After Marrying Bigshot Vegetable Boss - Chapter 62

By the time Yu Lan heard news related to Yu Ling again, it had already been several days.

Yu Lan wasn’t particularly concerned with other people’s opinions, so he just went about his days as usual—attending classes, and if Chuwei was free, he would pick him up. When Yu Lan had free time at the company, he would go find Chuwei.

While most people at the company had gradually come to accept the fact that Chuwei had suddenly changed his attitude after recovering from his illness and that their relationship seemed genuine, there were still some who believed Yu Lan must have used some sort of trick or charm to captivate Chuwei, and it seemed unlikely that this would change soon.

Aside from this, Chuwei was returning to normal. Various issues and grudges that arose from his coma were being resolved one by one.

That morning, Yu Lan had only one major class. He had arranged with the driver to pick him up after class.

However, due to sleeping an extra five minutes, he arrived at the classroom just in time.

When Yu Lan looked up, the atmosphere in the classroom seemed subtly different from before. Everyone was looking at him, but given that Chuwei had visited the school a few times, his classmates had gradually gotten used to this fact and shouldn’t be showing such expressions.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhong Jiale pulled him down to sit.

“Damn, are you still—”

Zhong Jiale’s words were cut off when the teacher’s stern voice interrupted: “Zhong Jiale, you’re already talking before I’ve even started the PPT. Do you want to give the lecture instead?”

It was their strictest professor, known for being attentive to classroom discipline and for calling out students. Just as Yu Lan thought he might be reprimanded as well, the teacher’s gaze shifted to him, paused for a moment, and then the teacher said, “Forget it,” and continued the lesson.

Yu Lan was stunned. He thought this teacher had never had a precedent for special treatment, and the way the teacher looked at him even seemed… sympathetic?

Why would he feel sympathy for him?

As soon as he looked away, Zhong Jiale tugged at his hand slightly and showed him his phone screen.

It was a news article that Yu Lan initially didn’t pay much attention to, as he was somewhat used to seeing himself featured in news after Chuwei’s recovery.

However, this news involved Yu Lan’s estranged family rather than Chuwei. It reported that after Yu Family’s bankruptcy settlement, following the sale of most valuable properties, vehicles, and many personal collectibles and luxury items, Yu Hong produced a DNA report and hospital records from the time of delivery.

The report showed that Yu Ling was not their biological child, and Yu Family actually only had one child, who was Yu Lan, the one who had recently married Chuwei and was referred to as a “distant relative” by the public.

Yu Hong admitted that there had been a mistake back then, and Yu Ling had been raised as their child for twenty years. They had indeed sought out Yu Lan during his first year of college, but due to concerns about the child’s ability to accept the truth and other unspeakable reasons, they chose to keep it hidden.

They admitted that during the time of concealment, they had not taken good care of their biological child, causing him distress, and they were deeply sorry as parents.

Since Chuwei had clearly shown intent to sever ties with them, Yu Hong and Liang Zhiyu had been unable to contact him, which led them to publicly disclose this information, even stating their intentions.

Their main intention was, according to Yu Hong, to acknowledge their many debts to him over the years. They didn’t expect him to return, but they made it clear that if he ever forgave them, Yu Family would always be his home, and they would always be his biological parents.

Yu Lan frowned, his tone unchanged: “I thought it was something major.”

He had never met the father described in the article, and he didn’t care what the family thought, especially since he hadn’t cared about their matters since Liang Zhiyu had come to find him.

No wonder his classmates looked at him with such expressions when he entered the classroom earlier.

It seemed there were many emotions—shock, exclamation, pity, and disbelief toward the Yu Family.

So as soon as class ended, everyone surged towards him.

“Your… no, your biological parents are too much, aren’t they?!”

“It’s okay, you’re better off now than they are!”

“Ah…”

“I always thought something was off about that guy. His expression was strange last time he came to our school. Turns out he was a fake.”

“He probably knew for a long time, feeling illegitimate, and that’s why he acted so high-profile.”

Then came another piece of news.

That morning, while they were still in the first class and shocked by this news, a new development came from the neighboring class—

Yu Ling’s school, after uncovering scandals involving instigating, manipulating, and bullying students from both their school and others, as well as cheating on exams, decided to expel him.

The classroom instantly buzzed with excitement.

Yu Lan had never felt so popular. Everyone was friendly, though perhaps a bit gossipy, but without malice.

Everyone felt Yu Ling got what he deserved, showing no sympathy for his situation or punishment, only surprised that Yu Lan had endured so much but still looked cheerful.

Yu Lan was truly indifferent to this punishment, thinking it was better this way. Yu Ling would no longer see him. Whether he could turn his life around was up to him, but that would be another story.

As for the villain and antagonist in this story, Yu Lan was content with his current life.

Though he didn’t care much about Yu Ling’s fate, thinking about it made him happy—perhaps his previous happiness was because of himself. He could understand and deliberately chose not to dwell on the so-called suffering in other people’s eyes.

But now things seemed different.

There were other things that made him happy. Past experiences became laughable memories, and the future no longer seemed aimless.

He wasn’t sure when he started smiling, but Yu Lan felt a surge of excitement and eagerly awaited the end of class.

When the bell rang, he didn’t bother explaining anything else to his classmates. He grabbed his bag and hurried out of the classroom without looking back.

If there was something to grasp, he had to seize the moment and go see him immediately.

Yu Lan got into the car with this feeling, only to find the driver wasn’t heading towards the company, which made him puzzled: “Wasn’t Chuwei going to the company this morning?”

“Mr. Chu said that if you were done with class, he would prefer to have you dropped off at home first.”

Yu Lan nodded: “Is Chuwei very busy today?”

Telling him to go back first probably meant that Chuwei was heading to a meeting and might not have time for him.

After all, his leg hadn’t fully recovered yet, so he still needed a wheelchair. There was no one else in the car, and the butler who usually accompanied him wasn’t there either, so it seemed Chuwei was indeed still at the company.

He didn’t doubt it and had originally planned to go find Chuwei to tell him about the news, but it seemed he could wait until Chuwei got back.

As Yu Lan was thinking this, he got out of the car and, before he could even go upstairs, saw Chuwei leisurely strolling in the garden in his wheelchair.

He was startled and hurried over, squatting down in front of him: “You’re back?”

“I thought you had something to do today,” Yu Lan said.

“No,” Chuwei replied, still sitting in the wheelchair and looking up at him. “There weren’t many things today, so I came back early.”

Yu Lan wasn’t quite convinced and looked at him nervously: “Is your leg still hurting? But you looked much better the past few days…”

He bit his lip: “Should we call the doctor to take a look?”

Yu Lan was about to stand up, but before he could take a step, Chuwei grabbed his wrist.

Chuwei seemed especially gentle today. He smiled at Yu Lan and said, “It’s really fine.”

“Then how…”

Yu Lan was a bit confused.

But he was eager to share today’s events with Chuwei, his eyes lighting up as he told him about the Yu Family’s statement and Yu Ling’s expulsion decision.

After finishing, he wondered if he had been too cheerful and glanced at Chuwei: “Did I seem too happy?”

“It felt a bit like schadenfreude,” Yu Lan added.

However, Chuwei simply looked up at him, seeming to think his self-reflection was unnecessary, and questioned him like a true antagonist from a book: “Why shouldn’t you be happy?”

“They brought this upon themselves. You should be glad,” Chuwei said calmly.

Yu Lan nodded without any psychological burden.

“But I really wanted to find you when I received the news,” Yu Lan said with a smile, his eyes bright and youthful, filled with unshakable sincerity, as if he would always be passionate and straightforward. “I didn’t expect you to come back first.”

“Is your leg really okay?” Yu Lan was still concerned and squatted down again, examining Chuwei. “You wouldn’t have come back from the company suddenly before…”

Before Yu Lan could finish his worried words, he fell silent in an instant.

— Chuwei, without holding onto the wheelchair, simply reached out and stood up on his own.

He was already quite tall, and his recent exercise had brought his physique back to its original state. Yu Lan, still squatting, looked up from this angle and found Chuwei extraordinarily tall.

Yu Lan was stunned and opened his mouth in surprise. Before he could speak, Chuwei said, “I’ve been feeling more at ease these past two days. When I got to the company today, I found I could walk easily on my own, so I came back directly.”

Chuwei reached out his hand to Yu Lan.

The young man was still dazed but instinctively placed his fingers in Chuwei’s palm.

Chuwei gently pulled, and Yu Lan stood up, then uncontrollably reached out and embraced him.

At the moment of falling into Chuwei’s embrace, Yu Lan found himself a bit dazed, realizing that Chuwei was so tall, and this was what it felt like to be held by him while standing.

“Really, really okay?” His voice trembled as if he couldn’t believe it could happen so quickly. He wrapped his arms around Chuwei’s back, stroking it inch by inch as if trying to confirm something.

Chuwei nodded lightly.

“Then, should I see if I need to tell Auntie, or—”

Yu Lan was a bit incoherent and about to say more when Chuwei moved again and took a new action.

He actually—

Bowed slightly and knelt in front of him.

Yu Lan understood in an instant.

Compared to before, Chuwei’s expression seemed less composed now, with a hint of unconscious wavering in his eyes, unsure if this was the right thing to do, but despite lacking experience, his actions were undoubtedly gentle.

Despite the residual pain, Chuwei’s face remained calm, almost making one forget that he had just recovered and could stand up now, which was already a miracle, and he still couldn’t run.

“Though it’s still not perfect, I couldn’t help myself,” Chuwei said.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, since the first time I went to your school, when Song Sijue misunderstood that we couldn’t even afford a ring.”

Yu Lan looked down with a pounding heart and saw a simple, understated men’s wedding ring on Chuwei’s hand.

Even though he knew how such things were supposed to happen and tried desperately to calm himself as soon as Chuwei knelt down, all his silent screams were in vain. He felt as if he were walking on clouds, and the embrace from earlier still lingered, reminding him that this was happening.

Yu Lan had never liked such scenes on TV before, finding them boring and unrealistic. He didn’t expect himself to be any different, unable to control his racing heart with every movement from Chuwei.

He couldn’t see Chuwei’s expression clearly, maybe his hair was messy, or he was surprised and a bit dazed.

“I know you don’t care about these things, but I do.”

Chuwei closed his eyes, gently kissed the back of Yu Lan’s hand, and softly asked, “I want to propose to you again. I wonder if you’ll say yes?”