[WrongThenWrong] Chapter 50.1 — Day 18: Secret Love

The aroma in the living room was complex. It was light and cold at first, then gradually turned bitter and sour as time went by. The two scents seemed to stay unchanged, but if you smelled it carefully, you could vaguely catch a very light sweetness, but then it would be submerged in the bitter and sour fragrance again, covered up, and it was as if no one noticed it.

Ji Chaozhou leaned against the table leg as he sat on the floor. His whole body was immersed with this bitter and sour fragrance. He looked down at the message Cheng Liu sent in the morning.

After she said ‘good morning’, she didn’t send another message for the rest of the day.

Maybe she felt annoyed when she didn’t get a response, or maybe she too busy.

After Ji Chaozhou finished mixing the perfume, he unconsciously fell into this emotional pull. He wanted to reply to Cheng Liu’s message but after a long while, he still couldn’t find the right words.

The morning had already passed, and now it was getting dark. It would be inappropriate for him to reply with the same words, and it would be too intimate to ask anything else.

Ji Chaozhou had never experienced such emotions before, and Yun Se’s words kept ringing in his ears. He could not forget what happened back then, but Cheng Liu’s eyes, which were always smiling, were even clearer in his memory.

He clicked on Cheng Liu’s profile picture. Originally he just wanted to see her profile picture clearly, but the display interface changed and some personal information popped up.

Ji Chaozhou didn’t communicate with people very much, let alone use WeChat Moments. He knew about it, but he has rarely seen it.

His eyes fell on the posts under Cheng Liu’s profile picture, and he hesitated for a moment before clicking in.

The most conspicuous ones were three posts just this April, each of which was related to him.

Ji Chaozhou looked at the WeChat post she made on April 2. Cheng Liu hasn’t deleted it… yet it was already clear that he was not her boyfriend.

For some reason, Ji Chaozhou remembered Cheng Liu’s display name for him on WeChat was still ‘Boyfriend’….

Was it because she didn’t care and it wasn’t a big deal, so she was too lazy to delete it?

Ji Chaozhou’s fingertip paused on the interface for a moment, then continued to scroll down. She had not posted many Moments, so it didn’t take long for him to scroll to the bottom. The earliest one should be from when she graduated from high school. She simply said she graduated and attached a picture of her graduation certificate.

The next one was the business license for the establishment of Shenyin Technology three years later, and the third one was a photo of the university graduation certificate, one year later.

Before April this year, she only posted the most important things in each stage of her life, and the interval between posts were years. But this current month of April was only halfway through, and she already posted three posts, each of which was related to him.

Ji Chaozhou’s fingertips sliding across the screen suddenly felt hot.

He tried his best to ignore the conclusions he had drawn in his mind.

Finally, Ji Chaozhou restrained himself and sent a message: [Yeah.]¹

It was a response to Cheng Liu’s message this morning.

He sat on the floor, leaning against the foot of the table, and waited for a long time, but Cheng Liu didn’t reply.

Ji Chaozhou stood up slowly and put his mobile phone on the table. He felt that the new fragrance on the table was too bitter and too sour. After a long time, he reached out and capped the perfume bottle, trying to clear his thoughts.

At this time, the doorbell rang outside.

Ji Chaozhou instinctively wanted to look outside, but he quickly realized that the person ringing the bell was not Cheng Liu.

Cheng Liu always liked to ring the doorbell twice, with a short interval.

Now the doorbell outside only rang once—it wasn’t her.

Ji Chaozhou didn’t immediately go to the surveillance screen to see who it was. He was a little resistant; he didn’t know if the person outside was Aunt Yun.

After another while, the doorbell rang for the second time.

Ji Chaozhou walked up and turned on the surveillance screen. The person outside was not Cheng Liu— but Ji Mushan.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

After Ji Mushan came out of the company, he thought about checking on his son—just from the outside—but he somehow pressed the doorbell without realizing it.

He immediately regretted pressing it, fearing that Chaozhou would be unhappy to see him, but in the end he couldn’t help pressing it again.

The lights in the living room were on, but no one came out to open the door.

Ji Mushan stood at the gates, feeling this was normal but also feeling unspeakably sad.

Now that he thought about it, the most harmonious day between them father and son in these recent years was when Chaozhou and Cheng Liu had a misunderstanding on the 6th. It was rare for father and son to be of one mind, advancing and retreating together.

Just when Ji Mushan was about to turn around and leave without further disturbing his son, the gate suddenly opened and Ji Chaozhou stood just inside.

Ji Mushan was silent for a while, calmed down the joy rising in his heart, and asked proactively, “…Did I bother you?”

Ji Chaozhou turned sideways, “No.”

When Ji Mushan saw his son taking the initiative to let him in, the vertical lines between his eyebrows faded a lot. He was obviously still wearing the same well-tailored suit that made him look imperious at work today, but this tall, handsome man now didn’t know where to put his hands and feet.

“Have you had dinner?” Ji Mushan asked, then added, “I don’t want to nag you, but not eating is not good for your health.”

Ji Chaozhou walked in front and thought of Cheng Liu. She would also say such things and always insisted on ordering good food for him to eat.

“I don’t want to eat,” Ji Chaozhou turned his head slightly and replied.

Ji Mushan was stunned again, not only because Ji Chaozhou was willing to talk, but also because of the emotions revealed in his son’s words.

“Do you have a bad appetite?” Ji Mushan cautiously asked, “Just eat as much as you can, even something light. Can I order for you? It just so happens that I haven’t eaten either.”

Seeing that Ji Chaozhou didn’t refuse, Ji Mushan took out his mobile phone and quickly ordered takeout. When he looked up, his son had already gone in.

Ji Mushan only felt that today was a lucky day, and Chaozhou’s attitude towards him had suddenly softened a lot. He walked into the living room, and—like Yun Se—he immediately spotted the coat draped on the arm chair.

Unlike Yun Se who still needed to test and ask, Ji Mushan could tell at a glance that it was Cheng Liu’s coat.

At the auction, Cheng Liu had worn this very coat when she went into a bidding war with him to grab the item he wanted, only to turn around and give the exact same item to his son.

Ji Mushan would remember it clearly all his life: the pen marks on the cuffs of that piling coat were exactly the same as those now in his son’s sofa.

The relationship between these two people has now gotten to this point?

Ji Mushan remained calm and suppressed the question. Then he smelled the residual fragrance in the living room and looked stunned.

“Chaozhou, are you making new perfume?” Ji Mushan inhaled the scent lingering in the living room and felt complicated.

Outsiders wouldn’t know, but he himself knew it all too well. Chaozhou’s talent for making fragrances was the same as his mother’s, and the fragrance would change as with their feelings.

The smell in this living room…

His son… has a secret love for Cheng Liu?

If It’s Wrong, Then It’s Wrong translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

T/N: It’s not exactly ‘unrequited’ love because that means the other person rejected you. This is translated as a ‘crush’ or a ‘secret love’. The person is pining and deeply immersed in it but the other party doesn’t know—so cannot accept or reject.

Speaking of pining and secret love, why not try my other translation work: Seventh Year of My Secret Love For You. If the ML Jiang Shenghe just had a fraction of Young President Cheng’s shamelessness, he wouldn’t have had to wait 7 years to get the girl haha. But it’s pretty sweet when he finally did 🥰

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Chapter 50.2 — Day 18: Secret Love
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Chapter 51.2 — Day 18: Suppress
Chapter 52.1 — Day 19: Guiding Public Opinion
Chapter 52.2 — Day 19: Guiding Public Opinion
Chapter 53.1 — Day 19: Wristwatch
Chapter 53.2 — Day 19: Wristwatch