LBOT-3

Expensive ceramics and paintings from art galleries were displayed alongside the antique furniture.

Vases of valuable flowers were strategically placed throughout the house, and employees were busy transporting food on serving carts.

A middle-aged man in a well-dressed suit stood between them and directed the crowd. He was the head butler who took care of all the household affairs.

While he was directing the staff to set the stained, someone approached from behind. The butler raised his glasses to look back at the person.

The man who just arrived was Wang Yibo, the second son of this house.

“You’ve arrived, Director Wang.”

“It’s been a while.”

“The chairman said he’d be there in 30 minutes with his wife.”

“Yes. I’ll wait.”

The butler smiled and then bowed his head. Then he went back to doing his job.

Yibo was lost in thought for a moment, watching his back and meticulously giving instructions to the staff with a small movement.

He was wondering how old he was when he first saw the butler. It has been so long that he couldn’t even remember.

Since his mother was still alive, it had to have been more than 20 years ago. Even then, he hadn’t revealed his feelings to anyone.

Even when his mother slapped him on the cheek, he always smiled, as he did now.

Drag, the sound of a chair being pulled brought Yibo out of old memories.

Wang Zoey, who had just arrived, sat down beside him.

She was dressed simply in jeans and a comfortable T-shirt, and she appeared tired at first glance.

Unlike the three brothers who worked at the company, she had a separate profession as a doctor.

She said she was satisfied with her work even though she lived on a tiring day as a surgeon.

“I thought you wouldn’t come.”

“I came to see you. It’s been a while since we saw each other.”

“My cute little brother. Come here, I’ll give you a hug.” She stretched out her hand, Yibo frowned, and pushed her upper body back.

Seeing that face, which had not changed at all, was distorted, Zoey laughed and liked it.

“Are you having fun?”

“Look in the mirror. I’m having fun. You’ll understand how I feel when you see your distorted face.”

“Weird hobby.”

“Don’t be so cold-hearted. Did you forget that you and I are on the same team?”

Yibo snorted.

Team… Wang Zoey was the only one of the siblings who shared the same mother as Yibo.

However, she also had no good memories of their mother.

Their mother was addicted to alcohol and drugs, and she never showed affection to her children until the moment she hung her head from the second-floor railing.

It wasn’t necessarily her fault. She couldn’t have loved them as a child because it was an unwanted marriage from the start.

“You two came early.”

Wang Haikuan and his wife Zhou Ann, who arrived late, joined the meal.

Zhou Ann’s makeup became thicker and her clothes became more glamorous, in contrast to yesterday when she gave away free meals.

Zhou Ann greeted Zoey very warmly. Even though they were sisters-in-law, they got along quite well.

They shared common interests and, despite their outward appearance, had warm personalities.

“The chairman and his wife are on their way out.”

As soon as the butler finished speaking, the four people sitting on the chairs rose from their seats at the same time.

Chairman Wang was walking down the long circular staircase with a cane, and Hu Ting, his third wife which was also Wang Haoxuan’s mother was holding his arm and supporting him.

Despite her uncomfortably smooth gait, she worked tirelessly to care for her husband.

And behind them was Wang Haoxuan, who had Yibo stamped on his temple last night.

Chairman Wang sat at the head of the table, with Hu Ting and Wang Haoxuan sitting next to him.

“Everyone sit down.”

Hu Ting sat down and turned to face Wang Yibo as soon as the words were spoken. Her gaze did not waver even as she waited for the main course to be served.

Putting down the glass of water that Yibo was drinking, he asked Hu Ting directly.

“Mother. Do you have anything to say to me?”

The tone was friendly, but the mood in the room had changed.

Yibo knew better than anyone that she couldn’t just ignore her beloved son’s injury.

“Shouldn’t you apologize first before I ask?” It’s because you poked a hole in a healthy child’s face.”

Yibo’s gaze shifted away from Hu Ting and toward Haoxuan, who sat next to her. His temples were covered with gauze.

When their eyes met, Haoxuan lowered his head like prey in front of a beast.

Hu Ting’s squinted sharply, and the voice that scolded her son grew stronger.

“Raise your head. Are you a fool? You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You can think about it. Haoxuan, answer me. Did I do anything to you that deserves an apology?”

“…”

“Answer me. If you want, I can do it here.”

Haoxuan moved his anxious gaze back and forth. When he got drunk, he felt elated, but sitting here with a sane mind was like hell.

All his brothers’ eyes pierced him like thorns.

“Oh, no. It’s all right, Brother. Because it’s my fault… There’s no need for you to apologize…”

Yibo looked at Hu Ting with a sad smile on his face.

“See? It isn’t my fault.”

“How could you.”

“Stop it. What are you doing during a meal?”

All of them shut their mouths at Chairman Wang’s remarks.

Hu Ting had a sad expression on her face as she looked at her husband. She was aware that he had a particular preference for Wang Yibo.

Of course, he has good abilities and looks exactly like him, so it must be true, but she was irritated when he tolerated such excessive behavior at times.

She bit her lower lip gently and clenched her fist under the table.

When the main dish came out and the meal started, the somewhat stiff atmosphere gradually eased.

Most of the stories were about work, and in the meantime, Ann’s twin story and Zoey’s hospital story came and went.

“When did you say the son of Mo would come?”

Haikuan, who was drinking wine, was the first to respond. “Tomorrow.”

“Where does he want to stay?”

Yibo, who was slicing the meat, slightly lifted the tip of the knife and said, “I’m thinking of taking care of it.”

“Take good care of him. He is the son of Mo, so he is like a brother to you.”

Yibo smiled briefly when he heard the word ‘brother.’ He had fucking a lot of brothers.

“I will, Father.”

At that moment, Haoxuan, who was sitting in front of Yibo, entered his vision.

Yibo was having fun watching him wince every time their eyes met, and a good idea suddenly came to him.

“It’s probably better for Haoxuan to look after him than for me. They must have something in common because they are the same age.”

Haoxuan’s knife, which was cutting steak stopped. He had no idea why Yibo had abruptly pointed him out.

He raised his head and looked at Yibo, who was holding a wine glass and smiling.

Haoxuan got goosebumps and quickly averted his gaze.

He had no idea what Yibo was up to, but he sharpened his knife in his heart, vowing to kill this human with his own hands someday.

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“I have always been interested in China art. That’s why I asked grandfather for help.”

Kim Joon clicked his tongue when he saw Xiao Zhan talking like a robot.

No, today’s robots would outperform that.

He had to pretend to be someone else in order to stay at Wang Yibo’s house, but the disguise was supposed to be a weak young master.

Kim Joon scanned Xiao Zhan from head to toe.

His skin was close to the color of copper tanned by Sydney’s hot sun, and his eyes were so intense that they penetrated through glass despite the fact that he was wearing glasses.

Furthermore, there was a snake crawling tattoo on his shoulder with its mouth wide open, who would see him as a weak young master.

“Xiao Zhan. Don’t go out until you leave the country. That way your skin will come back like before.”

“Skin?”

“You definitely had pale skin when you were younger. No, it wasn’t like this when you were in Seoul last year. Staying at home for two weeks would be better than now.”

Xiao Zhan pursed his lips to the point where his lower chin was wrinkled and thought deeply.

To gain access to the target’s home, he had to pose as a Singapore man named Mo Xuanyu.

He was the godson of the Singapore organization, the Black Society, and after his father died when he was young, he was a flower in a greenhouse nurtured by his Chinese mother and grandfather.

He was a weed in comparison. A weed that could withstand being trampled on and crushed. It was similar thing, but the class was different.

“Who do you think actually commissioned it?”

Xiao Zhan suddenly became curious.

Kim Joon speculated that the client was a member of the shipping group. A person who has the power to use Alan as an intermediary to commission Xiao Zhan to kill.

A person who could replace the grandson of a big man. Someone who wouldn’t get caught easily.

“It must be a family.”

This was a common occurrence in this field. Killing each other between family and friends.

The same could be said for the lover.

It was nothing more than shoving bullets into the lover’s heart and head who had been mixing bodies up until last night.

As a result, Xiao Zhan did not easily trust people and avoided meeting them.

“He’ll realize that choosing me was a good decision. It’s me we are talking about.”

Kim Joon shook his head as he looked at Xiao Zhan’s confident face.

“With your acting skills, you’ll get caught soon.”

“Is it really that weird?”

Kim Joon looked intently at Xiao Zhan’s face. The shape of his eyes changed depending on the viewer.

His eye corners were redder than other people’s, so when he looked down, he appeared pitiful, and when he lifted it up, it went up to the corner of the eyes and was slightly sexy.

The women admired it, though.

“Well… Relax your eyes a little. Like when you wake up in the early morning.”

When he said that, Xiao Zhan opened his eyes wide and then closed them, relaxing his eye muscles.

“Was it okay now?” He looked relaxed, but this time it looks too relaxed.

Kim Joon shook his head, looking at the black pupil that had disappeared through his eyelids.

“Stop it.”

“Then how about this?”

He was now playing with his eyes in the middle, so Kim Joon complained that if he was going to use that handsome face in that way, he should give it to him.

“Even if it’s your face, never reveal your naked body. If he notices the small scars on your body, he will be suspicious.”

When he heard this, Xiao Zhan gave an absurd smile and leaned back in his chair.

“Don’t worry. There’s no reason for me to take off my clothes. I’m not going to seduce Wang Yibo.”

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