After the Young Master’s Death, He was Kissed by His Mortal Enemy! - Chapter 77

A wave of disappointment and dejection surged in his chest.

“…Hailan? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Wei Hailan turned his face away, avoiding Fu Yun’s gaze. He couldn’t even force a smile anymore.

His tone was full of something he hadn’t even noticed himself—jealousy.

“You’ve already said it. What else can I say? If you went to all this trouble to dress up and make yourself likable for him, then go find your arranged partner.”

“I did find him,” Fu Yun said casually. “I just ordered lunch. I was about to sit down with him and have a proper conversation.”

“That’s nonsense! You’re clearly having lunch with me right now, how can you—wait… with me?”

Suddenly, the pieces started to fall into place.

Wei Hailan thought back to his mother’s strange behavior—insisting he accompany her to the hospital this morning, then dragging him to Jingning Pavilion for lunch. But once they arrived, even though she had clearly made a reservation, she made up an excuse and left.

And now, sitting in the very room where Fu Yun was supposed to meet his matchmaking partner—was Fu Yun himself.

Could it be…?

Wei Hailan, completely left in the dark until now, finally felt something click.

He stopped sulking, but the look in his eyes as he turned back to Fu Yun was hesitant and uncertain.

A thought had bloomed in his heart—but he didn’t dare believe it.

He was afraid it wasn’t what he hoped. Afraid it was all a cruel misunderstanding.

Then Fu Yun smiled faintly.

“Hailan, don’t you think you’re a little slow sometimes?”

“I thought you would’ve figured it out by now. Your whole face went dark just a moment ago.”

Wei Hailan instinctively reached up and touched his face.

Was he really that obvious?

“Not just that. You also looked super wronged,” Fu Yun said teasingly. “Like a little kid throwing a tantrum. But hold on—let me finish.”

“After getting myself ready this morning, I got in the car. I asked the family driver where the arranged meeting was happening.”

Fu Yun lightly tapped his slender fingers on the wooden table.
“The location was right here—Jingning Pavilion, private room Spring Harmony and Scenic Bloom.”

“Then… then… you… me…?”
Wei Hailan completely lost control of his speech processor.

“My arranged partner… his surname is Wei. And right now, he’s sitting across from me.” Fu Yun looked him straight in the eye. “Hailan, do you understand now?”

As he spoke, a message arrived on Wei Hailan’s phone.

Mom:
Hailan, I’m heading home now, okay? You and little Fu enjoy your lunch and have a good chat! I went through a lot to find someone this great for you—he’s really handsome, and such a nice person. Even if you’re not into him, don’t hurt his feelings, okay!

Plop.

Wei Hailan’s fingers went slack, and his phone fell onto the table.

He stared at the message, then looked at Fu Yun across the table, and finally managed to speak:

“…So, the person I was supposed to meet today… was you. And me.”

“That’s right.”

“Then… Fu Yun, I… I’m your arranged marriage partner?!”

“Yes,” Fu Yun confirmed. “Though, to be fair, I only found out shortly before you did.”

After all, up until then, all Fu Yun had to go on was a hunch.

Thankfully, his instincts were right. Thankfully, when the door opened… it really was Wei Hailan who walked in.

The ambiance at Jingning Pavilion was serene and refined. No food had been served yet, and the room was quiet—only the two of them sat inside.

Neither spoke. The silence was surprisingly profound.

Wei Hailan genuinely didn’t know what to say.

His mother, Chu Xize, had pulled this off so flawlessly that he’d been completely unaware.

And now, all that tension and anxiety he’d been bottling up… had nowhere left to go.

The first thought that bubbled up in Wei Hailan’s mind was: Thank goodness.

His imaginary rival—that dreaded “arranged partner”—hadn’t been someone else at all.

It had been himself all along.

Just moments ago, Wei Hailan had still been worried that the mysterious arranged partner might be some irrational and unbearable person. But now? Ahahaha… Ahahahahaha!

He was so caught up in his joy that he completely forgot—just minutes earlier, he had thoroughly insulted that very person and even got jealous of himself.

Only then did a delayed realization hit Wei Hailan.

“…Wait, Fu Yun. How did they describe me to you? Did they say I—I—I only like really good-looking people?”

“Mhm.” Fu Yun nodded. “That’s exactly why I dressed up a little before coming to meet you, Hailan. I was afraid I wouldn’t be good-looking enough, and you’d lose interest.”

“Who said that?! You’re the best-looking person in the world! I—I like you the most, the most most!”

The moment those words came out of his mouth, Wei Hailan froze.

…Had he just said that out loud?

How did that just slip out?! This mouth of mine—!

While he was mentally kicking himself, he still hurried to add:

“B-but you have to believe me, I’m not the kind of person who only judges by appearance! I—I—I like you not just because you look good—it’s because… because…”

The more he tried to explain, the more tangled he became. Everything he said just made it worse.

He hadn’t managed to clarify anything—but the one thing that did come out clearly was that one explosive word: like.

His words were all twisted up, and seeing no way out, Wei Hailan finally gave up, hugging his head in defeat.

“…Forget it. I’m not saying another word!”

Then he heard Fu Yun chuckle softly.

“It’s okay, Hailan. Even if you don’t say it—I already know.”

After all, Wei Hailan’s feelings had been written all over his every move recently.

Fu Yun thought, This guy probably couldn’t lie to save his life.

Even if he hadn’t blurted out his feelings just now, Fu Yun would still have known.

—Just like how he knew his own heart, too.

One dish after another was brought to the table, and their rather unconventional “matchmaking meal” officially began.

“Since I turned out to be your arranged partner,” Wei Hailan asked, “then why did your mom ask me to hypnotize you? When she heard my name, she didn’t realize anything?”

“She only knew your last name was Wei,” Fu Yun replied. “Your mom probably hadn’t had time to tell mine anything more specific.”

Wei Hailan twitched at the corners of his mouth.

The boldness of their mothers… was honestly next-level.

They hadn’t even exchanged full names, and they were already settling marriage arrangements between their sons?

His brain was still spinning with all this when his attention drifted away from the meal.

He absentmindedly picked up a slice of pickled fish and popped it into his mouth—completely missing the fact that it was covered in chili rings and peppercorns.

The moment the fiery heat hit his tongue and surged into his sinuses; his entire expression twisted in pain.

“Cough, cough! Wh—why is it so—?!”

Panicking, Fu Yun quickly poured him a cup of tea, handed it over, and gently patted him on the back.

Wei Hailan grabbed the cup, threw his head back, and gulped it down in one shot.

The burning sensation started to ease a little, and just as he let out a shaky breath, he heard Fu Yun say with a faint smile:

“So, Hailan… are you satisfied with your arranged match?”

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