After Marrying Bigshot Vegetable Boss - Chapter 17

Although Chu Wang didn’t seem very happy, he still told Yu Lan all his concerns.

 

His explanation was clear and logical, quite different from the chaotic way he had asked Yu Lan why he was unhappy two hours earlier.

 

This was also the first time Yu Lan heard Chu Wang speak so much. It was more detailed than when they first met, and he had explained the situation to him.

 

Chu Wang mainly introduced some people he might encounter and speculated about who might have objections.

 

Yu Lan, with his good memory, kept track of everyone Chu Wang mentioned in his mind.

 

“But according to my mother, she probably just wants you to push me into the board meeting for a brief appearance, which won’t take too much time.” As soon as Chu Wang finished speaking, he thought for a moment and added, “Forget it, you can leave everything to Zhang Yan when the time comes; she can handle it.”

 

“You don’t need to face those people,” he said.

 

Yu Lan nodded.

 

At first, it wasn’t obvious, but after discovering the huge bank card, he got too excited. It was only after listening to Chu Wang’s explanation that Yu Lan finally understood the Chu family’s situation.

 

No wonder Liang Zhiyu agreed to this matter without hesitation. She was probably afraid that if she delayed for even a second, the Chu family might change their mind.

 

Despite the large number of people involved, Chu Wang spoke very clearly, without any difficulty in understanding.

 

Chu Wang’s expression remained unchanged throughout.

 

However, Yu Lan seemed to sense something—after all, the fact that Chu Wang was telling him all this indicated that he couldn’t lead on his own. For him, being forced to stay here for a year would make anyone feel powerless, no matter how good their mindset.

 

“The only slightly troublesome part is the real estate sector,” Chu Wang said. “The deputy general manager, surnamed Chen, has some connections with our elders, so he thinks he’s halfway to controlling the company. He’s capable but stubborn and looks down on most people.”

 

Chu Wang thought for a moment and said, “If you encounter him, just ignore him and walk away.”

 

Yu Lan remembered something: “Mr. Chu, but Auntie just said you can be tough.”

 

Chu Wang paused.

 

His eyebrows relaxed a bit. “You can listen to her.”

 

“Anyway, you can handle it however you like.”

 

His tone was casual, as if saying, “Forget it, I don’t care about this company; do whatever you want.”

 

Yu Lan felt like laughing. “Mr. Chu, what if I don’t do well?”

 

“Hmm?” Chu Wang looked over, as if he had never considered this problem.

 

“For example, if I mess up or can’t handle what they’re saying…”

 

“Do you even need to ask?” Chu Wang said lightly, “If anyone dares to make things difficult for you, just go to Zhang Yan… Forget it, just come back and tell me. Why keep such people around?”

 

Yu Lan took a deep breath silently, feeling that the current Chu Wang had a bit of the “temperamental villain” described in the book.

 

But Chu Wang was on his side, and in the book, he was hated by everyone. Yu Lan thought contentedly that since he wasn’t exactly a positive character either, this combination sounded quite good.

 

—

 

The next day, Xi Jun left very early, and by the time Yu Lan got up and went downstairs, he had already gone out of town.

 

Zhang Yan sent him a message, telling Yu Lan that she would pick them up in the parking lot.

 

Yu Lan chose a light gray suit and a not-so-serious tie, but after wasting twenty minutes in front of the mirror unable to tie it properly, he angrily and reluctantly picked a small bow tie that didn’t need tying.

 

He got himself ready and then went to “turn on” Chu Wang.

 

“Good morning, Mr. Chu!”

 

### Chapter 17 (Continued)

 

Chu Wang responded, “Are you going out?”

 

Yu Lan looked up at Chu Wang in mid-air and nodded, “Mr. Chu, you seem to be in a good mood this morning.”

 

Indeed, he was. He appreciated the twenty minutes you spent picking out clothes and the twenty minutes trying to tie a tie, only to ultimately fail.

 

Chu Wang’s voice was pleasant but restrained, “It’s alright.”

 

But his enjoyment didn’t last long. He heard Yu Lan coming over and asking, “Mr. Chu, what are you going to wear today?”

 

The next sentence was, “Can I help you choose?”

 

Chu Wang swore he never expected it when he agreed.

 

Ten minutes later, suspended in mid-air, he watched as Yu Lan eagerly changed his clothes for him.

 

Initially, Yu Lan really just wanted to pick out a random outfit for him. Whether it was because it was still early or some other reason, after changing into a set, Yu Lan looked at the endless closet and said, “I feel like that one looks good too.”

 

“Mr. Chu, this one suits you.” Yu Lan put the clothes on him and compared.

 

“Mr. Chu, let me try on a yellow jacket!” Yu Lan found a piece of clothing from a hanger he didn’t even remember and possibly a gift from some brand years ago.

 

“Mr. Chu, if it weren’t for your shirt already being done up, I feel like next time, you could try this one.” 

 

“…,” Chu Wang said.

 

Although not accurate, he now felt like a Barbie doll in a store, or the protagonist of a clumsy “dress-up” game on a computer, with an entire wardrobe.

 

Just as Yu Lan pulled out a bright green piece of clothing from somewhere and said, “Mr. Chu, do you know what dopamine dressing is?” the room door was finally knocked on.

 

The servant came to call him downstairs for breakfast.

 

Chu Wang breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been released.

 

But he also knew that if he didn’t want to, he could have refused when Yu Lan first put the first set of clothes on him. But he didn’t, so he could only complain while watching Yu Lan excitedly changing his clothes in the dressing room.

 

In the end, Yu Lan didn’t go too far and picked a suit that wouldn’t go wrong for himself.

 

It was only when it came to the tie part that Yu Lan’s hand hesitated, as if stuck again.

 

Chu Wang raised an eyebrow, ready to answer when Yu Lan asked how to tie the tie and what kind of knot to use.

 

But unexpectedly, after three seconds, Yu Lan blinked innocently and looked up at him, “Mr. Chu, which bow tie do you like?”

 

… completely omitted the option of choosing a tie for him.

 

Chu Wang struggled to say a word for a long time, but Yu Lan’s eyes were too beautiful, and he really didn’t want to expose him, so he could only pause in mid-air for two seconds and said, “…the one on the left.”

 

“I also like the one on the left!” Yu Lan immediately put it on him. “I think wearing a bow tie today looks better than wearing a tie!”

 

Chu Wang had never seen such a fancy excuse for not knowing how to tie a tie: …

 

But Yu Lan was still waiting for his answer, so Chu Wang could only nod, “I think so too.”

 

“Then I’ll take you downstairs.” Yu Lan was satisfied with his dressing creation, “Mr. Chu, wait for me to come back!”

 

Sometime during this period, before Yu Lan went out every time, he would say to the trapped Chu Wang in the room, “Wait for me to come back.”

 

Chu Wang used to think that such useless words could be said less, but it seemed that starting from this time, he gradually rejected some of these views.

 

This time was the furthest his body had been from his soul. He didn’t know if his soul would be locked in the room again as before, but Yu Lan’s words gave him some anticipation. Even if there was still a tearing pain, it didn’t matter.

 

Anyway, he would come back and “turn on” himself.

 

But unexpectedly, this time it didn’t seem so painful.

 

Chu Wang felt himself being pushed downstairs, and then he didn’t know anything. Maybe he left home, maybe he got in the car.

 

Just as that familiar sense of nothingness was about to engulf him, he suddenly heard a familiar voice—

 

“I’ll do it, I’ll sit next to Mr. Chu.”

 

Chu Wang opened his eyes and saw Yu Lan getting into the car, leaning against him at the moment, straightening his bow tie, and then leaning over to fasten his seatbelt for him.

 

It turned out that touching could really bring about such an effect, and so quickly.

 

He saw Yu Lan holding his hand, rubbing it in his palm, and muttered softly, “Why is it still so cold.”

 

He probably felt his hand was cold when he touched it earlier, so now he held it and rubbed it again.

 

It was only then that Chu Wang realized that his soul seemed to really come to his side after Yu Lan touched him frequently or in a slightly larger area, just like that time in the garden, after a brief moment of nothingness.

 

Although Yu Lan seemed unable to see him now, just this awareness brought Chu Wang comfort.

 

He couldn’t see where his soul was drifting, he could only see Yu Lan in the car, warming his hands and then telling the driver to start.

 

—This was the first time Chu Wang had left there since he had the accident and became an invisible “spirit.”

 

Chu Wang’s soul wasn’t controlled by the speed of the car. As long as Yu Lan still touched him, he could still stay near his body as if frozen in place.

 

Chu Wang originally thought nothing of it, but maybe because he had been trapped in his room for too long, even though there didn’t seem to be anything special outside the car window, he still couldn’t take his eyes off it.

 

If souls had hearts, his would surely be beating fast now, unlike himself.

 

He thought.

 

He saw Yu Lan in the reflection of the car window. Yu Lan had been warming his hands, but then he got lazy and started yawning. 

 

He didn’t know what Yu Lan was thinking now.

 

His body was sitting next to Yu Lan’s in the back seat. Maybe it was because the car was driving smoothly, maybe because he felt drowsy after breakfast, or maybe because he was tired from playing with the vegetable man and changing its clothes in the room earlier…

 

Anyway, Chu Wang watched as Yu Lan’s movements became smaller and smaller, until he pinched his fingers and leaned his head on his shoulder, falling asleep.

 

The two figures fit perfectly, with Yu Lan’s head resting on his shoulder, just right.

 

The driver sitting in the front row saw this scene and showed a surprised expression, then quietly slowed down the speed of the car.

 

Originally, Chu Wang was feeling a bit excited about being able to see the outside world, but as soon as he saw this scene, he suddenly felt that those outside views were nothing special after all.

 

They were all views he had seen before.

 

And inside the car, Yu Lan leaned against his shoulder, as quiet as the body next to him with its eyes closed.

 

At this moment, the scene became extremely harmonious.

 

Perhaps to those who didn’t know, they would only think that this was a couple of lovers sleeping together on a trip.

 

They wouldn’t think that this was just a vegetable man who had woken up a few strands of faint consciousness, and a abandoned child who had been sent here for a forced marriage.

 

Chu Wang looked at Yu Lan, who was resting on him.

 

According to the routine of these days, as long as he continued to touch him, he, as a soul, would not be dragged back to the room temporarily and could still exist relying on him.

 

But there was a fleeting moment, so short that even Chu Wang himself didn’t realize it.

 

He was somewhat jealous of the motionless body that could bear the weight of the other person.

 

—

 

When Yu Lan woke up, the car had just entered the group headquarters.

 

He found himself actually sleeping on Chu Wang’s shoulder.

 

He was startled, afraid that he might have pressed the vegetable man, so he carefully observed for a while before he relaxed.

 

“Chu…”

 

He had just uttered a word when he suddenly remembered that he could only communicate with Chu Wang in his room.

 

Yu Lan rubbed his eyes and held back the rest of his words.

 

But Chu Wang didn’t miss this one word.

 

He watched as Yu Lan pinched his thigh to wake himself up, exhaled a breath, adjusted himself, and then revealed the harmless expression he often showed in front of outsiders.

 

Zhang Yan was already waiting in the parking lot. Upon seeing the two of them arrive, she hurried over. She first accompanied Yu Lan in bringing Chu Wang’s wheelchair down and spoke in a very respectful tone, “Mr. Yu Lan.”

 

Presumably, she was still amazed by the relationship between her boss and Yu Lan, and then turned that amazement into respect.

 

Yu Lan, on the other hand, had no psychological burden at all and greeted Zhang Yan, “Miss Zhang, does it start at ten?”

 

Zhang Yan pursed her lips. “Yes. Mrs. Xi greeted me and said that it’s enough for you to bring Mr. Chu out to make an appearance.”

 

Yu Lan coughed as if he had just remembered something. “But aren’t there some people who have strong opinions?”

 

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment. “Yes, there are. After all, Mr. Chu’s accident can’t be hidden for too long, but our unanimous statement is that he is in a coma without brain damage…”

 

“I know!” Yu Lan immediately recalled the lessons Chu Wang had given him yesterday. “Is there someone from the real estate side named Chen, and someone from the headquarters named Xiao, oh, and one more! That one, that one, is in the media!”

 

Chu Wang followed behind, listening to Yu Lan list names like reciting poetry, unable to help but chuckle.

 

It was like memorizing classical Chinese with a middle school student.

 

But Zhang Yan, who was beside him, looked over in shock. “How…how do you know, Mr. Yu Lan?”

 

It couldn’t have been Mrs. Xi, because there were several names on that list that even Mrs. Xi herself wasn’t sure about.

 

Yu Lan blushed slightly and lowered his head. “Ah Wang told me when we were dating.”

 

Zhang Yan, who almost forgot about this, froze for a moment:…

 

Chu Wang, with a frozen arc on his lips:…

 

Clearly, Zhang Yan still had a little less acceptance of her boss being called “Ah Wang” by others. After two seconds, she nodded. “You…have a really good relationship with Mr. Chu.”

 

Yu Lan showed a hint of joy and tacitly agreed with Zhang Yan’s words.

 

Zhang Yan introduced him, and with a “ding”, the elevator door opened, reaching the first floor of the headquarters.

 

“Mr. Yu Lan, come this way to transfer to the high-rise elevator.”

 

With Zhang Yan’s words, the previously quiet lobby suddenly became **.

 

Whether it was the receptionist, interns, or ordinary employees carrying documents, without exception, they all looked over in this direction.

 

The group’s CEO, who had been missing for a year, was now sitting in a wheelchair. Even in a coma, his closed-eyed expression seemed still stern.

 

He leaned in the wheelchair, and the one pushing him was a young man in a light gray suit.

 

The figure was slender, with delicate and perfect features. Clearly wearing a suit, he still had an uncopyable clear youthful vibe.

 

There weren’t many people present who knew about the forced marriage, so some couldn’t help but start to whisper quietly.

 

“Who said Mr. Chu was gone? Isn’t he fine?”

 

“But this state… I don’t know the situation. Is there brain damage? Or…”

 

“Shh…”

 

“And who is the person pushing him?”

 

“I haven’t seen him, but he’s very handsome. Could he be a relative?”

 

“Huh? You don’t know, this is not just any relative, this is his…” Someone made a gesture with their mouth.

 

“No way!!”

 

“What’s impossible? That’s how it is. Xi Director is trying every means possible…”

 

For a moment, everyone had their own thoughts—some were sentimental, some were curious, and some were just observing, but they all felt incredulous that Chu Yuan could appear here.

 

As Zhang Yan was about to speak up for Yu Lan, she suddenly saw the person beside her frown—

 

“What’s going on?”

 

“Why has it become so chaotic after not coming for so long?”

 

His voice wasn’t low, just enough for nearby people to hear.

 

Yu Lan frowned, looking like he had a bad temper and was not easy to deal with. “Can’t you greet people when you see them?!”

 

His tone was assertive, sharply contrasting with his appearance.

 

Some people who didn’t know what was going on were obviously intimidated.

 

Then they all murmured “Mr. Chu is good.”

 

Yu Lan acted as if he was representing Chu Yuan, but still had a bad temper, rolling his eyes. “It’s been a year, and you don’t even know how to greet properly.”

 

Zhang Yan on the side: ???

 

Perhaps because of his arrogant attitude and being the one pushing Chu Yuan, some employees began to speculate to some extent.

 

“Eh? Is this Mr. Chu’s partner??”

 

“I don’t know! Didn’t they say Mr. Chu has always been single!”

 

“And who exactly said it’s a forced…something, if it’s true, how could it be so public!”

 

“But…”

 

Of course, some knew a little bit of the inside story, so they weren’t fooled.

 

“This is just a little toy that the Chu family brought in for the forced marriage, what’s the point of being so arrogant here?”

 

“Can a tool have such a temper? I believe it’s an actor hired by Director Xi.”

 

Seeing that he had more or less suppressed most people, Yu Lan followed Zhang Yan to the next elevator.

 

Just after scanning his fingerprint and waiting for the elevator door to close, Yu Lan seemed to unload a heavy burden. “Miss Zhang…”

 

“Did I look nervous just now?”

 

Zhang Yan’s eyebrows jumped.

 

Far from being nervous, she was almost scared by him.

 

She considered her words carefully. “…You were fine, Mr. Yu Lan.”

 

“Very imposing.”

 

“Sigh, I didn’t want to, but they see Ah Wang still hasn’t woken up, and they bully him like this!” Yu Lan pretended that everything just now was hard to bear, “I, I’m a bit scared now.”

 

Zhang Yan immediately said, “It’s okay, Mr. Yu Lan, you did very well.”

 

Zhang Yan escorted him to the tenth floor. “I need to get a document from HR. The executive meeting room is on the 46th floor, but you can rest in the nearby office for a while and wait for me there. I’ll be there soon.”

 

Yu Lan nodded.

 

Perhaps Chu Yuan’s office was accessible only to him, so Yu Lan followed Zhang Yan’s instructions and first pushed Chu Yuan to the nearby office.

 

There were still about ten minutes before the meeting started. Yu Lan also knew that it was best to bring Chu Yuan out last in this kind of meeting; arriving early would only attract attention.

 

He squatted down and adjusted Chu Yuan’s tie. Perhaps out of habit, he rubbed Chu Yuan’s fingertips, then whispered softly to the silent vegetable: “Mr. Chu, are you there?”

 

Chu Yuan, who was floating nearby but unable to speak: …

 

Yu Lan’s face showed no sign of the “fear” he had just mentioned to Zhang Yan. He muttered to Chu Yuan, “Auntie said to be tough, right? I don’t like the look in some people’s eyes.”

 

Chu Yuan had no principles: Yeah, you’re tough.

 

Yu Lan looked up at the person in front of him. “What do you think…”

 

The conversation wasn’t finished when the door suddenly “bang” opened.

 

A tall, slim man in a suit walked in. “Isn’t this Mr. Chu? Why haven’t you entered the meeting yet?”

 

Yu Lan looked at him and quickly ran through his mind. This was probably the distant branch Chu Yuan mentioned, the one with ulterior motives, Chen Lin, who worked in real estate.

 

Yu Lan knew the meeting room was nearby, and with surveillance all around, Chen Lin definitely wouldn’t dare to do anything now. He probably just found an opportunity to come and vent.

 

“If you’re not feeling well, why did you come to the meeting? Why not rest at home?” Chen Lin’s gaze shifted to Yu Lan. “Xi Yun is really kind, finding such a person for you. You really…”

 

“Snap.”

 

His words were interrupted as Yu Lan picked up a small stone from a flowerpot and threw it over. “Chen Lin, right?”

 

Chen Lin frowned. “What are you?”

 

Yu Lan lazily clapped his hands. “Your dad.”

 

Chen Lin had never encountered such a person. “Are you crazy?!”

 

Yu Lan shrugged, looking indifferent, as if to say, “I don’t care, I have no manners.”

 

Chen Lin had just wanted to come over and see what was going on with Chu Yuan during this brief window, but unexpectedly, he was hit for no reason. “What’s your problem?”

 

Yu Lan felt this guy was too noisy and planned to push Chu Yuan away first.

 

But Chen Lin wouldn’t let it go.

 

“I just heard someone downstairs scolding people for Mr. Chu. Who would have thought it was you, just a little mascot sent in.” He looked Yu Lan up and down. “Who do you think you are?”

 

“Chu Yuan is still unconscious. What right do you have to come and interfere?”

 

“Are you here to disgust people, or do you want to see if you can pry into the Jingcheng Group and make some money?” Yu Lan preemptively revealed the answer Chu Yuan had given him, immediately poking at Chen Lin’s sore spot.

 

Chen Lin was immediately provoked. “This is the company’s business. You have nothing to do with the company, so don’t interfere!”

 

“I’m an old employee of the company, and now that Chu Yuan is unconscious, and I have a long-standing relationship with his family, who are you to talk to me?” Yu Lan didn’t bother to hide the disgust on his face. “I’m Chu Yuan’s wife! Even if the heavens come down, who are you? Get lost and stop bothering people.”

 

Chen Lin laughed angrily, pointing at him. “Anyone with a bit of information knows you’re just a tool sent over for the wedding. Do you really think you’re something special?”

 

Yu Lan frowned, showing a puzzled expression. “But I’m his legal partner. You’ve been planning for so long, is it all for money? Are you so eager to marry him?”