I Have A Sickness Chapter 10

After entering the house, Yan Yongan tracelessly measured Hao Ritian's facial expression and discovered that the tense look on his face eased up a lot when he saw that Yuan Wenyu wasn't around, and his heart also nodded satisfactorily.

“Come, sit here. We haven't had a good chat during this period of time and dad doesn't know what you're thinking. Let's take this opportunity to exchange feelings between us father and son.” Yan Yongan, who'd made up his mind, had very strong self-restraint. The explosive temper and anger of the past seemed to have never happened. He treated Hao Ritian like a father extremely concerned about his son.

Hao Ritian was only too happy to watch him perform. After all, watching a hateful person having to hold back and treat him with a smile in order to pacify him was refres.h.i.+ng. He was naturally willing to watch a little while longer.
　　
Yan Yongan had a servant bring over a drink and personally placed it in front of Hao Ritian. Then, he began warmly, “Your cla.s.s teacher called to ask when you're going to school. You…”

He was cut off by Hao Ritian before he could finish. His expression was rather dispirited, “I don't want to go to school.”

Yan Yongan showed distress in his eyes and immediately comforted him, “Okay, okay, Qiqi says he won't go then he won't go. Dad won't make it hard for you.”

Inside Hao Ritian's downcast eyes were full of satire. Which normal father wouldn't place great importance on their child's education? Especially when he was in his senior year and was about to take the college entrance examination. For students, this was regarded as the first turning point in their life. Yan Yongan seemed to be thinking about him, but in essence, he didn't care, did he?

Yan Yongan was indeed very happy inside. His wife and him had discussed what step to take next and without exception, they had to appease Yan Qi first and foremost. If Yan Qi stayed at home and didn't have contact with more people outside, his dependence towards his family would deepen which was exactly what he wanted to see.
　
Occasionally, he would also feel a pang of guilt and think that it wasn't very good to conspire against his son. However, he would soon convince himself that his son was still young and it wasn't appropriate for him to hold so much shares. He was his biological father. He would never treat him unfairly later on.

With that in mind, Yan Yongan was able to proceed with his plan with an easy conscience.

When he noticed that his son's mood became increasingly relaxed as the conversation progressed, he asked as though he suddenly remembered, “Right, I still haven't asked you. How come I saw you with second master Wei at Eminent Gentlemen that day? Why was he looking out for you so much?”

This was his true motive. Only when he knew the reason, could he find a way to break off his son's thoughts of being friends with second master Wei. After waking up under Yuan Wenyu's reminder, Yan Yongan had long since stopped wanting to use his son's relations.h.i.+p with second master Wei to climb up the social ladder. On the contrary, he wanted his son to get as far away from second master Wei as possible. Only that way could he put his mind at ease.
　　
Hao Ritian sipped his juice unhurriedly, not in a rush to respond. Yan Yongan was secretly anxious but it wouldn't be good for him to urge Hao Ritian, so he could only hold back. Seeing his face turn uncomfortable from restraint gave Hao Ritian immense pleasure. Just as Yan Yongan was at the end of his ropes, he then pretended to be contrite and replied, “It isn't anything actually. Second master Wei was just giving face to me. The day I dashed out of the house, I met his nephew downtown. I saw someone intending to kidnap his nephew so I helped out. I only knew after the incident that his nephew would've been fine even without me. So second master Wei then took me to the box when we met at the club. As a matter of fact, I didn't really help him all that much.”

Inwardly, he couldn't be more clear about Yan Yongan's thoughts but he didn't mind giving him a dose of rea.s.surance.

Sure enough, after listening to him, a smile instantly sprang up on Yan Yongan's face, “Second master Wei is a good man.”

After that remark, his expression changed and took on a touch of worry, “But since you didn't do much to help the person, don't bother him in the future. With second master Wei's ident.i.ty, in case you offend him somewhere, you won't get anything good out of it and dad won't be able to protect you. Do you understand?”
　　
Hao Ritian was initially a tad nervous but he soon nodded his head cleverly, “I got it.”

“Mm, that's a good boy. Since you don't want to go to school for the time-being, you better stay at home. Now go back to your room and take a rest. I'll have you called down when it's time for lunch."

Hao Ritian did not object and promptly went up to his room.

Downstairs, Yan Yongan sat for a while with no expression on his face, before heading up to the second floor. Once in his room, Yuan Wenyu, anxious and somewhat puzzled, rushed over to him, “How did it go? Qiqi is back, right? Also, why did you call me just now and told me not to leave the room?”

Yan Yongan nodded, “He's back.”

Afterwards, he paused for a second and, with a look of shame, told her the reason why he didn't let her out. His hands clasped Yuan Wenyu's shoulders, using some force in his hands, “Wenyu, I'm sorry for this matter, but I believe that with your ability, you can get Yan Qi to quickly accept you. How about having him apologize to you at that time?”
　　
Yuan Wenyu was very embarra.s.sed and the expression on her face was somewhat reluctant. She was screaming in her heart — she was the lady of the house, why should she avoid Yan Qi? How different did this make her from those mistresses who couldn't see the light? For what reason did she endure all the difficulties to reach the hall and enter the chamber?!

Seeing her silence, Yan Yongan also felt slightly apologetic, especially when he faced her incredulous and hurt eyes. He couldn't help but cover them, consoling her softly, “Just regard it as enduring for a period of time for our son's sake. After the shares are taken back, I will leave them for our son.”

That sentence was more effective than anything else. Yuan Wenyu swiftly adjusted her mood and lowered the hand Yan Yongan was covering her eyes with. She aimed a warm smile at him, “Don't worry, I was just a little sad that Qiqi hated me so much. But I can understand. He surely won't be like this once he gets to know me. How can I still bicker with a child?”

Yuan Wenyu's kindness and understanding deepened Yan Yongan's shame. On the spot, he made the decision to treat them mother and children better. This could also be considered compensation.
　　
At lunchtime, Yan Yongan didn't let Yuan Wenyu appear as agreed. Instead, when Yan Yang came down, aided by someone supporting him, and learned that his mom couldn't even sit at the dining table because of Hao Ritian, his face rapidly turned awful for a short moment. However, he didn't taunt and jeer at Hao Ritian like he did in the past. He just casted gloomy and sympathetic looks filled with ridicule towards him.

But Yan Yongan was very happy that the two brothers could live together in peace.

The family lived in such a strange but calm atmosphere for nearly a month, during which Yan Yue basically avoided Hao Ritian whenever she came back from school. Hao Ritian knew that she must have gotten a beating from Yuan Wenyu in private, but he didn't care. He was at the top of the food chain in this family and no one could provoke him.
　　
However, he hardly ever left the house within this past month. Even when Wei Lin called, he simply chatted with him via video chat. And in a gradual and orderly manner, he eased his relations.h.i.+p with Yuan Wenyu. Of course, this was all the result of Yuan Wenyu seizing the opportunity to beat the snake with a stick when he unilaterally let up.

When he felt that it was about time, Hao Ritian started the next step of his plan.

That day, he deliberately left the bedroom door open and sat in front of the computer desk typing away. His face carried obvious worry and anxiety. His eyes would fall on the computer screen for a split second and then at the door, looking on guard for anyone who might appear at any time.

About three minutes later, there came the abrupt sound of footsteps. He hastily shut off his computer and looked at Yuan Wenyu who was standing by his doorway and shouted, “What do you want?”

His eyes still carried a touch of unease that he had yet to thoroughly conceal. So, although his voice was loud, the look in his eyes was wavering.
　　
Yuan Wenyu didn't seem to see anything. She didn't mind Hao Ritian's unfriendly att.i.tude and spoke softly, "Qiqi, your cla.s.smate came to see you. He's just downstairs. Auntie came to tell you that."

Hao Ritian hummed, "Got it."

Afterwards, he strode over. But his eyes still lingered on the computer for a moment. He pa.s.sed Yuan Wenyu without a pause, and sprinted down the stairs.

The expression on Yuan Wenyu's face changed. After making sure that Hao Ritian wouldn't come up for the time being, she gingerly entered Hao Ritian's room, switched on the computer he had just closed, and quickly brought out his browsing history. His nervous and guilty look just now made her very mindful. She thought this might be a good opportunity.

When the browsing history was opened, she was extremely grateful for her decision.
　　
Looking at the browsing records which each concerned introduction to h.o.m.os.e.xuality and related news, Yuan Wenyu was stunned at first, and then slowly lifted the corners of her mouth. Her eyes flashed brilliantly. She speedily swept through every one of the browsing records.

After reading it, she gently closed the computer again and muttered excitedly, “This is wonderful.”

Afraid that Hao Ritian would return, Yuan Wenyu hurried out of the bedroom and considerately shut the bedroom door for him. She watched Hao Ritian, who was talking to his cla.s.smates below, looking like the cat who ate the canary.

She had finally found a way to deal with him, and it was handed to her on a silver platter by him. It would be disrespectful of her to decline.

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