LBOT-10

Wang Haikuan, who was staring at the chilly teacup with an indifferent expression, raised his head.

Hu Ting, his stepmother, was fiddling with the jewelry ring on her fourth finger in front of him.

A stack of photos that she had brought out a while ago was on the table.

Mo Xuanyu, who was from Singapore recently arrived in China.

He was now residing at Wang Yibo’s residence, and it was reported that he spent the day with Wang Haoxuan.

Wang Haikuan had a look around.

She requested that they meet in a cafe on the outskirts of Beijing, but the place was empty, with no employees or customers. Only her favorite secretary, Su She, was standing on one side of the store.

After Wang Haikuan raised his glasses, he returned the photo of Mo Xuanyu to Hu Ting.

“I have listened to what stepmother said. Unfortunately… I don’t want to listen anymore.”

Hu Ting took a cigarette and a lighter. They say that as people age, their hands and necks get wrinkly, but this does not appear to be the case with her.

She reclined back in her chair, smoking a cigarette with her smooth fingers, and cast a languid glance towards Wang Haikuan.

“Does that mean it doesn’t matter if Director Wang sits as the successor?”

Wang Haikuan’s cunning eyes were distorted.

Already, one of the directors who believed in him and supported him had gone missing, and he was worried. It was shortly determined that the work was done by Wang Yibo.

It was inconceivable for a managing director to eliminate one of the most important contributors to the development of a corporation.

Only Chairman Wang’s complete trust made this feasible.

As the rumor grew, the rest of the board of directors became concerned, and other shareholders, who were neutral, began to speculate on whether Chairman Wang’s heart was leaning toward his second son, Director Wang Yibo.

Even yet, the statement she told now was ridiculous.

“It’s impossible to remove him.”

He was a foreign guest, the grandson of a prominent Singapore organization, and his father was a close friend of Chairman Wang throughout his lifetime.

She wanted him to get rid of him so she could be safe?

Hu Ting’s recklessness evoked laughter. She had something to say, so he expected it to be something like this from the time she asked to meet…

“I don’t mean to kill him. I mean, let’s just poke in a few places.”

Hu Ting was far from an elegant wife, perhaps because she grew up with parents who loved to gamble money.

“It can make our position difficult.”

“It’s not us who are in trouble, it’s Director Wang. At least the chairman won’t be on his side this time.”

The Singapore organization, which was viewed as a brother, had a significant impact on Chairman Wang’s decision to name Wang Yibo as his successor despite the opposition of the directors.

They preferred Wang Yibo to take over and conduct business with them over the eldest son, Wang Haikuan.

That was why Mo Xuanyu’s visit was more than just a friendly visit.

“It’s reckless. If anything goes wrong, can you handle him?”

She rubbed the cigarette into the ashtray and put it out. She pulled the chair a little further and sat down, placing her arms on the table and leaning her upper body forward.

“Then how about this?”

“…?”

“What about getting rid of Director Wang altogether?”

One of Wang Haikuan’s eyebrows rose. It was a ridiculous plan.

“I keep my son, you keep your position.”

Her feelings were completely understandable.

Wang Yibo, in contrast to him, who overlooks Wang Haoxuan’s accident, really looked like a person ready to kill.

The intensity increased, and the last time it was Wang Haoxuan’s forehead, but Wang Yibo might slice his throat next time.

She must have also recognized that Wang Yibo could actually kill his son as a result of this incident.

“Don’t you know Director Wang? That bastard will climb up even if he falls to hell.”

“I mean, let’s go a little easier.”

Wang Haikuan took out a cigarette but didn’t light it. If something goes wrong, it’s game over.

“If something goes wrong…”

“It’s not going to happen.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Because I hired the best experts in this field.”

There was even a hint of triumph on her smiling face.

Wang Haikuan, who was chewing on the cigarette tip, broke it and threw it on the floor. He looked at the picture and checked Mo Xuanyu’s face again.

Twenty-one years old. He’s still young.

He worked the calculator in his head. It wasn’t a bad idea to cut Wang Yibo’s limbs off ahead of time, even though it was risky, rather than just staying like this.

Let us only pretend to work together in moderation. If something goes wrong, he could blame Hu Ting.

“Then we’re a team. Right?”

She smiled and extended her hand.

Wang Haikuan paused for a moment before setting the picture down and taking her hand in his.

That’s right. It was a team.

He was a little anxious, but when he imagined Wang Yibo being ripped and falling apart, the anxiety vanished and a strange feeling of pleasure came across his face.

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The elevator moved downstairs when Wang Yibo pressed the button with his fingerprint.

When the door opened, the first thing Zhan saw was a painting. He followed Wang Yibo down the hallway.

Despite the fact that it was a basement, the ventilation system was adequate, thus there was no strange odor. It was less closed than he thought, and the paintings hung everywhere made him feel like he was in a gallery.

Beyond the glass windows visible in the hallway, there was a gym, a movie theater, and a shooting range.

Wang Yibo asked Zhan if he had ever fired a gun as they passed the shooting range.

Zhan responded no, and Yibo said he would teach him if he had the opportunity.

Zhan declined nicely. He might appear to be overconfident, but even with his eyes closed, he was confident that he could shoot better than Wang Yibo.

No matter how much he looked around, it was not a place to hide important things.

He was embarrassed for wanting to come in here because it was so ordinary than he expected.

He followed, looked around, and stopped in front of the last door. It was the only place that had a lock.

Wang Yibo recognized the fingerprint without hesitation after entering the password.

Zhan immediately memorized the eight-digit number.

When the hidden door opened, Zhan was the first to discover a big Buddha statue. In addition, there are numerous antiquities, including old paintings.

“Wow… It’s like we are in a museum.”

“That’s right. Some of them are from there.”

Zhan questioned it to check whether it was real, and it wasn’t stolen, but most of the time was a gift.

He was perplexed as to who would send a hundred years of Buddha statues and paintings as a gift. Some antiques were housed in a glass coffin. The only items to see were pottery, incense burners, crowns, and history books.

Wang Yibo explained step by step. His voice was serious and low-pitched, but he spoke more clearly than any other voice actor.

Xiao Zhan listened intently without realizing it, but he suddenly came to his senses when he thought of the purpose of entering here.

He went to the other side and looked at the decorative cabinets after looking around. It was open, although the majority of things were from Korea or Japan rather than China.

“You can touch the things there.”

Zhan was intrigued by the idea of being able to touch it, so he grabbed a book. It was quite clean and thick, but as soon as he turned a page, Zhan’s face wrinkled.

Korean erotic book. The figure was vividly portrayed when he turned another page.

Aside from the character, the cock was unrealistically big and had a realistic appearance, so he was horrified.

When he saw the man push his cock into the pussy of a woman lying with her legs spread apart, he gently closed the book. He heard a small laugh behind his back.

“You can see more.”

“It’s okay…”

Aside from that, they were all similar books.

He didn’t know who gave it to Wang Yibo as a gift, but he didn’t want to look into it anymore.

What a great thing it would be if this erotic book was exactly what the client requested. He may kill Wang Yibo and take it with him after stealing from here.

He let out a little sigh and moved to the side a little more.

There were beautiful bowls on display instead of books. Among the identically shaped bowls, a brightly colored bottle stood out. It was a gourd, but the color and shape were entirely Zhan’s taste.

Wang Yibo said he could touch it, so Zhan took it without hesitation. When he shook it slightly left and right, it created a clicking sound.

Looking back, Wang Yibo was checking messages on his cell phone.

Zhan curiously picked up the bottle and opened the cap. He turned it hard because it was tight, but as soon as he opened it, the scent came out.

He assumed it was an aged drink. The aroma was sweeter than imagined as he touched his nose to the entrance of the bottle and breathed in. He didn’t think it was alcohol at first, but it smells great.

Surprisingly, it tastes good.

He wanted to sniff more and more as he inhaled into his nose. He breathed in again and again without realizing it, but he heard Wang Yibo’s voice behind him.

“Xuanyu.”

His head spun in an instant, and his arms and legs relaxed. Zhan stumbled to the floor as the bottle he was holding fell to the floor without a hitch.

Wang Yibo, who had approached him in a haste, had a concerned expression on his face.

“Are you all right?  Did you smell the scent?” In his ears, he heard a low-pitched voice.

His heart was pounding, and blood was rushing through his veins at a faster rate than usual. His eyes were dilated and his lips were wide open.

Wang Yibo stared at him as he breathe out without realizing it.

“This, ha, what is it? Drug, is it drug?”

Wang Yibo’s face changed with difficulty.

“Stimulant. I should have told you in advance. Are you okay?”

“Shi-, shit… Why now…”

Words effortlessly flowed out of his mouth when his mind relaxed. To calm himself, he shook his head, but it simply made him dizzy and had no impact. Even in the midst of it, he could feel his lower back stiffening.

He was attempting to get up from his seat with his thighs tightened, but his body doesn’t listen to him.

Wang Yibo grasped his hand as it slipped off the floor and wrapped it around his neck.

“Stand up. I will support you.”

As their upper bodies touched, he forgot he was a man and was full of lust.

He barely got up with Wang Yibo’s help, but his body slumped like wet clothes and became entangled with him. Against his will, Zhan wanted to hug and rub him.

Zhan was afraid of getting into an unwanted incident if he left it, so he pushed Wang Yibo on the shoulder.

“Wait, wait, stay away. If we touched… Fuck. Aah…!”

When he falls, his body flows down like water to the floor. His head moved violently, and his vision fluctuated.

Wang Yibo’s face while standing and staring at him appeared and disappeared constantly.

Perhaps this how it felt to drink and ride a roller coaster without stopping.

His stomach was churning, his head was dizzy, his body didn’t feel like it belonged to him, and lust was constantly surfacing.

He had to regain his composure.

Wang Yibo catches Zhan’s hand first when he tries to slap his own cheek. His hand, which was wrapped around his wrist, was warm.

Wang Yibo softly stroked his pulse area with his thumb. He was becoming more agitated.

Wang Yibo let go of Zhan’s hand and looked him in the eyes.

“Are you in pain?”

Zhan shook his head helplessly. His mind was blank, and he couldn’t think of anything to say. Only Wang Yibo’s voice could be heard clearly over the heated breath in his ear.

“Can I help you?”

His body relaxed at the kind tone.

Zhan, who was struggling to breathe, shook his head but did not move. He understood what he was saying even in the essence of the drug.

Wang Yibo’s face, which slightly lifted, was outrageously handsome, and he could believe if it was a statue.

There was nothing strange about taking a seat someplace in this secret place.

“Help me?”

Contrary to his tone of voice, his eyes were as dangerous as a poisonous snake. He was a man. Wang Yibo was also a man.

Zhan had to shake off his hand, but he suddenly wants someone to grip and hold him. He was not going to die because he had borrowed a hand.

Lust had paralyzed his reasoning, and there was no longer any space in his head for thought.

Yibo’s hand clasped his waist and pulled him closer as he nodded, and his seated body lay looking up at the ceiling.

He could hear the sound of his pants zipper dropping. He thought he was simply going to touch him, but he was about to suck him.

He was taken aback. He had no idea Wang Yibo was gay. There was no such information.

He wasn’t sure what to do if Wang Yibo offered to put it inside him later, referring to the fact that he had sucked him once. He refused to have sex with a man.

Thoughts continued to rush through his mind even while he was confused.

After taking his undershirt, he stood up and moved over Zhan’s head.

Then he brings something to him and pours it on his dick. The fluid soaked his testicles and ran down the perineum, moistening it all the way to his buttocks.

Zhan stared up at the ceiling, his eyes wide open. Please suck or rub it.

He wanted to say something, but his mouth wouldn’t open. He couldn’t take it any longer, so he placed his hand down, grasped his cock, and attempted to rub it, but he was dissatisfied with the slow movement.

Wang Yibo took his hand, set it aside, and grabbed Zhan’s leg.

Then Yibo spread the legs he’d been holding and raised them into the air.

As Yibo spread his leg, Zhan was perplexed.

Soon, his lower back lifted and a hard thing touched between his buttocks. Zhan’s eyes widened in bewilderment.

An unimaginable pain came down from his lower back. His eyes became wider and wider, and he let out a moan.

“Wai… wait… Ahhh!”

An excruciating pain followed, like a knife being stabbed into his spine.

He trembled like a freshly caught fish, his arms flailing in the air. It wasn’t until later that he understood what was going on, and he realized exactly what Wang Yibo was doing to him.

His mind returned to him as if he had poured cold water on him. A hole that had never been used for anything else opened up.

Zhan gripped the power and yanked out the ankle held by Yibo, then slammed into Wang Yibo.

His head turned to the side, and the enormous item that had forced the anal open came out.

Zhan scrambled to his feet and sat up.

Wang Yibo stroked his face and used his tongue to check the inside of his mouth. Then he lowered his dark brows and smiled as if he were a villain.

“It’s too much. To the person who tried to help you.”

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