After the Young Master’s Death, He was Kissed by His Mortal Enemy! - Chapter 79

Seeing how nervous Wei Hailan was, Fu Yun couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Then, he got up and walked over to Wei Hailan.

Fu Yun leaned down slightly, reached out his slender fingers, and gently picked up the smooth ring.

—And then, he slipped it onto his own ring finger.

“Hailan, you and I—we’re the same kind of person. I believe in love at first sight, too.”

What kind of person was Wei Hailan to Fu Yun?

On that cold, snowy night, countless cars had sped past him, but only one stopped—Wei Hailan, flashing his hazard lights, stepping out of the car.

Anxiously checking on him, scolding him for not caring about his own safety, then reaching out a hand and bringing both him and the kitten back to K City.

When he found out Fu Yun was trying to escape an arranged marriage, Wei Hailan was genuinely indignant on his behalf.

He clearly liked him—yet after dropping him off at the pet store, he didn’t even ask for a phone number before leaving.

The next time they met, Wei Hailan showed up as his hypnotist.

On the surface, he stood on the opposite side—but even then, he was determined to help Fu Yun gain his freedom.

Even when given the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the hypnosis, all he asked for was a single kiss.

Fu Yun thought, maybe it was at that very moment their fates became intertwined.

This man—so clever, yet always acting a little foolish in front of him.

Fu Yun lowered his gaze, his eyes resting for a long while on the ring now adorning his finger. His voice, for once, was gentle and soft.

“Mm. It looks good. Hailan, you really have good taste.”

There was something layered about that statement.

Wei Hailan still stared dumbly, wide-eyed. It took him a while to process what had just happened.

There had just been too many surprises today—he kept zoning out every few minutes.

He began to wonder if his brain was starting to lag.

But Fu Yun… had put the ring on himself!

And—he’d said Hailan had great taste!

“Fu Yun, does this mean you’re saying yes? …But I haven’t even properly confessed yet!”

“I was afraid if I didn’t say anything, you’d chicken out before you got the words out.”

What did he mean “chicken out before you confessed”?! No way was he that timid!

But watching Fu Yun calmly sit back down again, Wei Hailan couldn’t help but feel a little relieved.

Fu Yun really did like him too.

After a moment of silence, Wei Hailan finally managed to squeeze out another sentence:
“So… does that mean we’re… together now?”

“Of course we’re together. But not just as marriage partners.”

Unlike a typical arranged couple, what they had wasn’t just a cold transaction between families. There was emotion. There was connection.

With Fu Yun’s affirmation, the heavy weight in Wei Hailan’s heart finally dropped with a thud.

His whole mood brightened—clear skies after stormy clouds.

“Mm… then Fu Yun, are we still running away?”

“Of course we are. But we’re not escaping an arranged marriage. We’re running toward freedom.”

Since Wei Hailan had gone to the trouble of making such detailed plans, they might as well go through with the symbolic escape—make it a little adventure. And take this chance to have some fun.

It was precisely because he expected Wei Hailan to ask this, that Fu Yun had chosen to drink tea instead of wine tonight.

“Hailan, your car’s parked outside, right?”

“Yep, it’s right there!”

“Then once we finish this meal—we leave.”

Across the table, Fu Yun raised his teacup toward Wei Hailan in a toast.

The ring on his hand sparkled under the light.

With tea in place of wine, they toasted— To their past, their present, and their future.

Perhaps they didn’t know each other deeply just yet—

But that didn’t matter. For people like Wei Hailan and Fu Yun, passion alone was enough.

After dinner, they got in the car. Fu Yun naturally took the passenger seat beside Wei Hailan, just like he had on that snowy night not too long ago.

“So… shall we go?” Wei Hailan started the engine.

“Mm. Let’s go.”

The scenery outside blurred and rolled past. Fu Yun looked up at the clear blue sky, the smile on his lips growing deeper.

“Hailan, after we’ve visited F City and K City, will you come hear me play at the bar? My band’s actually pretty decent. I want you to get to know me better.”

“Yes yes yes, of course I will!” Wei Hailan nodded furiously as he drove, practically bouncing with excitement. “Whether it’s A-Ming or Fu Yun, I like both of you! Eheh, ehehehehe~”

He looked like a happy little puppy, tail wagging in delight—but even so, he was quietly planning something else in his mind.

He’d originally planned to give Fu Yun a proper, heartfelt confession!

But today, he hadn’t managed to say it clearly. The two of them had sort of stumbled their way into becoming a couple through cryptic hints and mutual understanding.

That wouldn’t do! Fu Yun was so wonderful—he deserved a real, earnest declaration of love. Only then would their relationship feel complete!

Otherwise, it all felt too vague, too undefined. It wouldn’t be fair.

But today had already drained all of Wei Hailan’s courage and emotional energy. And besides, they now had a new destination to head toward. So that confession he’d imagined so many times would have to wait.

After all, from now on, they had all the time in the world—
to take it slow.

Wei Hailan got his wish: he and Fu Yun embarked on their “fiery escape.”

But things on Shen Ran’s end… were still a bit complicated.

After Chen Xu stirred things up at the annual gala, Shen Ran was promptly called aside by Shen Xianming and Fu Sijie for a “proper conversation.”

Since it was the company’s annual gathering, the hallway was full of people coming and going—not the place for a serious talk. So, in the end, they moved to the CEO’s office.

Chen Xu, clearly full of mischief, didn’t wait to be accused. As soon as the door shut, he politely and confidently launched the first strike:

“Uncle, Auntie, nice to meet you. I’m Ranran’s boyfriend, Chen Xu…
Ah, well, after President Cheng’s interference, I guess I’m probably the ex-boyfriend now, right?”

As he spoke, Chen Xu cast a sorrowful glance at Shen Ran, as if he were the one who had been wronged. His smile was soft—yet tinged with bitterness.

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