After Marrying Bigshot Vegetable Boss - Chapter 58

Putting this aside for now, ever since Chu Wang made an appearance at the school and then took Yu Lan home, there had been nonstop discussions about it.

 

People from different perspectives were shocked by different aspects. While classmates were still astonished that Yu Lan’s supposedly married partner was the recently awakened big shot, some who liked to imagine scenarios without any ill intent had already started imagining a plot.

 

Regardless, this matter had exceeded everyone’s expectations. So, very few people noticed that after Chu Wang took Yu Lan away, someone else got out of another car in the distance long after they had left.

 

Most of the onlookers had dispersed, but Song Sijue still saw it.

 

His gaze briefly stayed on the person before emotionlessly moving away.

 

Yu Ling’s face showed a kind of bewildered, devastated collapse, but at the moment he met Song Sijue’s gaze, it suddenly turned hysterical.

 

Maybe because they were at the school gate, Yu Ling’s deeply ingrained facade couldn’t completely fall away, so Song Sijue simply averted his eyes and walked in the other direction.

 

Everything that had happened since returning to the country was absurd. Whether in work or other matters, nothing had developed as expected. Song Sijue found it hard not to recall how Yu Lan had rushed towards Chu Wang earlier, suddenly feeling that his own worries and imaginings were probably just insignificant jokes to others.

 

He slowly exhaled a breath from his chest.

 

There was indeed no need for him to stay here any longer.

 

However, on his way back, before leaving the school, Song Sijue still overheard some of the earlier discussions.

 

Some were about Yu Ling.

 

With the shocking news, naturally, some became curious about the previous rumors about Yu Ling in the university town, and with the recent financial crisis of the Yu family, some people couldn’t help but connect the dots.

 

“You know, I almost feel like it’s a Cinderella story!”

 

“Hahaha, are you saying the newly awakened big shot is the glass slipper?”

 

“Not exactly… but didn’t the Yu family always say they had only one child? So now, with this situation…?”

 

“Forget it, I don’t understand you rich people.”

 

“That should still be true, right? Didn’t Yu Ling hold a big birthday party last year? The commotion was pretty big, it couldn’t have been fake.”

 

Song Sijue was startled but suddenly thought of something.

 

He had planned to buy something for Yu Ling as a birthday gift, but after being preempted, he gave up and thought of finding something else instead, only to discover Yu Ling’s true nature.

 

So, every year when Yu Ling was surrounded by admirers on his birthday, was it not really his?

 

Yu Lan led Chu Wang out of the conservatory, heading back to the restaurant for dinner.

 

He was unusually silent the whole way, but his face was still a bit red, and his eyes were still bright.

 

He kept hooking Chu Wang’s fingers as they walked, holding them for a while before pretending nothing was going on and continuing to walk together.

 

Because of this, the short walk took Yu Lan over ten minutes. When they were almost back at the villa, Chu Wang laughed and said, “Yu Lan, if you want to hold hands, you can hold them longer.”

 

“I’m not—” Yu Lan instinctively wanted to deny it.

 

But Chu Wang quickly added, “Because I want to as well.”

 

“…” So Yu Lan swallowed back his words, mumbling softly, “How come you’re not embarrassed?”

 

Chu Wang seemed to think about it seriously, then said, “After all, everything unspoken has been seen by you.”

 

Yu Lan pressed his lips together slightly, but a sweet smile still overflowed from the corners of his eyes as he pretended to look at the nearly bare tree branches outside: “Is that so.”

 

He heard a light chuckle.

 

The atmosphere was perfect, if not for the interruption a minute later.

 

Liang Zhiyu was standing by the fence outside, calling out to him excitedly, “Xiao Lan!”

 

Both of them paused.

 

After all, Yu Ling still needed to maintain some superficial dignity, but Liang Zhiyu, after hearing about what happened at the school, didn’t even wait for Yu Ling to come home and had rushed over first.

 

Chu Wang unconsciously frowned.

 

Why did they come one after another, morning and night?

 

Yu Lan pretended not to see her and continued talking to Chu Wang: “I didn’t know she’d come so quickly.”

 

Chu Wang had just come to the school, and now a string of people followed.

 

Without permission, no one opened the outer gate for Liang Zhiyu, so she could only stand outside awkwardly and laughably, pretending to be affectionate while greeting those inside.

 

“What do you want to do?” Chu Wang stopped and looked up to ask.

 

But they both understood why Liang Zhiyu was here – she wanted to get close and hoped the Chu family would lend a hand.

 

For Chu Wang, it was a trivial matter, but it could indeed help them get through their difficulties.

 

“If it were up to me,” Chu Wang paused, “she wouldn’t even get through this gate.”

 

“But this is about you,” he said, “I want to hear your thoughts.”

 

Yu Lan also looked at him, saying, “Actually, I don’t know.”

 

“But I don’t seem to feel much,” Yu Lan, who initially tried to make things difficult for her just to make his own life easier at the Chu family, lost interest in dealing with her after seeing her true colors. This was the first time in days he had seen Liang Zhiyu again.

 

He poked Chu Wang’s shoulder: “Then let’s ignore her.”

 

Yu Lan whispered again: “After all, I’m not a good person either.”

 

Chu Wang seemed to nod slightly, and the two of them tacitly turned back to continue their meal, pretending Liang Zhiyu had never come.

 

However, Liang Zhiyu seemed to have come prepared. Seeing the backs of the two not far away, she suddenly raised her voice, “Xiao Lan, I know you’re probably angry with Mom, but your birthday is coming up in a few days—”

 

Both of them stopped moving.

 

Chu Wang placed his hand on his leg, while Yu Lan remained motionless.

 

Seeing that they had stopped, Liang Zhiyu felt she had achieved some effect and hurriedly continued, “I didn’t come here with any other intention, and it’s definitely not what you think…”

 

Yu Lan seemed to find it amusing and simply pushed Chu Wang, walking a bit closer.

 

He didn’t open the gate for Liang Zhiyu, who didn’t dare to look directly into Chu Wang’s eyes, only staring at Yu Lan.

 

“You heard something, right?” Yu Lan looked at her face, having no deep impression of Liang Zhiyu except for the time she forced him to comply during the ceremony.

 

“It was Mom’s fault for losing her head back then. Only now do I realize your brother… I mean, Yu Ling is actually that kind of person.”

 

Yu Lan initially just felt annoyed, but now he was even a bit curious about the discord between them: “What did he do?”

 

After saying it, he felt his tone was a bit gloating and quickly adjusted his expression, “Shouldn’t the birthday be celebrated for him? Why are you looking for me?”

 

Liang Zhiyu finally showed an awkward expression: “Xiao Lan, you know, you are the one who…”

 

“Whatever you want, your mom will make it up to you little by little over the years!” Liang Zhiyu’s face showed rare regret, murmuring, “We’re blood relatives; we should be a family.”

 

She glanced at Yu Lan and then quickly added, “But you need to take care of Mr. Chu now, right? It’s okay, I just came to tell you, your father is back too, and we’ll make it up together.”

 

Yu Lan thought for a moment and asked, “What about my brother?”

 

“He…” Liang Zhiyu’s eyes darkened, as if reluctant to mention him, then sighed, “Your brother also did some things wrong before, don’t hold it against him.”

 

“Is that so…” Yu Lan finally put on his innocent act, “Mom, didn’t you send me to the Chu family to lift their spirits? Now that Mr. Chu is getting better and has agreed to set me free, then when I go back—”

 

Chu Wang and Liang Zhiyu both looked at Yu Lan.

 

Although knowing what he meant, Chu Wang still felt a bit concerned. Before he could speak, Yu Lan secretly hooked his finger behind his back, finally soothing him.

 

But Liang Zhiyu’s face stiffened, and she couldn’t help but glance at Chu Wang.

 

Chu Wang looked up expressionlessly, not intending to chat with his nominal “mother-in-law.”

 

Liang Zhiyu felt a chill from his gaze and heard Yu Lan say, “Oh, I just like Mr. Chu. Being able to stay with him for two months is priceless. I’ve already decided, I don’t want anything…”

 

“Xiao Lan, you…” Her mouth twitched slightly, as if not expecting Yu Lan to say this but couldn’t say it clearly, stammering, “Anyway, you take good care of Mr. Chu—”

 

“Didn’t you say you just wanted to see me? Won’t you be happy if I go back?”

 

Liang Zhiyu immediately waved her hand: “Of course not—”

 

“But I won’t go back.” Yu Lan lost interest after testing her out and said, “You can live well with my brother.”

 

“By the way, do you know what he’s like at school?” Yu Lan briefly mentioned Li Shu’s matter, successfully seeing Liang Zhiyu’s face darken.

 

Whether she was angry at Yu Ling for bullying classmates or for embezzling funds, he didn’t care.

 

“Did he really do that?” Liang Zhiyu’s expression was ugly.

 

“And how can you break your word,” Yu Lan looked at her, “You said you’d give me money as compensation when we got married, but now there’s nothing and you want me back? How can there be such a good deal?”

 

Liang Zhiyu immediately thought of the card she had given Yu Ling and raised her voice: “I didn’t tell him to—”

 

Her face was full of disgust and anger.

 

Yu Lan stood still, watching her expressions change and coming to a conclusion.

 

Any subtle emotions had now faded, and his voice lost its sweetness: “I can’t help your company from going bankrupt.”

 

Yu Lan was now even calmer than before, speaking to her without any pretense, though he didn’t look at her, as if recalling some insignificant memories.

 

“I used to think you favored Yu Ling. If you genuinely cared for him, even if it was just biased motherly love, I might have a bit of affection for you,” Yu Lan said.

 

Liang Zhiyu seemed unwilling, or perhaps she didn’t understand: “But you are my child; I don’t even know Yu Ling’s birthday—”

 

“So what?” Yu Lan leaned on the chair, saying lightly, “I don’t know my own birthday either.”

 

“Then it will be tomorrow,” Chu Wang, who had been silent, spoke softly.

 

“Get rid of those useless burdens,” Chu Wang didn’t give Liang Zhiyu a glance, only looking at Yu Lan, “From now on, let’s celebrate a new beginning.”

 

AN- It’s a bit short

 

I wanted to write yesterday, but got stuck and fell asleep, and now I’m having a fever (）

 

So dizzy, I’m about to pass out.