After the Young Master’s Death, He was Kissed by His Mortal Enemy! - Chapter 48

“If I may ask bluntly, Madam Fu—this arranged marriage you’ve planned for your son… it’s a political match, isn’t it?”

“I suppose it is,” Fu Jiao admitted. “I just thought he should be with someone from a well-matched family, someone we know well. As it happened, a friend’s family also had a child of suitable age, so I just…”

Clearly, Fu Jiao didn’t want to go into too much detail with Wei Hailan, so she quickly ended that line of conversation.

“Master Wei, I really had no other choice—that’s why I turned to you. Please believe me, no mother would ever want to harm her own child!”

“What exactly do you want me to hypnotize your son to do, Madam Fu?”

Fu Jiao’s expression was resolute. “I don’t care about anything else. I just want him to obediently go meet the match this weekend. If it doesn’t work out, we can talk about it then—but he must go. Otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to keep him confined at home.”

Fu Yun was indeed strong-willed, but his mother was even more unyielding.

Wei Hailan shuddered slightly on the inside. Confinement? To imprison someone who longed for freedom… how cruel could that be?

All for the sake of so-called “happiness”—forcing someone to fall in love, arranging a marriage without consent. Was it really worth it?

Would her son really be happy that way?

Under normal circumstances, Wei Hailan might have turned down the job.

Even if Fu Jiao wasn’t trying to use his hypnosis for anything truly immoral—and even if the fee was eighty million—he still might have refused.

But this time, Wei Hailan didn’t say no. Instead, he gave a small nod.

“All right. I understand. I can begin the hypnosis now.”

Receiving Wei Hailan’s promise, Fu Jiao brightened immediately. “That’s wonderful! Master Wei, this way please. Fu Yun isn’t being very cooperative, so I’ve temporarily kept him here…”

Not very cooperative… kept here.

Those few simple words made Wei Hailan’s heart tighten.

By now, he was almost certain—Fu Yun, Madam Fu’s son, the one he was supposed to hypnotize—

Was none other than A’Ming.

Since hypnosis required privacy, Fu Jiao led him to a door and personally unlocked two heavy locks before leaving him alone.

As she left, she murmured to herself, “Wei… he’s also named Wei. What a coincidence…”

But Wei Hailan didn’t hear her whisper.

He was staring down at the two removed locks and the intricately carved doorknob.

All he had to do was press down on the handle—and the door would open.

Would he find the person he had longed for day and night behind it?
Or would it be someone else—someone bound, someone lonely?

Click.

With a heart pounding wildly in his chest, Wei Hailan opened the door.

Though it was confinement, of course Fu Jiao wouldn’t mistreat her own son.

The room was fully furnished and lacked nothing—except order. It was quite messy.

Draft paper littered the floor and desk. A bass guitar lay sideways across the bed.

Sitting on the carpet by the bed was a young man. He clearly hadn’t expected anyone to enter. He looked up in surprise, his gaze meeting Wei Hailan’s.

“…It’s you?”

That familiar, cool voice. That familiar, clean-cut face.

Wei Hailan unconsciously clenched his fists.

This scene—it was identical to that night. Even the angle at which A’Ming looked up matched perfectly.

After a moment, Wei Hailan relaxed his hands, gently closed the heavy door behind him, and pulled up a slightly dazzling smile.

“I didn’t think we’d meet again so soon, A’Ming… or should I say, Fu Yun.”

Wei Hailan hadn’t expected the world to deliver him such a coincidence—he had stumbled across A’Ming again, effortlessly.

There were so many things he wanted to say.

He instinctively reached for his pocket, half-expecting to pull out a ring and drop to one knee.

But his pocket was empty—the custom ring hadn’t even been made yet.

…Still, truthfully, this wasn’t the time to confess anything anyway.

If he confessed now, it wouldn’t be expressing his feelings—it would just be adding more pressure to Fu Yun.

Realizing that now wasn’t the right moment for a proposal—or even a confession—Wei Hailan did his best to suppress the surge of emotion inside him.

“So you know my name now,” Fu Yun said, curling his lips into a faint smile. “Did my mother tell you?”

“Yes,” Wei Hailan replied honestly, nodding. “I finally have the chance to properly introduce myself. My name is Wei Hailan. I’m a hypnotherapist. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Hypnotherapist…” Fu Yun echoed the word, a wry smile appearing on his cool face. “So this is my mother’s brilliant plan to get me to obey—she hired you.”

Wei Hailan gave a strained chuckle. “Yeah… I was pretty surprised myself.”

Now that he was truly face-to-face with Fu Yun again, he didn’t even know what to say.

Any attempt at comfort felt too shallow, and offering opinions seemed like meaningless judgment.

It was Fu Yun who broke the silence first. He patted the floor beside him. “If you don’t mind, come sit. Let’s talk.”

Wei Hailan nodded and quietly sat down beside him.

Just then, a small kitten peeked its head out from under the bed, gazing at him timidly—yet with curiosity.

“Ah, it’s this little guy. You really brought him back.”

Wei Hailan reached out and gently scooped the kitten into his arms, placing it on his lap and stroking its fur.

The kitten sniffed his fingers, and perhaps recognizing him as its “rescuer” from the night before, it stopped being afraid. It closed its eyes and began to purr contentedly.

As he absentmindedly petted the kitten, Wei Hailan cautiously turned his head to glance at Fu Yun sitting beside him.

Fu Yun was still wearing the same clothes from the previous day. Judging by the creases, he must have been brought straight back and locked in here. He looked like a fallen nobleman, tired and disheveled.

Sensing his gaze, Fu Yun suddenly spoke.

“Last night, you brought me and Xiao Bai back to K City. I suppose both of us owe you thanks.”

“Ah…”

“But when I came out after buying things, you were already gone. Sorry about that.”

“No, no! You don’t have to apologize to me! I really didn’t do much—it was just a small favor, really. That’s why I left without saying anything. I didn’t think it was a big deal, s-so I just… slipped away…”

He had left because it was just a small favor.
Definitely not because he was too shy to ask for a phone number. Definitely not that. Nope.

Fu Yun was amused by his flustered reaction. His eyes curved faintly, as though smiling.

“So after parting with you, I took a cab with Xiao Bai and the pet supplies, and came home.”

Fu Yun had originally run away to avoid the engagement, but when he turned back midway, he was immediately caught by Fu Jiao, who had been waiting at home.

After a brief argument, Fu Jiao had locked both him and the cat in this room.

She’d even thrown down a warning:
“Xiao Yun, I have ways to make you obey. You should listen to me!”

After hearing Fu Yun’s short account, Wei Hailan’s feelings were in turmoil.

He was nothing more than a sharp-edged sword in Fu Jiao’s hand— A sword that might soon be thrust straight into Fu Yun’s heart.

A fatal blade.

“So, Hailan,” Fu Yun asked softly, “Will you help my mother—hypnotize me?”

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