In the morning, Yibo got up early and went for a morning run.

When Zhan woke up, the person sleeping beside him was gone, leaving only his warmth and breath.

Zhan reached out his hand and stroked Yibo’s pillow, smiling contentedly.

Last night after Yibo kissed him, he didn’t take next step and went to sleep with him.

Yibo said he would respect him until Zhan wanted to have sex with him, and he did.

Zhan felt that after last night, their relationship seemed to warm up and they got closer, mentally.

He turned over and glanced at the French window. A shimmer of light filtered through the heavy curtains.

He lifted the sheet and walked to the French window to withdraw the curtain, letting a shower of light flood into the room, then he pushed open the window and stepped out.

Zhan felt the fresh air and the gentle morning breeze.

Standing on the balcony, he made a few random simple movements to wake himself up, then leaned his hands against the fence, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply in the beauty of nature.

A few minutes later, he slowly opened his eyes and looked down. Yibo happened to run back from the distance.

Yibo was wearing a white hooded sports suit today. The white made him look more handsome and fresher than usual. He seemed to look younger and more energetic after the running.

As he ran closer, Zhan waved at him and called, “Good morning, Mr. Yibo!”

“Mrs. Wang, it’s getting late.” Yibo saw his figure on the balcony from a distance.

“It’s only eight o’clock.” Zhan just checked the time. He didn’t get up too late.

But it was too late for Yibo, who had to get up at six.

“Have more sleep, then?” Yibo said.

“No.” Zhan saw him running across the balcony, “I’m going to wash up.”

Yibo raised his hand and motioned him to go ahead, without changing his standard running posture.

Zhan went back into the room from the balcony and hurried to the bathroom to wash himself. Yibo came up later and was sure to take a shower.

Zhan worked very fast and it only took him 10 minutes to wash himself up, and then he applied the skincare products on his face.

Yibo came up panting, dabbing his sweat with a white towel.

“Why does Mr. Yibo have so much energy?” Zhan stepped forward and poured him a glass of warm water.

Zhan didn’t think he had the same discipline as Yibo.

Yibo drank the water slowly and said softly, “I can’t help it. I can’t use my energy on the one who needs it, so I can only use it on the running. Otherwise, someone would be drained out of energy.”

Zhan flushed.

Yibo was always making fun of me.

So, he was angry that he didn’t get what he wanted last night?

“Is Mr. Yibo complaining?” Zhan’s eyes sparkled.

“Mrs. Wang, I dare not.” Yibo put the towel down and stared at Zhan. “There will be time to make up for it later.”

The light went out of Zhan’s eyes.

Yibo got up with a smirk and said, “I’m going to get dressed. Ming has already made breakfast. You can go down and have some if you’re hungry.”

Zhan watched him walk toward the bathroom, wondering how he had been taken advantage of again.

When Zhan was thinking about how to comfort him, what Yibo said made Zhan feel no guilt at all.

***

Zhan turned to leave the bedroom and walked down the stairs. Seeing him coming into the dining room, Ming smile, “Did you sleep well last night?”

“Yes.” Zhan felt that he slept better than the night before. He wondered if it was because Yibo was holding him that he felt a sense of security.

In his arms, smelling his familiar smell, Zhan soon fell into a deep sleep.

Yibo had a lot of credit for that.

“That’s good.” Ming picked up the bowl. “Would you like some porridge or soy milk?”

Zhan scanned the rich breakfast on the table.

“Soy milk, please.” Zhan pulled back his chair and sat down. “Ming, did you make these yourself?”

“Yes.” Ming put the soy milk in front of Zhan, “When Mr. Yibo was a child, he liked to drink soy milk and had deep-fried dough sticks, but he was not allowed to eat outside, so I learned to make them by myself and cooked them for him whenever he wanted to eat.”

“He’s really happy.” Zhan envied.

Ming offered the candy. “You will be happier when you marry to him. Let me know what you want to eat and I’ll make it for you.”

“Thank you, Ming. That’s very nice of you.” Zhan happily ate the fried dough sticks.

He put a deep-fried dough stick into the soy milk, and when it got soft and swollen, he would put them into the mouth. With the aroma of soy milk, the deep-fried dough sticks were really delicious

Zhan hadn’t felt so hungry as he was now for a long time.

When Yibo came down, he happened to see Zhan’s eating look, which was as cute as a child.

“Mr. Yibo, good morning.” Ming saw Yibo coming.

Zhan had just licked his finger when Yibo showed up and he choke. “Oh…”

“Take it slowly. If you love the deep-fried dough sticks, ask Ming to cook it for you every day.” Yibo patted Zhan back lightly with his hand.

“Ming is so good at cooking.”

After the breakfast, Yibo and Zhan bid goodbye to Paul and Ming and left for the airport.

***

Chongqing Airport.

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Two hours later, the plane landed at Chongqing Airport.

Yibo put on sunglasses before he got off the plane. After all, he was too handsome, and he didn’t want to attract too much attention, so he always wore his sunglasses to cover up his appearance. But he didn’t know that wearing sunglasses would help him attract more attention.

Fortunately, with Yibo’s status, he used the VIP channel, so as to avoid unnecessary disturbance.

Instead, they met Taehyung and his team of the Burning Boys and their agent.

“Hello, Mr. Yibo.” The seven of them were very polite to greet Yibo.

“Hello.” Yibo reached out and shook hands with all seven of them.

The agent said to Yibo, “Mr. Yibo, we have reached an agreement with Mr. Yao about the endorsement. The press conference will be held next week.”

“Good, I’ll be there on time.” Yibo offered them more than a little temptation, and they would be fools not to take it.

“Good.” The agent nodded. “Mr. Yibo, please.”

Zhan was held tightly by Yibo all the way, afraid that Zhan would run away.

Fei, who had been waiting for them, came running up to them as soon as she saw Zhan and Yibo, “Mom, Dad.”

“Baby, give me a hug.” Yibo looked at the lovely Fei and was ready to bend down to pick her up.

It was then that Fei saw Taehyung standing behind Yibo….

“Taehyung.” When Fei saw Taehyung, her round eyes were very excited and her little face was red and lovely.

Taehyung saw Fei, too, and gave her a gentle smile that was as bright as the sun.

Fei immediately changed direction and ran to Taehyung, then excitedly hugged him around the waist. Yibo saw that Fei went past him, and felt disappointed to watch Taehyung “abducted” his baby daughter.

It seemed that his charm was far less than Taehyung’s and he always was not as good as Taehyung in the heart of Fei.

Zhan patted Yibo on his shoulder, saying, “Don’t be angry. I’m not as important to Fei as Taehyung is. Would that make you feel better?”

Yibo looked cold and frowned, “This guy is just younger than me. I was much more handsome than him when I was young.”

“Yes, yes, Mr. Yibo is the most handsome.” Zhan said so, trying not to smile.

Yibo put his hands in the pockets of his suit and then looked at Fei and Taehyung.

Fei only had Taehyung in her eyes, like a little fool.

Jiyang, who had accompanied Fei to pick up Zhan and Yibo, walked over and handed her flowers to Yibo. “Fei bought it to welcome you.”

“My daughter is very sweet.” Yibo looked at the bouquet. Fei still had him in her heart.

Fei rushed up to Yibo and took the bouquet from Jiyang.

“Daddy, I can’t give it to you right now, I want to give it to Taehyung.”

Fei’s eyes sparkled like beautiful stars.

Yibo felt his heart was broken. The hugs were gone. Now he had lost his flowers.

But Fei was so fond of Taehyung that he couldn’t refuse the little girl’s pleading eyes.

“Go on, daddy doesn’t like the stuff.” Yibo seemed to be being generous, but he was jealous that Taehyung stole his baby girl’s heart.

“Thank you, Dad. That’s very kind of you.” Fei smiled happily. “I’ll make it up for you next time.”

“No, no. I just want you to be happy.” Yibo was gentle to and doting on her.

When Fei turned around, Yibo’s smile faded. Jiyang joked, “Mr. Yibo, are you jealous like a child?”

“How would I?” Yibo sort out his suit and said with pride.

“That might be possible.” Jiyang lowered his voice slightly, “I heard that the daughter is the father’s lover in the previous life, but your lover only has Taehyung in her eyes, and leaves you alone here.”

Zhan reached out and gave Jiyang a light tug on him, motioning him to stop.

Yibo’s face was cold. “Whoever wants to marry my daughter will have to get my approval. She is now so young, and the one who gets her love right now might lose it when she grows up. And I have been able to accompany her growing up. That’s enough. You have never been a parent, so I am not surprised that you don’t understand it.”

Yibo got Jiyang’s hurting spot.

“Can’t you two talk nicely?” Zhan saw Jiyang’s face turn a little pale. “Everyone’s life is different.”

As they talked, Fei walked over to Taehyung and handed him the flower. “Taehyung, welcome to Chongqing. This is my hometown. I go to kindergarten here, and you can come to visit me when you are free.”

“I’ll try.” After all, they came here to participate in an activity. After the activity was over, they would go to the next station, so he might not have enough time.

“I know you’re busy, I’m just saying. I’ll be relieved as long as you take care of yourself.” Fei sent the flowers to him again, reminding him to take it.

“Of course I will take care of myself.”

“You have to study hard.” Taehyung looked at the flower and took it with both hands.

He took the flowers and walked over to Yibo. “Mr. Yibo, I’ll give you this for Fei,” he said respectfully.

Yibo didn’t expect Taehyung to do so, and he had different ideas for Taehyung, who was not only good-looking, but also sensitive.

Yibo took the flower and put it in Zhan’s arms. “Flowers match a beautiful man. It suits you better.”

Zhan did not push it away, holding the flower in his arms and sniffing at it. “The flowers are so sweet,” he said. “My daughter has a good taste.”

Zhan took Fei’s hand. “Let’s go home.”

Yibo naturally held Zhan’s shoulder.

Jiyang’s eyes were slightly moist as he looked at the warm picture of the three of them.

“What’s the matter?” Zhan noticed it carefully.

“I feel happy for you.” Jiyang was really happy to see Zhan come out of his misery. At least one of them was happy.

“I wish I can be happy for you one day.” Zhan hoped Jiyang to find his own happiness.

“I hope so.” Jiyang did not know whether he would meet another person he really liked.

“Where there is hope, there is future.” Zhan felt that Jiyang had trapped himself. “Take a long-term look. I can do it, and so can you.”

If I could get over the past and find my loved one, Jiyang could also do it.

“Let’s go.” Jiyang nodded.

“Goodbye, Taehyung,” Fei said to Taehyung.

“Goodbye Fei.” He waved back to Fei.

***

Out of the departure lounge, Jiyang’s driver had pulled over to the side of the road and Yibo helped put the suitcase in the trunk of the car.

Jiyang and Fei got into the car first, while Zhan was waiting for Yibo.

But he didn’t move. Zhan asked, “What’s the matter?”

“I won’t go with you.” Yibo put his hand on Zhan’s shoulder. “After all, this is Chongqing. I have to work with you from now on. We have to act real so that their enemies would let down the guard. And then it will be stronger when we fight back.”

Zhan nodded. They had to keep distance if they wanted to make clear whether Hepeng or Lingjiao was behind the frame.

“From now on our relationship is broken.” Yibo put away the smile on his face as his eyes grew cold and suspicious.

Yibo’s strength was just right, and the push made Zhan stumble slightly, but not make him fall on the ground.

Zhan stood up and looked at Yibo, who went on without looking back, but Zhan felt safe.

Yibo was his(xz) backing, so Zhan could press ahead without any worries.

Zhan got into the car when he saw Yibo disappear into the lobby.

“Go.” said Zhan lightly.

Jiyang thought something was wrong with Zhan and Yibo. “What’s wrong with you guys?”

“Nothing. I’ll tell you later.” Zhan shook his head. “Let’s go to your home first.”

Jiyang did not ask further, and asked the driver to drive to his home.

***

At Jiyang’s place, Zhan was finally relaxed.

“Go and have fun yourself. I have something to talk to your uncle.” Zhan sent Fei away.

Fei was good, and Jiyang had made a special place for her as her children’s room. She could do whatever she wanted to do there.

Jiyang was making coffee in the open kitchen and Zhan was relaxing on the couch.

It took a while before Jiyang brought two cups of freshly ground coffee. When he was back, he patted on Zhan’s leg. “Are you asleep?”

“No.” Zhan sat up, feeling a little empty.

“How long did you do last night?” Jiyang couldn’t restrain his curiosity. “Is Mr. Yibo all right?”

“Damn you, what are you talking about?” Zhan blushed at Jiyang’s words, “I didn’t do anything with him.”

“Just chatting under a quilt?” Jiyang was surprised, but Zhan nodded firmly.

He looked at Zhan from head to toe and back and forth serious eyes.

Finally, his eyes settled on Zhan’s face and he frowned. “It shouldn’t be so.”

“What?” Zhan wondered as he held his coffee.

“Which man cannot be fascinated by your face and figure? A man would jump on you and sleep with you, Mr. Yibo and you are husband and wife. It is okay to have sex. Why hasn’t he done anything?” Jiyang analyzed.

“Do you think he’s a prude or is he sick?”

“It’s fine and there is nothing wrong with him.” Zhan took a sip of coffee.

“Have you tried? Dare you say he is fine? If he is fine, how could he not sleep with you?” Jiyang gave Zhan a blank look.

“Of course I have…” Zhan almost spilled the beans, but immediately corrected himself, “He’s been practicing every day. I am sure he has no problem. And we are husband and wife, but we are now in a relationship. He said he would respect me and only when I say yes, we would do it.”

“Mr. Yibo is a gentleman, is he? Yes, he looks strong.” Jiyang took a sip of his coffee. “Oh, right. Why did he get to the airport and then leave alone? Does he have to fly anywhere else to work?”

“No, he goes back to Beijing.” Starlight shone in Zhan’s eyes.

Jiyang caught the glint of Zhan’s eyes. “So, he’s coming and going? Is there anything wrong in the family? Why left in such a hurry?”

“No.” Zhan denied, with a little girlish sweetness on his face. “He just wanted to be with me and get me safely back to Chongqing.”

Jiyang finally understood, “Well, How sweet you are.”

Zhan took two more sips of coffee with satisfaction.

Those who are willing to spend money with you might not be the ones who love you, but those who are willing to spend time with you must love you.

So, the world’s most precious man is the one who is willing to spend time with you. Cherish that man, especially when he is a busy person, and is willing to squeeze time to be with you.

Zhan was moved by Yibo’s love.

After being away from Yibo for at most an hour, he began to miss him, miss him by his side, miss him holding him(xz) in his arms, miss his voice, and miss his kiss.

“It will be sweeter in the future.” Zhan answered.

Jiyang gave him a thumbs up. “It’s good to see you like this. It’s like you are being you again.”

“Yes. I do feel like finding myself again.” Zhan thought so. “You can too. You are just lost right now.”

“It’s on me again.” Jiyang sighed. “Not everyone is so lucky as you are to find your lost self. I don’t feel lost, I feel dead.”

“Of course you can’t find yourself with that mindset.” Zhan suddenly thought of the person he saw in Tianjin, and after a long time of hesitation, he said, “Jiyang, I mean what if… What if he’s not dead?”

Jiyang stared at Zhan, with coffee in hand, in an elegant posture.

“You asked me the same question last time.” Jiyang thought Zhan had asked it twice. “Is there something you’re hiding from me?”

“I…” Zhan bit his lips, but decided to tell him all he knew. “Jiyang, will you listen to me calmly?”

Jiyang nodded.

“One day at Tianjin, Lulu and I were having dinner, and someone paid for us. When I ran out, the guy was already in the car, and I just saw a little bit of his face through the raised window. I thought it looked a lot like him… Of course, there are a lot of people in the world who look like each other. You know, there are lost twin brothers or sisters, so I think I might be wrong.”

Jiyang, however, was extremely calm and said, “I think you mistook it. Or maybe you believe it is him, so you thought that man is like him.”

And then he added, “He is dead. There will be no more of him.”

“Well, let’s drop this off.” Zhan felt relieved to say it, but it didn’t help Jiyang.

Jiyang was calm on the surface, but in his heart, he knew better than anyone how much he wanted him alive.

He said this because he did not dare to give himself a glimmer of hope, for fear that he would miss him more.

“Tell me about you and Mr. Yibo. Why did he push you when you left?” Jiyang quickly changed the topic, “You said you will tell me when we are back.”

“That’s because we’re looking for the man behind the frame….” Zhan gave Jiyang a brief account of what had happened, including the plan he had in mind..