LBOT- chapter 69

The car left the city and entered a secluded place. All around Yibo’s house was a dark and empty field.

Even the hills ahead have been cleared away, leaving no place for anyone to hide and attack.

On his way to the house, there was a black car that he has not seen before. And a small refrigerated truck behind it.

It was unusually quiet as he approached the gate.

The guards at the gate were gone, and the only sound was grasshoppers chirping.

He heard footsteps crunching on the grass behind the building as he walked home.

Xiao Zhan, who had been wary of looking back, stopped.

The person who walked out from behind was Wang Yibo.

Like a demon, he had red blood all over his shirt and face. He lit a cigarette and stopped when he saw Xiao Zhan.

A stranger seeing him would have been terrified.

He lit a cigarette and smiled calmly as if nothing had happened.

“You’re home fast. Yaan, is he okay?”

Xiao Zhan spoke up.

“I think the one asking if someone was okay is me, not you.”

Yibo discarded his cigarette and ran his hand over the blood on his face. His grotesque face became even more eerie.

Moments later, two strangers come out carrying a large box. Judging by its size, it most likely contains a corpse.

“Who is it?”

“Let’s go inside first.”

Wang Yibo led the way, and Xiao Zhan and Kim Joon followed.

Xiao Zhan looked out the gate. They load the boxes brought out by the men into the refrigerated truck and set off.

As Yibo entered the house, the housekeeper approached.

“Oh, no. That was your favorite shirt. Do you want me to clean the blood?”

“No. Please throw it away.”

He looked so nonchalant. Xiao Zhan wondered if it was Chairman Wang’s subordinates.

Wang Yibo went to wash up right away and Xiao Zhan couldn’t check it.

Then Xiao Zhan noticed two men sitting on the sofa. He initially assumed they were an employee, but they were not.

They sat upright and looked straight ahead, dressed in black. It has the appearance of a doll placed upstairs.

Scars on the arms and neck. And one didn’t have a pinky finger. The man in the sunglasses slowly turns his head toward them, his eyes unreadable but his breath smells like blood.

Xiao Zhan instinctively recognized that they were human beings like him.

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Knock, knock, Xiao Zhan, who knocked, hesitated for a moment before entering.

The model in the second-floor living room had disappeared, so he wondered where it had gone, and it was in Wang Yibo’s bedroom.

Xiao Zhan looked at it in bewilderment, but the bathroom door opened and Wang  Yibo came out, shaking his head and wearing only a towel over his lower body.

The man with a damp face and wet bangs was not the man who appeared to be a murderer just a moment ago.

It wasn’t like Xiao Zhan hadn’t seen the naked body in a few days, but he was embarrassed and averted his gaze elsewhere.

“I was going to come down after washing up, but it seem you couldn’t wait and came here.”

Xiao Zhan frowned. He heard from Li Bowen that Yibo told him to come here.

Xiao Zhan didn’t know who was telling the truth but seeing Wang Yibo’s smile made him more inclined to believe in Li Bowen, whom he was not close with.

Wang Yibo took off the towel that was covering him.

Xiao Zhan’s mouth dropped open when he saw Yibo’s dick poking out hard. A full erection for 24 hours.

Wang Yibo casually pulled on his gray robe and walked over to the couch as he tied the laces.

As he sat down across from Xiao Zhan with his legs apart, his robe fell open, revealing a barely contained dick.

Wang Yibo smiles blatantly after noticing the gaze.

“Stop staring at me if you’re not going to suck me up.”

It was ridiculous. Yibo was so naked and had his crotch open, but he told him not to look.

Xiao Zhan scolded him and threw a cushion at him, but it was in vain. Finally, Zhan had to avoid his gaze on his own.

Wang Yibo lit a cigarette and handed Xiao Zhan the brown paper bag next to the table.

Xiao Zhan took it and looked inside. It contained simple documents, an airline ticket to Hawaii, as well as business cards and photos of strangers.

Surprisingly, the ticket’s departure date is two days later. The photo was taken in Hawaii, but the man was dressed in a black suit, so you might think it’s fake at first glance.

“Li Wenhan. He is the person in charge who will take care of you there. He’ll pick you up at the airport, so familiarize yourself with his face.”

The word “care” got on his nerves. Am I a kid?

Xiao Zhan showed protesting eyes, but his attitude was firm. Along with a few precautions, he repeatedly asked him not to move alone just in case.

Xiao Zhan didn’t like the fact that Wang Yibo already made up his mind before he had even given him a clear answer.

Wang Yibo asked him bluntly as if he realized it.

“You don’t want to go?”

“Rather than not wanting to…”

Xiao Zhan blurted out his words. Then he remembered the people in the living room.

After washing and coming down from the second floor, they had left.

“The people in the living room earlier.”

“Yeah.”

“Are they new hires?”

Wang Yibo nodded.

“Then isn’t it a loss to you? If you’re going to pay them to make fun of me, why did you keep me?”

Wang Yibo extinguished his cigarette and smiled sadly.

“Are you asking because you really don’t know, or are you pretending?”

Xiao Zhan’s mouth tightened. Do you really like me?

The words that couldn’t come out of his throat racked up in layers.

Xiao Zhan had been questioning him since the moment he began to believe in him and want to protect him.

Is it possible for someone who hates his own family to love others?

Likewise, Xiao Zhan had never truly loved anyone. He was lonely both physically and mentally, so he only met and relied on them for a short time.

So he didn’t understand Kim Yaan’s attitude, in which he resents his lover for betraying him but also misses her and can’t forget her.

“If there is something you want to say, say it.”

Wang Yibo seemed to be aware that Xiao Zhan was thinking a lot, so he spoke first.

Xiao Zhan clenched his jaw and shook his head. Then he packed up the documents. Nothing would change now. Wang Yibo was the boss, and he had to follow his orders.

“Are they trustworthy?”

Just in case, he checked again.

Wang Yibo smiled and got up and came to sit next to Xiao Zhan.

Wang Yibo smells like sandalwood. Though Xiao Zhan thought it didn’t suit him, he unknowingly put his nose close and sniffed the scent.

Wang Yibo pulled Xiao Zhan in with his arms around his shoulders.

Wang Yibo grabbed Xiao Zhan’s escaping hand, interlocked his fingers, and tilted his head to meet his eyes.

Surprisingly, this was more embarrassing than having sex with this man.

As he tried to pull away, Yibo leaned his head on Zhan’s shoulder. It was not like his shoulder was going to break, so Xiao Zhan let him be.

“Are you worried about me?”

“No way.”

“Even if I can’t shoot a gun better than you, I’m better at acting than you.”

Xiao Zhan shook his head and pushed Yibo away. Don’t make that sound.

Wang Yibo pushed him when he loses his temper. His dick poked through the sheer robe and rubbed up against Zhan’s thigh.

Zhan struggled to get up, but it wasn’t easy with Yibo already on top of him.

“Ah! Get off me.”

“Please get out of the way, try saying it sweetly.”

Xiao Zhan narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth reluctantly, chewing and spitting out word by word.

“Please, get, out, of, the, way.”

Wang Yibo replied immediately with a smile.

“No.”

Haa. Xiao Zhan was debating whether or not to punch him before leaving the country, but then Yibo moved behind him.

The sofa was spacious, but it was too small for two people to lie on.

Yibo hugged Zhan from behind. He barely made it to the end of the sofa before wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him.

Xiao Zhan heard the sound of Yibo’s heart pounding as his hard chest was against his back.

Xiao Zhan tried to get away, but this time Yibo hugged him tighter.

The bedroom was as quiet as a dead rat, and lying back on his chest made Xiao Zhan feel strange.

Wang Yibo put his arm under Xiao Zhan’s head to make a pillow and patted him on the shoulder.

“I’ll put you to sleep.”

When he refused, Yibo hummed an unfamiliar song. When Xiao Zhan asked what song it was, he said he didn’t know.

Come to think of it, Xiao Zhan couldn’t recall ever hearing a proper lullaby from anyone since he was born.

“CEO Wang, did anyone sing you a lullaby when you were little?”

“No. I’ve slept alone since I was a baby.”

“Wasn’t it scary?”

“Not really. What should I be afraid of?”

“Something like a ghost…”

“There are no ghosts.”

Xiao Zhan blinked his eyes. When he was staying in Thailand before, he had seen a ghost with Kim Joon in an old hotel.

He didn’t see it clearly, but a white object flashed in front of his eyes. When he thought of that moment, chills run down his spine.

“There is. I saw it.”

Wang Yibo laughed.

“You believe in ghosts, but how come you still kill people.”

Come to think of it, he’s right. Xiao Zhan became hot for no reason.

“Is there anything else you’re scared of besides ghosts?”

Xiao Zhan thought deeply. Anything with more than six legs is scary, including cockroaches. That was why he like snakes. Because it has no legs.

He was afraid of his dead parents, who appeared to him in his dreams and tried to kill him, and… There didn’t seem to be anymore.

“Will you tell me about your childhood? I’m curious.”

For the first time, Wang Yibo asked about Xiao Zhan’s childhood. He touched Zhan’s ear when he didn’t respond.

It was a past Xiao Zhan didn’t want to recall. There was a part of him that wished he’d just died rather than go through the same hellish cycle of being beaten, delivering drugs, starving, and being beaten again.

His black eyes were still, staring into one place. He felt his brain pause for a moment as his memory flashed back to that time.

“If you don’t want to talk, you don’t have to.”

Wang Yibo withdraws unexpectedly. The hand that had been touching his ear stroked his hair.

Xiao Zhan felt sleepy at the gentle touch. The sofa, which he had just considered uncomfortable, was actually more comfortable than he had thought, and his eyelids sank speedily.

Xiao Zhan got up and tried to go upstairs, but he was caught again.

“I feel sleepy…”

“Sleep here, I’ll carry you to your bed.”

Xiao Zhan laughed. It was so funny to imagine.

“Am I a princess?”

“There is no law that says a prince must carry a princess. I can be your princess if you want.”

His tone and touch were soft.

Zhan closed his eyes and Yibo continued to sing an unknown song.

The sound of his voice was pleasing to the ear.

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