, "Are you leaving now?"
"Yes." Yan Chuyang raised his hand to pick up the helmet on the table, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
Wei Qing looked at the boy's back, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind.
This person has a suitable appearance, a suitable personality, a suitable family background, and even his appetite is suitable for him. He is still Wei Yuan's classmate. If you know the basics, you don't have to be afraid that this person will jump over the wall midway.
His father is now waiting for the operation and his life is uncertain, just waiting for him to take a boy back.
With such a rush of time, does he really need to spend any more energy looking for someone else
Besides, in such a short period of time, will you meet someone like Yan Chuyang who is suitable everywhere
Wei Qing narrowed his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Stop."
Yan Chuyang paused, a triumphant smile appeared on his young face.
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Wei Qing said in a deep voice, "There is something to discuss."
Yan Chuyang turned around very cooperatively, sat back on the dining table, picked up the contract paper and said, "Then let me add an additional contract after the first stipulation, that is, the two of us will sleep together on the wedding night."
A crack appeared on Wei Qing's face, and he was silent for a while before squeezing out a word between his teeth: "Okay."
Yan Chuyang lowered his head with a smile on his face, picked up a ballpoint pen and added the additional agreement of "requiring a bridal chamber" to the contract.
"Are there any questions?" Wei Qing asked with a long breath.
"Hmm..." Yan Chuyang read the terms of the contract one by one, and suddenly said: "Why do you need to hold the marriage certificate? Shouldn't each of you have one copy?"
Wei Qing's eyes darkened, "I'm holding a marriage certificate, isn't it convenient for divorce?"
Yan Chuyang's heart sank, and he couldn't even smirk in pain.
"No." The boy shook his head and pushed the contract to Wei Qing's hand, "One marriage certificate for each person, this is the mutual respect between husband and wife."
"Respect?" Wei Qing shook his head speechlessly, "The relationship between the two of us is fake, since it's fake, why talk about respect?"
Yan Chuyang pulled the tablecloth with his hands and whispered like a mosquito: "It's fake with you, but it's real with me."
"Mr. Yan?" Wei Qing knocked on the table, "If you can, sign the contract."