Spoiled Rotten by the CEO After a Contract Marriage - Chapter 20
Chapter 20: A Hug
“You Wenchen, what are you doing? Spending so much money—don’t you know the platform takes half!” Yang Yuyang was heartbroken. You Wenchen had spent a whopping nine million nine hundred and ninety thousand (Yuan)!
He was so shocked he didn’t even dare to continue streaming, quickly logging off to call and demand an explanation.
“Yangyang, is it possible that this platform belongs to us?”
Yang Yuyang paused. Oh, right, You Wenchen bought this platform a long time ago.
“But you still have to pay taxes! That’s a huge amount of tax!”
You Wenchen continued: “Contributing to the country is a good thing.”
“…” He made such a good point that Yang Yuyang was temporarily at a loss for how to refute him.
He quickly thought of something else: “How did you know I made an announcement? Were you watching my stream?”
You Wenchen didn’t answer immediately, thinking for a moment before replying: “I registered an account and followed you last time. I saw you went live after I finished processing some documents, so I thought I’d check out what you young people are up to. It was quite interesting.”
Yang Yuyang hugged his ‘little lamb’ cushion: “What do you mean, ‘you young people’? You’re not old.”
The two chatted for an unknown length of time until Yang Yuyang heard the secretary’s voice on You Wenchen’s end, and he stopped talking.
He stared blankly at the long call duration, wondering how he could have talked to him for so long.
Yang Yuyang suffered from phone anxiety—he was fine with texting or face-to-face conversations, but if it was a phone call, he desperately wanted to hang up immediately.
Only calls from his family allowed him to feel less resistant.
Did I start treating You Wenchen as family…?
Yang Yuyang buried his face in the cushion, the heat on his cheeks lingering stubbornly.
“Yangyang, Yangyang? You couldn’t possibly fall asleep like this, could you?” Si Li nudged him.
Yang Yuyang lifted his head: “You’re back.”
“I did some deep reconnaissance and found that the business of this company doesn’t match my comic. Can you take me to Brother Wenchen’s company?”
“Does the business matter?” He recalled that Si Li’s comic only had a screen full of asterisks and didn’t mention any business.
Si Li stated seriously: “Of course it matters. The environment can inspire endless inspiration within an author’s heart.”
The environment can inspire him, but the new luxury sports car You Wenchen just gifted him is even more inspiring.
Since I took his money, I definitely have to do something good for him.
“Why don’t you go to your brother’s company?”
“Am I looking for a scolding?”
“…” He has a point.
“Wait for me; I’m going to the washroom.” Yang Yuyang went into the washroom, which was equipped with a few small grooming tools. He had rushed out casually today, and his hair was messy and couldn’t be flattened. Yang Yuyang simply found a little lamb hair clip to pin down the unruly sections.
He also found a bottle of perfume in the cabinet, sprayed it twice into the air, and stood underneath, spinning in a circle.
After confirming he smelled delightful, he admired himself in the mirror, fantasizing about You Wenchen’s expression when he saw him later.
“All right, let’s go.”
Si Li sniffed: “Why does everyone else’s bathroom smell bad after they use it, but yours smells so nice? Do good-looking people excrete fragrant waste too?”
Yang Yuyang pinched his nose: “Close your nose and follow me.”
Can’t you tell I’m trying to attract a man? Honestly.
Meanwhile, You Wenchen was doing the exact same thing.
Sitting across from him, Si Miu rubbed the bridge of his nose: “Did you ask me to come here to watch you fix your hair?”
You Wenchen sprayed a little perfume on his wrist: “Of course not. I asked you to take Si Li away later. He can be here during the day, but not at night.”
His parents were going out with old friends for the next two days, and You Wenchen didn’t want to spoil their fun.
Si Miu looked disdainful: “You’re a grown man, but you’re so petty. Those two aren’t going to spark anything.”
“Since you’re so generous, let Si Li sleep with your wife tonight.”
“Tsk.”
While they were bickering, Yang Yuyang arrived at the office door. Since the last time he treated the staff to a meal, everyone in the company remembered him. No one stopped him, and he made his way up smoothly.
“Brother Miu is here too.” Yang Yuyang greeted Si Miu.
Si Miu nodded: “Where is Si Li?”
“He said he needed to learn more about the company’s knowledge, so he went to learn from the secretary.”
Si Miu took the hint and stood up: “I have something to discuss with him. You two chat first. Let’s have dinner together tonight if you’re free.”
“Sure, see you later, Brother Miu.”
After Si Miu left, You Wenchen walked over to Yang Yuyang and asked knowingly: “Why did you come over suddenly? Aren’t you streaming?”
“Xiao Li asked me to bring him along. I won’t stream for the next couple of days; I’ll focus on the cosplay.”
That incident today was sure to cause a sensation, and people both inside and outside the industry would try to use it to generate buzz. Yang Yuyang couldn’t be bothered to deal with them.
You Wenchen’s lips curved slightly: “Good. I’m free for the next few days. Anything you need for the cosplay, you can call me.”
He was very much looking forward to the effect of Yang Yuyang cosplaying Si Li’s comic protagonist.
“Mhm, thank you for the trouble.”
You Wenchen gently touched the little lamb hair clip on his head: “It’s never trouble when it comes to you.”
Yang Yuyang’s face felt slightly warm. He felt like You Wenchen was hinting at something, but he was afraid of being presumptuous.
“You go back to work then. We can eat together as soon as you’re done.” Yang Yuyang sat down at his exclusive workstation to play games.
You Wenchen also wanted to flirt with the beauty more, but the secretary brought in a few more documents. He could only focus on work first, so he could better provide for his wife.
Yang Yuyang quickly got bored after one round of the game and secretly glanced at You Wenchen, who was sitting diagonally in front of him.
You Wenchen looked more serious when reading documents, which Yang Yuyang found quite masculine. The secret glance turned into an open stare. He was so handsome and treated him so well; even if he couldn’t perform, Yang Yuyang would still make him his.
Wait, You Wenchen looks very capable.
Ugh, why am I thinking about things like that again? It must be Si Li’s bad influence. I need to keep my distance from him in the future.
You Wenchen had long noticed his gaze and deliberately maintained his pose for five minutes, trying to display his “a man working is the most handsome” side.
When he finished reading the documents, he capped his pen and walked towards Yang Yuyang’s position.
Yang Yuyang quickly pretended he was still playing the game.
Eight hundred tricks between the husband and husband. (A Chinese idiom implying they are both clever and manipulative).
“Don’t lean so close to the computer when playing; you’ll get nearsighted.” You Wenchen gently pulled Yang Yuyang’s small head backward.
Yang Yuyang rubbed his eyes: “It’s fine, my eyesight is great.”
“Don’t rub your eyes so hard; it’s bad for your eyeballs. Eye drops would help.” You Wenchen had a bottle of eye drops prepared at his workstation.
Yang Yuyang was a little afraid: “I don’t dare use eye drops.”
“Should I put them in for you?”
“That makes me even more afraid.”
He hadn’t been afraid originally, but one time his dad put eye drops in for him and applied too much force, causing the cap to fly off and the liquid to splash all over his face.
You Wenchen was amused and exasperated when he heard the story: “Don’t worry, I won’t let that happen. Be good and don’t move; it’ll be over soon.”
Yang Yuyang nervously tilted his head back. Feeling the liquid drop, his eyes involuntarily blinked rapidly.
Seeing his flustered and helpless appearance, You Wenchen reached out and held him, gently patting his head: “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Just close your eyes, and it will be over in a moment.”
Yang Yuyang slowly opened his eyes after a while, realized he was in You Wenchen’s arms, and quickly closed them again.
A fool would pass up a free benefit. He had to hold on for a little longer.
You Wenchen, who was constantly monitoring his expression, noticed his small action and felt uncontrollably delighted. He tightened his arms, pulling Yang Yuyang closer.
It’s a good thing that his little lamb is willing to be close to him.
As the two were immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere of their embrace, Si Li suddenly flew in. Yes, he literally leaped in, then scrambled on his hands and knees over to Yang Yuyang.
“Yangyang, Yangyang, Yangyang, save me!”