After Marrying Bigshot Vegetable Boss - Chapter 8

As Yu Lan finished his emotional recount of his underground romance with Chu Wang, the whole room fell silent.

 

Even the sparrows outside the window dared not chirp too loudly, fearing to disturb this tear-inducing tale of deep affection.

 

“So, many people outside say I was coerced, but that’s not true. They don’t know how happy I was when I found out I could come here amidst my sorrow…” Yu Lan let it all out, his gaze returning to the comatose figure of Chu Wang lying on the bed. “It’s great, I can be with Ah Wang again.”

 

Zhang Yan: “…”

 

All her rationality told her that this story might not be entirely believable.

 

But if it wasn’t as Yu Lan said, then how did he know the password that even Chu Wang’s closest relatives didn’t know?

 

And back then, Chu Wang had said that regardless of whether it was him personally contacting her, as long as someone used this number to reach her, it meant it was definitely at Chu Wang’s behest.

 

Zhang Yan didn’t believe, but she had to believe. With a very subtle but unquestionably respectful tone, she said, “Mr. Yu, you… have worked hard.”

 

“Not hard, because love makes hardship bearable,” Yu Lan replied promptly.

 

Zhang Yan was truly puzzled, so she simply turned around and glanced at the ceiling.

 

Chu Wang’s gaze met hers across the void.

 

Don’t look at him; he doesn’t know either.

 

He only just found out about this past love affair of his.

 

Of course, Zhang Yan couldn’t see her own boss. She was just thinking that as Chu Wang’s most trusted secretary, she had prided herself on knowing her boss to some extent, but now…

 

The world of the wealthy was indeed mysterious.

 

“So…” Zhang Yan held back for a while but couldn’t resist any longer. “Mr. Yu, when did you and Mr. Chu get together?”

 

After all, Yu Lan still looked lively and youthful, so he shouldn’t be too old. And Chu Wang had been in a coma for a year. This relationship, as described by him, should have spanned quite a long time. Then…

 

For a moment, Zhang Yan even thought, could it be that her boss was breaking the law?

 

Fortunately, Yu Lan had already roughly planned this out in his mind before coming and had considered the timeline. After pretending to ponder for two seconds, he said, “About a year and a half ago, when I was eighteen.”

 

“I was attending a school sponsored by the welfare institution at the time, and that’s where Ah Wang and I met.”

 

Yu Lan understood that such a bizarre tale, though far-fetched, would make people less likely to scrutinize minor details due to the overwhelming shock. After all, since the story was already out there, whether he exaggerated a bit more or less didn’t really matter.

 

“At that time… at that time, he was the one who pursued me first.” Yu Lan displayed an expression of recalling fond memories.

 

Zhang Yan’s jaw, which had been about to close, dropped again.

 

Her boss turned out to be a romantic???

 

As Chu Wang listened, he couldn’t help but chuckle, even starting to appreciate Yu Lan’s psychological resilience, observing with interest as if the protagonist in the story being told wasn’t himself.

 

Yu Lan had no psychological burden. He remembered the plot from the original book. After all, this antagonist would eventually be moved by the true goodness of the fake young master in the later stages. Although it was written quite vaguely, he would still spend a lot of money to pursue the fake young master. So, what was wrong with him using it a bit earlier?

 

“Ahn Wang pursued me relentlessly. He didn’t hesitate to buy an entire island for me; because of my surname, he planted my favorite hyacinths all over that island…” Yu Lan sighed. “At first, I really didn’t intend to agree, and I rejected him many times, but he persevered, and in the end, we…”

 

Yu Lan finally finished weaving this tale, then said.

 

“Miss Zhang, can you keep this secret for us?”

 

Zhang Yan’s expression froze: “…Okay.”

She nodded before realizing, if her own boss had been deeply in love with the other person and was unwaveringly committed, how did they break up?

 

But gossip about her boss couldn’t be known too much. Even if she was curious to the point of scratching her heart out, she couldn’t ask further.

 

After all, just in case—she emphasized, just in case—Chu Wang had a chance to wake up and found out she knew his secret, she might have to move out of this city overnight.

 

She finally regained her professionalism and coughed lightly, “Okay, Mr. Yu, I just wanted to confirm this matter.”

 

“Since you and Mr. Chu used to… have a romantic relationship and you can contact me, feel free to ask me for anything you need in the future.”

 

Yu Lan achieved his goal and nodded happily, “Thank you, Miss Zhang!”

 

Zhang Yan wiped her sweat, looking at her current boss with a thought in her mind, too honored, too honored.

 

“Could you also do me a favor?” Yu Lan recalled what Xi Yun had instructed before leaving. “I want to take him downstairs to soak up some sun. Would you mind lending a hand?”

 

She nodded and was about to come help when she saw Yu Lan quickly walk to the side of the comatose person, squatting down gently and looking up, speaking sweetly to the person, “Mr. Chu, I’m going to push you downstairs for a walk.”

 

Zhang Yan assumed the conversation was just everyday communication with the comatose person, feeling a bit emotional.

 

She watched as Yu Lan spoke while affectionately holding the comatose person’s hand.

 

So natural, as if he had done it many times before.

 

At that moment, she thought to herself that maybe she shouldn’t question the authenticity of this matter.

 

She immersed herself in this thought and didn’t notice why Yu Lan changed his tone, switching from calling him “Ah Wang” back to “Mr. Chu.”

 

However, what she didn’t know was that Yu Lan just remembered he had to activate Chu Wang before approaching him.

 

In the space invisible to Zhang Yan, the soul clad in a brown sweater flickered and appeared in midair.

 

It seemed that the attire of the comatose person’s physical body also changed when Yu Lan touched him.

 

Although Yu Lan had a strong psychological resilience, having just fabricated a story, he blinked at Chu Wang, smiling even sweeter than pure locust tree honey.

 

“Yu Lan,” Chu Wang called him.

 

Chu Wang felt he should be angry because no one had ever dared to orchestrate his life like this.

 

But in fact, he just inexplicably curved his lips.

 

He even wanted to see how he would continue to deceive him.

 

Yu Lan just thought Chu Wang had just been “awakened” by him and greeted him. His heart skipped a beat before saying, “Miss Zhang is here. Let’s push you outside to enjoy the sun together.”

 

Chu Wang said, “Okay.”

 

Pretending to be unaware of the scene just now.

 

With Yu Lan and Zhang Yan’s help, they placed Chu Wang in a wheelchair, and since it was autumn, Yu Lan found a thin blanket from the cabinet and gently covered Chu Wang with it.

 

Chu Wang on the wheelchair had his eyes closed slightly, quietly leaning against the back of the chair, his complexion somewhat pale but still handsome.

 

This was different from when he was lying comatose earlier, yet he still exuded a distant and aloof aura, even though he was still in a coma.

 

Yu Lan pushed the wheelchair and thanked Zhang Yan.

 

She had originally intended to stay and take care of Chu Wang for a while, but there were too many things going on at the company recently. Seeing Chu Wang already sitting in the wheelchair, she decided to leave first.

 

When the entire room was finally left with just the two of them, Yu Lan stood up and walked over to close the door.

 

As soon as the door closed, he whispered to him, “Mr. Chu, did you rest well last night?”

 

Thank you, I feel great thanks to you. Even though I didn’t rest, I’m feeling fine overall.

 

Chu Wang nodded.

 

“I told Miss Zhang that we are acquaintances, and she should believe it,” Yu Lan said, half truthfully and half falsely.

 

Chu Wang looked at Yu Lan’s lips moving, and after a while, he said, “…It’s okay.”

 

He added softly, “Don’t worry, even if she becomes suspicious, you can call me, and I’ll help you smooth things over.”

 

Yu Lan then showed a relieved expression, “Thank you in advance, Mr. Chu!”

 

Perhaps out of boredom, Chu Wang observed after watching Yu Lan for a day that if Yu Lan was lying or exaggerating, his voice would probably sound sweeter, and there would be a slightly less noticeable curvature at the corner of his eyes.

 

Chu Wang’s gaze shifted away from Yu Lan’s fluttering eyelashes, and he pressed down the corners of his lips, maintaining an expression that was no different from the one last night.

 

“I’ll push you downstairs,” Yu Lan said, preparing to push the wheelchair towards the door. Suddenly, he remembered what Chu Wang had mentioned before, that his soul couldn’t leave the room.

 

“Did you used to be locked in the bedroom when you went to the yard before?”

 

Chu Wang’s voice didn’t show much emotion, “It’s okay. It was the same before, no difference.”

 

“Okay.” Yu Lan obediently nodded, “Then I’ll come back later to keep you company.”

 

Chu Wang floated at the doorway, neither confirming nor denying.

 

He didn’t elaborate to Yu Lan yesterday that indeed, his soul couldn’t leave this room. However, every time his family or a caregiver pushed him outside to sunbathe, he occasionally still felt waves of pain.

 

This pain didn’t originate from physical wounds, but from emptiness, and he wasn’t sure if it was due to the distance between his body and soul being stretched.

 

At that time, his soul seemed even weaker than his physical body, as if it could melt away in the wind at any moment, feeling chaotic.

 

He speculated that perhaps the improvement in his physical condition had made this state of his more unstable.

 

Chu Wang didn’t tell Yu Lan, just standing at the doorway, watching him push the wheelchair with his own self away.

 

—

 

When Yu Lan emerged from the elevator on the first floor, the servants of the Chu family had just finished cleaning.

 

As soon as he turned around, he noticed that Chu Wang’s soul was no longer present around him.

 

Perhaps Xi Yun had informed them in advance, as the people of the Chu family were exceptionally friendly towards Yu Lan.

 

“Mr. Yu, do you need any assistance?”

 

“Mr. Yu, have you decided what afternoon tea you’d like? By the time you and the young master finish strolling in the garden, it should be ready.”

 

“Mr. Yu, Mrs. Xi has arranged for a designer to make clothes for you. When would you have time for them to come and take measurements?”

 

“Mr. Yu…”

 

Yu Lan had never experienced such treatment in his life, and for a moment, he was overwhelmed and didn’t know how to refuse.

 

So this was what it felt like to be a young master!

 

Although somewhat exaggerated, it was indeed much better than he had imagined his circumstances to be.

 

He responded to each one and then heard another voice coming from the foyer.

 

“Mr. Yu,” because both the butler and Xi Yun were not present, this person clearly didn’t know whether to receive him, “there is a visitor outside the courtyard. Should I let him in?”

 

Yu Lan was a bit puzzled. After all, he had only been here for a day, and he didn’t know who the Chu family’s acquaintances or visitors were. He then heard the person continue, “It seems… also surnamed Yu, here to see you.”