After Marrying Bigshot Vegetable Boss - Chapter 34

Only after confirming that Yu Lan didn’t reveal his name did Chu Wang’s expression slightly ease.

 

“But that person was quite strange. He didn’t look like a fellow student, probably a few years older than us,” Yu Lan analyzed to Chu Wang. “Maybe he’s a teaching assistant.”

 

Chu Wang didn’t care if the person was a teaching assistant. He had already mentally crossed the guy off. If he wasn’t a student, that was good too—at least he wouldn’t be chasing Yu Lan to class every day.

 

He then brought up the afternoon’s events with Yu Lan.

 

“What do you plan to do?” Chu Wang asked.

 

“Is the Yu family really on a downward path?” Yu Lan asked.

 

After all, both the spoilers from the book and Yu Ling’s current expression basically proved that what Li Shu said was true.

 

This was no problem for Chu Wang: “It’s simple.”

 

“Just have Zhang Yan look into it.”

 

For some reason, although Chu Wang’s tone was very normal, Yu Lan truly felt a sense of that illogical domineering CEO character from novels.

 

He looked at Chu Wang and said abruptly, “Mr. Chu, can you say something for me?”

 

Chu Wang didn’t understand, but he was willing to do anything for Yu Lan now: “What is it?”

 

Yu Lan put on a serious face, coughed, and said, “The weather is cooling; let the Yu family go bankrupt.”

 

Maybe it was because the performance was too exaggerated, Chu Wang laughed out loud.

 

“Why are you laughing!” Yu Lan broke character. He had finally transmigrated into a novel and couldn’t fully enjoy these cheesy lines?!

 

Looking into Yu Lan’s eyes, Chu Wang restrained his laughter and repeated in his usual tone, “The weather is cooling; let the Yu family go bankrupt.”

 

As the biological son of the Yu family, hearing this made Yu Lan’s eyes light up. He clapped his hands like a seal: “Great! Perfect! It had exactly the right tone!”

 

If he wasn’t afraid Chu Wang would find it troublesome, Yu Lan would have asked him to repeat it again.

 

Although Chu Wang didn’t understand why repeating a sentence could make Yu Lan so happy, he was clearly affected by it, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

 

He didn’t care if Yu Lan was happy because of what he said or something else. He just felt that his mood improved along with Yu Lan’s.

 

A year ago, he would have found such a request unreasonable and boring, but now, those thoughts had completely disappeared. It seemed like as long as Yu Lan was happy, doing these things was no problem.

 

Once Yu Lan was done being happy, he returned to discussing serious matters: “But Mr. Chu, I don’t understand what you said. Even if the Yu family is really in trouble now, what do they need to do to turn things around?”

 

Chu Wang thought for a moment. He recalled the industries where the Yu family had previously been profitable and, with a patience he didn’t realize he had, began to analyze it for Yu Lan. He explained how to enter each industry in simple terms and then concluded: “Actually, the fastest way now is to wait for a new round of financing, or for a sudden policy change. When the direction changes, that’s when they can start making money.”

 

Yu Lan understood some of it and tried to respond: “I get it, but things like market direction and the broader environment are unpredictable and too passive, so they still need a backer or a cash cow, right?”

 

Chu Wang nodded: “Very smart.”

 

After receiving the compliment, Yu Lan’s little curls seemed to perk up. He still tried to act modest: “That’s because Mr. Chu taught me well.”

 

“So the Chu family is the best option, whether as a cash cow or a backer. As long as they can cling to you, they’ll survive,” Yu Lan calculated. “No wonder Liang Zhiyu keeps trying to send him to find me.”

 

“If you don’t want to deal with it, you can directly tell my mother, and she can even put pressure on them publicly,” Chu Wang said calmly. “That way, not only would we not help them, but others related to them would also be wary, leaving them even more isolated.”

 

“Unless they can find some other solution, this time they won’t just be hurt. They might not even be able to repay their debts.”

 

Yu Lan was fascinated by his expression and nodded repeatedly: “Oh, oh.”

 

“…Why are you staring at me like that?” Chu Wang turned his head and saw Yu Lan staring at him with wide eyes. “Weren’t you the one who said you wanted the Yu family to go bankrupt?”

 

Yu Lan was stunned. Seeing Chu Wang’s matter-of-fact expression, his heartbeat quickened: “I… I just wanted you to repeat it!”

 

“But you look really handsome when you’re analyzing seriously,” Yu Lan felt he should compliment him at the right time. “I’ve never seen it before and wanted to take a few more looks.”

 

His original intention was to praise Chu Wang a bit, but he probably didn’t gauge it well, and now Chu Wang had stiffened.

 

As a soul without a physical form, he slightly tilted his body in midair as a cover-up, then turned his face back with a calm and reliable demeanor, as if Yu Lan’s words hadn’t caused any ripples. “Is that so.”

 

Yu Lan’s eyes sparkled. “Mm-hmm.”

 

… This time, Chu Wang turned completely towards him.

 

So the discussion about Yu Ling gradually turned strange, but Yu Lan managed to send a message to Zhang Yan during a break. The other party’s efficiency was outstanding, sending a well-organized report in less than twenty minutes, along with a brief analysis of the current development of various companies under the Yu family.

 

Opening it, Yu Lan found it hardly differed from what Chu Wang had said.

 

“So they definitely won’t sit still. They won’t be able to solve their current problems by approaching other minor doors and households, unless some foreign big company does charity and finances them. Otherwise, they’ll definitely come to you again,” Chu Wang said. “If you can’t figure out how to solve it specifically, it’s better to wait for them to come to you on their own. That way, there will be more loopholes.”

 

Yu Lan “Mm-hmm”ed, unable to help adding, “No wonder Liang Zhiyu agreed to marry without batting an eyelid. If it had been a second later, you might have regretted it.”

 

This time, Chu Wang didn’t respond immediately.

 

He couldn’t help but think of what happened back then.

 

The Chu family hastily decided to find a child from the Yu family as the object of their congratulations when that Zhao surnamed charlatan—now probably referred to as a master—came. At that time, he stood by the bed and felt endless disgust.

 

But no one would know the resistance of a soul plus a vegetable, Chu Wang could only watch them make decisions for him, choose a date, and say a name that was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

 

Chu Wang has always despised those who are wise after the event.

 

At that time, he only felt pain and resistance, lamenting that he couldn’t do anything, couldn’t do anything.

 

And now…

 

He looked at the person in front of him, and after a few seconds, he nodded almost imperceptibly, “Yes.”

 

He actually felt… fortunate.

 

Fortunate for the Yu family’s abandonment of blood relatives, fortunate for the Yu family’s ruthlessness, fortunate that he still retained some senses, able to hear a voice coming towards him on that hopeless night.

 

Chu Wang looked at Yu Lan’s lips moving in and out, and suddenly said, “Take me outside for a walk.”

 

Yu Lan hadn’t figured out why he suddenly said this, “Huh?”

 

Chu Wang’s tone was calm, not a request, just a statement, “Since you came, I can occasionally see a bit of the outside world.”

 

“The osmanthus from last time probably hasn’t finished falling, right?” he said, “Accompany me to see.”

 

So Yu Lan had no other thoughts and nodded immediately, “Okay.”

 

“Then I’ll hug you later, and you can come out and talk to me.” Yu Lan thought for him, “It’s good to be able to have a conversation like this.”

 

Chu Wang watched Yu Lan bring him to the wheelchair, suddenly feeling quite despicable.

 

Actually, he didn’t really want to see if the osmanthus was still there. He also didn’t have a sense of smell and couldn’t smell the autumn air in the evening.

 

But he seemed unable to control such thoughts, even though he still had no physical form now, no sensation—yet he wanted to talk to Yu Lan, not just in the square bedroom, but in the autumn sunset, in every changing space.

 

When Yu Lan pushed Chu Wang downstairs, the butler saw him and wanted to help, “Mr. Yu, dinner will be ready soon. Shall I assist?”

 

He smiled and shook his head to decline, still maintaining a docile appearance when facing others, “Thank you, Uncle. The weather isn’t too cold yet. I’m taking Mr. Chu out for a walk and a chat.”

 

Now the people of the Chu family occasionally hear Yu Lan’s voice when passing by Chu Wang’s room, but they all think Yu Lan is just habitually talking to the vegetative state, trying to wake him up, and no one thinks much about it.

 

After all, from the perspective of the Chu family, Yu Lan really likes Chu Wang. He does everything with him, and with what happened last time when Yu Ling came to help block the water, everyone is deeply convinced and considerate enough to leave space for them.

 

Yu Lan proceeded downstairs smoothly like this.

 

The Chu family’s yard was quite large, with two rows of connected villas next to it, and the entire garden enveloped them, offering plenty of space.

 

Moreover, the yard’s design was quite exquisite, each direction had its unique ingenuity, and the plants planted were all different.

 

And Xi Yun liked flowers, so she specially built a flower house in the backyard, full of rare varieties not seen in the current season. When Chu Wang had just had an accident, she couldn’t eat or drink tea and felt bored, so she would come in and breathe.

 

Yu Lan had never been here before, but this time, thinking of taking Chu Wang out and the words Chu Wang had said in the room, he decided to take a few more steps and let his vegetable husband see some different scenery.

 

However, even if he knew what the “boot-up” elements were, Yu Lan felt a little embarrassed when he walked into the yard.

 

He pushed him into the flower house, glanced around to ensure no one else was nearby, then quietly called out, “Mr. Chu,” before slowly moving in front of the wheelchair, blushing as he hugged him close.

 

Similar to their previous encounter in the office, needing to be even closer this time, Yu Lan muttered to himself, cursing inwardly, as he gingerly sat on the vegetative man’s lap, extending his arms around his back securely.

 

After a few minutes, he finally heard the voice he had just called his name, “Yu Lan.”

 

Perhaps it was an illusion, or some other scientific inexplicable reason, Yu Lan felt that Chu Wang’s voice calling him from outside was different from in the room. In the room, he might have felt more tangible, whereas outside, it seemed ephemeral, as if it could disappear at any moment.

 

Upon hearing this voice, just as he was about to get off him, Chu Wang remarked, “Why are your ears so red?”

 

If he hadn’t said anything, Yu Lan might not have noticed, but now that Chu Wang mentioned it, Yu Lan felt his ears burning—what else could it be!

 

He considered himself a fairly innocent guy, and this situation was a bit embarrassing for him. Wasn’t this abnormal?

 

Moreover, now that Chu Wang had mentioned it, Yu Lan felt even more awkward about getting off directly.

 

Because his face was now reddening because of that comment.

 

“You… don’t look at me,” Yu Lan said despairingly, resting his chin on Chu Wang’s shoulder.

 

“Mm,” Chu Wang replied, “I’m not looking at you, I’m looking at the flowers.”

 

After saying that, he actually turned away, focusing intently on admiring the flowers in the flower house.

 

Yu Lan’s entire face was burning hot. Instead of loosening his grip on Chu Wang’s hands, he tightened them more than before.

 

The scene from the office where he hugged him and was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Yan flashed before his eyes again—

 

Yu Lan felt hopeless. He considered himself thick-skinned enough, and he had never encountered such a situation before. Embarrassing moments seemed to have concentrated on him since meeting Chu Wang less than nineteen years ago.

 

He silently thought, absentmindedly pulling at the vegetative man’s body with his fingers.

 

He didn’t get off.

 

It was as if Chu Wang wouldn’t see his expression as long as he didn’t get off.

 

And it seemed…

 

Having become accustomed to this position, Yu Lan sat on the padded Chu Wang’s body, soft, and unexpectedly found it quite comfortable.

 

The vegetative person breathes, and Yu Lan hears it clearly by his ear, deeper and heavier than a normal person’s.

 

Chu Wang, seeming reluctant to further embarrass Yu Lan, remains quiet at this moment.

 

Yu Lan sits on him, leaning against him, hugging him, feeling that there is nothing better than now, he thinks.

 

Chu Wang has recently often had some absurd thoughts, such as envying his own body, and now this absurd idea has reached its peak.

 

The soul has no sound, and Yu Lan’s ears are red at this moment, obediently lying on him. Chu Wang uncontrollably reaches out, but still can’t touch him at all.

 

Yu Lan looks outside in his current position and unexpectedly finds this angle quite comfortable.

 

He simply doesn’t turn back and chats with Chu Wang half-heartedly, “Mr. Chu, how many of the flowers in this flower house do you recognize?”

 

“A long time ago, Uncle Guo mentioned it a few times, and I still recognize some,” Chu Wang casually replied. Guo is the butler’s surname. “But now there seem to be many new varieties, and I can’t recognize them well.”

 

“It’s still good to be able to come out,” Chu Wang said. “I still want to thank you for bringing me out.”

 

“It’s nothing. You’ve helped me a lot too,” Yu Lan said, resting his chin on the vegetative man’s shoulder without turning his head, “It’s just a matter of raising my hand.”

 

Chu Wang’s words were not frequent, just occasionally saying a sentence or two.

 

Probably because the temperature in the greenhouse was just right, Yu Lan yawned and his voice became quieter.

 

“If you’re sleepy, go back to sleep first,” Chu Wang noticed and said.

 

Yu Lan shook his head lazily, “It was hard enough to bring you down, Mr. Chu. You said you wanted to see more, it’s fine with me.”

 

Chu Wang found it difficult to describe his current feelings.

 

But Yu Lan probably got over the embarrassment just now. Now he even thought it was okay like this and enthusiastically said to Chu Wang, “If you don’t mind, let me lean against you and sleep for a while.”

 

“Ten minutes, I promise just ten minutes. When it’s time, just remember to wake me up,” Yu Lan said confidently, “And if I sleep against you, it will ensure that I won’t shut down unexpectedly, so you can enjoy the flowers more.”

 

Of course, another reason was that Yu Lan found this position increasingly comfortable now, sometimes feeling too lazy to move when drowsiness came over him.

 

Chu Wang started to say, “But…”

 

But this time he didn’t finish his sentence. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Lan’s head nodding down, probably intoxicated by the warmth of the flower house, and he closed his eyes.

 

He held back the rest of his words.

 

Perhaps it was the pleasant temperature of the flower house, or perhaps Yu Lan had let off some steam in the afternoon, but now that he had relaxed, he was indeed feeling a bit sleepy.

 

Chu Wang, despite his illness causing him to lose some weight, still maintained a tall and slender stature that could endure the appearance of a young man.

 

After waiting for a few minutes, Chu Wang finally walked around to face Yu Lan, observing how he slept peacefully with his eyes covered by long lashes.

 

Yu Lan had beautiful eyes, sometimes crafty when speaking to people, showing intelligence. Yet, when discussing things that displeased him, he could be emotional and a bit confrontational, which made him even more vivid.

 

But now, his eyes were covered by his long eyelashes, looking very gentle, with a slight smile on his lips, indicating that he had finally cheered up after complaining to himself this afternoon.

 

Even though he knew he was just a soul, Chu Wang still cautiously reached out his hand, lightly trying to touch Yu Lan’s lips.

 

He stopped when his fingertips were just millimeters away from Yu Lan’s face, not continuing any further. This way, Chu Wang could tell himself that he had indeed made contact.

 

This was one of the rare self-deceptions in his life, seemingly exhausted during this time.

 

Chu Wang knew that he had deliberately called out to Yu Lan just now, deliberately asking him why his earlobes were turning red.

 

Yu Lan would definitely feel a bit embarrassed, and maybe Chu Wang could hold him a little longer.

 

It turned out that he guessed right.

 

Since Yu Lan pushed him into this flower house, Chu Wang had not seriously looked at any flower.

 

The room was full of expensive and rare collections, but Chu Wang was only interested in stealing glances at him.

 

The soul is nothingness and should not have any sensation.

 

But his heart was elsewhere, in a place he couldn’t reach, in the chest held by Yu Lan.

 

Yet at this moment, Chu Wang still felt an indescribable flutter.

 

Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but smile.

 

Interesting. He even found time to think about it, feeling the soul stirring while his heart fell asleep.

 

Yu Lan said to wake him in ten minutes, and Chu Wang probably counted the time. But when the time came, he didn’t immediately speak up.

 

If… only he could stay a little longer.

 

Just then, he heard a faint sound nearby.

 

It was Uncle Guo speaking, seemingly saying something to someone—

 

Chu Wang’s hearing was sharp and caught it.

 

“Madam, you’re back?”

 

Immediately followed by Xi Yun’s voice, “Yes, where’s Xiao Yu?”

 

“Oh, just said he wanted to take Mr. Chu out for a walk, probably in the yard. It’s almost dinner time, I’ll go call him—”

 

Uncle Guo intended to bring Xi Yun over.

 

“No need, you go ahead,” Xi Yun said, “I’ll find them.”

 

Chu Wang didn’t have time to wake up Yu Lan. Xi Yun had already walked over this way.

 

Perhaps out of habit, Xi Yun would come to the flower house and didn’t take any detours, almost walking straight over.

 

But soon, the crisp sound of high heels stopped.

 

Chu Wang looked up and, through the void, saw Xi Yun standing still.

 

Clearly, as soon as Xi Yun approached, she saw the scene.

 

In her beloved flower house, the unfavored child of the Yu family, Yu Lan, was hugging Chu Wang, resting peacefully with his head gently on his shoulder, quietly asleep.

 

Their posture wasn’t strange, even affectionate.

 

From her perspective, she could see their intertwined necks and the quiet side profiles with closed eyes.

 

If someone who knew nothing about the situation saw this scene passing by, they probably wouldn’t think much, assuming them to be a loving couple embracing.

 

Chu Wang watched Xi Yun slow down her steps and then stand still, subconsciously covering half of her face with her right hand.

 

But soon, an expression of relief appeared in her eyes, just taking one more glance before refraining from moving forward.

 

Xi Yun turned back, and Chu Wang heard her saying to Uncle Guo, “Xiao Yu fell asleep. Let’s call him later.”

 

Uncle Guo seemed to say something, and Xi Yun just smiled.

 

“It’s okay. No need to disturb him.”

 

As the figure moved away, Chu Wang’s gaze returned to Yu Lan’s face.

 

It was fortunate that he was asleep now. Otherwise, if he encountered such a scene again, his face might turn red again.

 

Chu Wang realized that he could already imagine what expression Yu Lan would show, how he would speak, and how he would disguise it, pretending to be calm and making up some words.

 

He could even imagine the details on Yu Lan’s face, every subtle, imperceptible change.

 

Chu Wang thought, at least for now, both Zhang Yan and Xi Yun seemed to think they were a couple.

 

Even though the details were different, this could still be attributed to Yu Lan’s earlier fabricated words. But from Xi Yun’s expression just now, it wasn’t hard to see that she should also be happy about it.

 

Chu Wang couldn’t help but curl his lips.

 

How nice. Yet another person thinks they should be together.

 

If only it were true—Chu Wang couldn’t help himself and reached out to touch Yu Lan’s slightly curled hair.

 

Even though it was just emptiness and he didn’t know what his hair felt like, this understanding still made him feel content.

 

Because he believed so himself.

 

AN –

 

My mind: This chapter needs to be written xxxx.

 

My hand: What! Inner monologue! Clickety-clack, clickety-clack—