IR Chapter 19

Title: 不正经关系 (Improper Relationship)

Author：御小凡 (Yu Xiaofan)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists ：严海安 (Yan Hai’an – MC), 孙言 (Sun Yan – ML)

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The little sister at the front desk who hasn’t received flowers for a long time finally received another bunch today. It’s still from the same well-known brand. It’s a big bunch of daisies. With words: ‘pay attention to maintenance’.

She couldn’t relate and didn’t know what it meant.

The little sister didn’t understand so she placed it on the front desk and reported to Yan Hai’an when he came.

She could clearly see the calm and gentle boss looking at the bouquet suspiciously. And after reading the words on the card, his brows slammed together, which looked like he could really kill someone.

The little sister has never seen Yan Hai’an’s face so vicious. She was a little frightened and asked him tremblingly: “Big boss? What’s the matter? What does this mean?”

“It’s nothing. Maybe it means that this flower needs to be well-maintained.” Yan Hai’an’s ass was fucked over and over that day, and there has been a lingering burning pain in the past few days. He could easily imagine how cheap Sun Yan would be if he stood in front of him and said these words he had written. How could there be such a cheap person? How can there be such a mean person??

He said it was nothing, but the aura he exuded did not align with what he had said. The little sister didn’t know what it was all about, but instinctively chose to stand on her boss’s side: “Boss, do you want me to throw away this flower??”

Yan Hai’an looked at the bunch of daisies that were wrapped in kraft paper. It lost to the delicate beauty of those bouquets before, but it had a new kind of lively and lovely look. It seems a little pathetic to be thrown away just because of its’ fucking master.

He said, “No need. Put it in a vase and put it at the front desk for decoration. Hmm, use the thick glass vase. The green one.”

When the little girl chose the vase according to his request, Yan Hai’an also started to appreciate it.

Since there are such a bunch of plain cute little flowers in the space, the mood is better.

Still, he crumpled the cards and threw them in the trash.

Li Qing chose a place to drink kung-fu tea this time. The small yard has a view of a small bridge and flowing water underneath. There are also beauties in ancient costumes playing the zither among the shadowy plants. The artistic conception and forceful style are very suitable for Li Qing’s needs.

This time, Chairman Wang didn’t come. A few new faces were the owners of private art museums. They are all from different cities and one of them was the manager of the bank’s art fund.

Yan Hai’an has been attending such meetings for a long time and knows most of the people. After a round of greetings, only He Ling asked, “Why didn’t Yisheng come?”

Sitting down on his left, Yan Hai’an responded with a friendly smile: “He just finished a painting some time ago. He is very tired.”

This is also a habit of Mo Yisheng. He always wants to relax the nerves that have been highly tense. His relaxation method is to ride a bicycle around or walk around to ease his mind. Not to mention this kind of party that he is most tired of, no matter what Yan Hai’an said, he would not come.

The two chatted for a while, and a few people jointly prepared a tour exhibition of modern art. Although there were only a few people, they belonged to different cities, and it was worthy of a ‘national tour exhibition’. Li Qing’s place can’t be used for the time being, but it’s no problem to push out the people on his side. Mo Yisheng’s name is naturally in it.

People in the circle have heard about this name recently, and Li Qing praised him again when she talked about him. But in private, she pulled Yan Hai’an to the side: “What did Yi Sheng say about joining the association??”

When it comes to this, Yan Hai’an has a headache: “I’ll talk to him again.”

“Chairman Wang asked me again.” Li Qing’s face was a little disappointed, “It’s fine if you don’t put up a number on his side. He has already opened his mouth to invite. Yi Sheng should just respect that. He is very well-connected in the circle.”

How could Yan Hai’an not know this kind of relationship? But Mo Yisheng didn’t agree with it so what could he do? Can he still beg Mo Yisheng to join?

Li Qing was also a little annoyed: “This child. If I had known, I would not have pushed the boat in front of Chairman Wang.”

At that time, Wang Yuhu also asked the question casually. Li Qing thought about adding a bargaining chip to Mo Yisheng, so she coaxed Wang Yuhu so that she can be the introducer. But she failed it by herself.

“Sorry for the trouble. I know you’re doing it for his own good. If you hadn’t helped us in the past two years, Yi Sheng would not have been able to make a living. We are all very grateful to you.” Yan Hai’an felt her emotions, so he softened his voice and showed a clear tone. He went closer to her, “Actually, he also knows that Sister Li is kind, but he just can’t get past his own level.”

Hearing what he said, Li Qing calmed down a bit: “If you don’t talk, how would I know what he thinks? But in this circle in our country, selling paintings at the public level is often like selling certificates, selling the author’s own title and qualifications. Maybe he can get away with it for now, but he’s not that famous yet.”

These are just clichés. But some people just don’t like it when people don’t listen to them and don’t take action. She still said it euphemistically, but she was more ruthless than usual: “I won’t take the initiative to mention anything to Wang Yuhu’s side. But if he asks, I can’t help it. You can give the answer to me quickly. Get him to join an association. It’s not like I’m forcing him to be a prostitute.”

Yan Hai’an returned to the studio with this thought in mind. But Mo Yisheng hadn’t come back yet, and he didn’t know where he rode to. This heartless character is really enviable.

When passing by the front desk, he couldn’t help but glance at the daisies in the vase. It’s been almost a week. No matter how well-cared for the flowers, the flowers will still wither away. It was probably because of his strange behaviour that day, even if the flowers are cluttered, the little sister didn’t dare to deal with it at will.

Yan Hai’an said, “Let’s sort this out. I’ll go buy another bunch later.”

He was used to seeing flowers here before. So if it was empty, it would not be pleasing to the eye.

The phone in his pocket rang. It was the system’s own ringtone. After buying it, Yan Hai’an didn’t care about anything other than customising a ringtone for Mo Yisheng. The ringtone was the system’s original sound.

The caller ID is Sun Yan.

It was somewhat unexpected. Yan Hai’an slid off the answer button: “Hello?”

Sun Yan asked carelessly, “Where are you? At the studio?”

“Hmm,” Yan Hai’an continued after walking outside the studio, “I had just come back.”

“Then come downstairs.” Sun Yan’s background sound had the sound of traffic. After Yan Hai’an said goodbye, he hung up the phone.

Yan Hai’an turned around and said a few words to the staff. The phone call came to urge him again: “Where’s the person?”

Really impatient. Yan Hai’an gave the little sister some final words, and then walked out while talking on the phone: “I’ll be down soon.”

Sun Yan’s car was parked arrogantly on the side of the road. It was obviously illegal parking. A traffic policeman issued a ticket for him next to him. He took the ticket and handed over double the amount of money: “Another one. It will take a while.”

Traffic police: “…”

Yan Hai’an: “…”

He really felt like turning around and leaving immediately. He can’t afford to deal with this person.

As soon as Sun Yan looked up and saw him, he snapped his fingers and greeted him. Yan Hai’an got into the car, pursed his lips and gestured for him to leave quickly.

The two of them didn’t speak on the road. It’s a wonder if it is because they had the most intimate contact, so they didn’t feel awkward getting along. After getting off the car at the destination, Yan Hai’an realised that Sun Yan was here for dinner.

It seemed that Yan Hai’an also had not eaten yet, so Sun Yan said, “Let’s eat first.”

The two sat down at a table.

This situation made Yan Hai’an a little surprised. Sun Yan had not contacted him during this period of time and he also did not think to contact Sun Yan. He would not feel embarrassed or shy when they met again, but now the truth sank into him. They got to know each other a lot better. It was as if they were going to play a game of basketball together instead of going to bed together.

After eating half of the meal, Sun Yan asked, “What do you want?”

This question was very casual and Yan Hai’an didn’t realise what the question meant for a while.

When he digested this sentence, he did not naively think that this was Sun Yan trying to please him. But words that popped up in his mind: name a price.

This is not bad. Although Yan Haian doesn’t have such an idea, it is already obvious how he has money for Sun Yan to buy a painting by Mo Yisheng at ¥700,000. Taking advantage of this good momentum and going down the road, it should be smoother. Even if Sun Yan is not in the art circle, he can still help a lot if he has the will and if it just so happens that he needs to find another way to get connections. It’s all good and the benefits are all there, so why not do it…?

After analysing such a result rationally in his mind, Yan Hai’an’s widened the smile on his face: “Mr. Sun, I didn’t expect you to be so unconfident in your skills and figure. But I want to tell you this honestly. I’m very satisfied with you as the bed partner. You don’t have to use other things to make up for such a guilty conscience.”

He spoke politely but the sarcasm in his brows was about to overflow.

He glanced at the dishes on the table and said even more politely: “In order to repay Mr. Sun’s company that night, let me treat you to this meal and convey my feelings.”

Sun Yan accidentally sprayed his food all over Yan Hai’an’s face without stopping. It looked a bit silly. He looked at Yan Hai’an’s almost angry eyes and quickly raised his hands: “OK, I was wrong. I was wrong. Don’t get angry.”

Yan Hai’an wiped his face with a tissue. Hearing that, he didn’t speak. He felt that he was not that angry. But actually, he was a little angry. Of course, if he was serious enough, it was a little bit higher than just ‘a little’ angry. It doesn’t matter who is whoring for who. How can Sun Yan have such a high profile?

Sun Yan pondered for a moment and said, “I have no other intentions.”

Yan Haian said with a smile, “Then what do you mean by that?”

This question is a particularly good question, because Sun Yan doesn’t even know what he means. However, Yan Hai’an was different from those people he had slept with. Maybe because he got into his co-pilot that night or because he didn’t intend to pay attention to himself at all when he got out of bed that morning.

When he sees him, his hands want to touch him. But when he doesn’t see him, his heart longs for him.

Seeing that he couldn’t speak, his eyes were dazed and he didn’t know what he was thinking about. Yan Hai’an said again: “You are really interesting. Mr. Sun, I’m done. I’ll take a leave first. You can eat slowly.”

***The author has something to say:

   Sun Ling: Ooooh, are you stupid? Why are you so smug?

   Sun Yan: I haven’t fucked him yet. I only reserved him first, okay?

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Next update: 2022.05.25

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*Translator’s note: What was written on the card is ‘zhùyì bǎoyǎng’ which directly means ‘pay attention to maintenance’. ‘Bǎoyǎng’ also means ‘take good care of one’s health’ so I think what Sun Yan means is ‘take good care of your body’ lol. Did you guys get the sexual innuendo? Hahaha Sun Yan is very naughty.

Kung-fu tea is made from tapioca starch and brown sugar. 

Heh. YHA thought SY wants to pay for his body while SY doesn’t even have that in mind. Isn’t it obvious that SY had fallen for YHA? Lol. -K