DBSNTM-72 The Indescribable Truth

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When Yibo returned to his room, Zhan had not woken up yet.

After smoking, his fingers still smelled cigarette.

He put his coat beside the bed, looked at Zhan and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he came out, he saw Zhan leaning against the bed with the blanket in his arms. He had just woken up so he looked forward blankly,

“You’re awake.”

Yibo walked to the bedside and sat down.

Zhan frowned, “Did you smoke?”

Yibo was at a loss for a moment. He never knew Zhan was so sensitive to it, but he nodded and admitted, “I did.”

He then added, “I only took a few puffs.”

Zhan became even more sensitive after he was pregnant. “I thought you didn’t smoke.”

He never saw Yibo smoke before, so he thought naturally that Yibo did not smoke.

Yibo chuckled and didn’t say anything.

He did not smoke very much. He was not addicted to it.

After all, smoking hurt his health. And he paid close attention it.

However, there were too many things recently. So he could use one occasionally. But he only smoked when Zhan wasn’t around.

Yibo pondered for a moment before suddenly saying, “Stay away from Haoxuan in the future.”

Although he had asked bodyguards to follow Zhan while he was away, Zhan would inevitably bump into Haoxuan in here.

Zhan caught a glimpse of Yibo’s coat on the bedside. He remembered it was on the sofa before he slept.

So Yibo went out after he fell asleep.

“You met him again? What did you say?” Zhan guessed.

“Nothing much.” Yibo’s expression was a little cold, “What else can I say to him now?”

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Zhan held Yibo’s hand to comfort him and didn’t say anything else.

***

There was nothing to do in here. Apart from having meals.

Zhan basically stayed in his room. However, after dinner, Qiren asked him to watch TV with him.

Zhan thought he had something to say, but they just watched TV.

Qiren liked watching crosstalk shows and operas, which Zhan felt a little bored. But Qiren was enjoying himself, so Zhan had to sit with him.

Considering Zhan was carrying a baby, Qiren urged him to go back to his room to rest after an hour.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhan for a few seconds. “Go back and have some rest. Oh, and tell Yibo to come. I have something to tell him.”

When Qiren asked Zhan to watch TV with him, Yibo wanted to come along. But Zhan refused him.

Qiren cared about these details. He wouldn’t like it if Yibo kept following him wherever Zhan went.

“OK.” Zhan stood up and was about to leave.

“Zhan.”

When he was about to reach the door, he heard Qiren calling him from behind.

Zhan turned around and said, “Anything else?”

Qiren was sitting alone on the sofa now. He looked exceptionally lonely and old. The aura of authority had faded. Instead, he looked a little tired, old, and somewhat pitiful.

Zhan now clearly felt that Qiren was not living a happy life.

“I made a mistake before. I promise I won’t interfere Yibo and you in the future. Be good, you two.”

His tone was somewhat hoarse, leaving the impression that he was giving his last words.

Zhan’s face changed slightly, and his voice involuntarily got louder, “Grandfather!”

Zhan knew that Grandfather was referring to him sending Dilruba over. Zhan did complain him, but he did not care too much about it.

Because Yibo loved him.

As long as Yibo loved him, he wouldn’t care anything the others said or did.

However, Qiren’s tone made him very uneasy. “Alright, just go. It’s almost ten o’clock. Tell him to come, but quickly. I’m going to sleep soon.”

Qiren waved his hand, as if he was impatient to hear Zhan say more.

Zhan looked at him worriedly, left the room and rushed to his.

Yibo was leaning against the bed in his pajamas, playing games on his mobile phone. He played expressionlessly, as if he didn’t enjoy it.

And he kept glancing at the door occasionally. He didn’t want to play it at all. He just wanted to kill time.

Seeing Zhan push the door open and enter, he threw his phone to the side, got out of bed and walked towards him.

“Did he make things difficult for you?” As Yibo spoke, he scrutinized Zhan’s expressions.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, he was relieved.

Zhan shook his head and conveyed Qiren’s words to Yibo, “He told you to come over. He said that he had something to tell you and told you to come quickly. He will go to bed soon.”

Hearing this, Yibo pondered for a moment before asking, “What else did he say to you?”

“Nothing. I was just watching TV with him.” Zhan frowned, “But I feel he was a little strange, and so was his tone.”

He felt Qiren was saying his last words, but he couldn’t say that in front of Yibo.

After all, Qiren was Yibo’s grandfather.

Zhan sighed, “You’ll know. Just go.”

Even he could sense something wrong. Yibo would know it, too. Perhaps, he would know more.

Seeing Zhan frowning and sighing, Yibo became serious.

“I’ll go. You get some sleep.” Then he left.

***

Yibo went to Qiren’s room.

A servant standing outside the door bowed respectfully when he saw Yibo. “Mr. Wang.”

Then, he pushed open the door for him.

As soon as Yibo entered, the servant closed the door behind him.

Qiren was still sitting on the sofa. He leaned his head against the back of the sofa. It was opera on the TV and the sound wasn’t loud.

As Yibo approached, he discovered that Grandpa had already fallen asleep.

Before Yibo could make a sound, Qiren suddenly opened his eyes. His sharp eyes were cloudy for a moment.

He stared at Yibo as if he was frightened, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

But very quickly, his eyes regained the clarity.

“Oh, you’re here.”

His voice was somewhat hoarse. But Yibo felt that these words were not for him.

Yibo frowned and sat down opposite Qiren, carefully examining him.

He remembered when Zhan returned, Zhan looked like he wanted to say something, but now seeing this, he understood why.

Yibo had been arrogant in front of Qiren and Qiren could tolerate him, because he felt Yibo was like him. So he naturally loved him more and didn’t care about Yibo’s arrogance.

Qiren was always smart and wise. He would never show weakness in front of others.

Accustomed to Qiren’s patriarchal style, Yibo was a little surprised when he saw his exhaustion and fragility.

Yibo frowned even more tightly, so he directly asked him, “What’s wrong with you?”

He and Qiren disagreed with each other. They were more like friends than grandfather and grandson.

Although Qiren had told him not to investigate his mother’s matter, which made him a little distant from Qiren, he still cared about his grandfather.

There must be a reason why Qiren didn’t let him investigate it, but Qiren definitely wouldn’t have anything to do with it.

“Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. I’ll be one year older. There aren’t many days left for me. I want to talk to you.” Qiren looked at him, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

Qiren’s tone somewhat irritated Yibo. He said impatiently, “Just say what you want.”

Qiren did not get mad at his impatience. Instead, he smiled, “Among all the Wangs, only you and Yijun are the most sincere ones. But those who have achieved great things can’t be too honest.”

“Zhan is young, and his personality is different from yours. He is a good boy, but as your wife, I don’t think he is suitable…”

Seeing that Yibo was about to get angry, Qiren smiled, “I haven’t finished speaking yet. Just listen to me!”

Yibo snorted and leaned back, waiting for him to continue.

“He’s got good patience. I asked him to watch TV with me and he just did. And he didn’t show any impatience. He is good. And he looked pretty, too. If I were young, I would fall in love with such a beautiful boy.”

Qiren’s words sounded a little odd to Yibo.

Yibo raised his eyebrows and said with a cold face, “Old man, speak properly”

Qiren’s eyebrows twitched. He slapped the sofa and then pointed at Yibo.

“Little brat, I’m your grandfather. When you were young, I didn’t say anything even you pissed on me. Now you have a wife, and you think you are superior to me, huh? Do you dare to say that to your wife?”

The old man was full of vigor now, and it was more like him.

Yibo tilted his head and said calmly, “He is a little boy. I have to be gentle to him. How old are you to compare yourself with a boy?”

Qiren was so angry that he took the remote control on the tea table and threw it to him.

Yibo couldn’t dodge it. The control hit right him. He gasped.

Yibo put his hand on the part where the control had hit him, “That’s your move? Resort to violence when I got you?”

Qiren calmed down again. In a cold and solemn tone that Yibo had never heard before, he said, “Just be good. I will tell you everything you want to know.”

It turned out this was what he wanted to say the most after saying so much.

Yibo just froze there, and he didn’t react for long.

They looked at each other for a long time before Yibo sat upright and spoke, “Including my mother?”

Qiren nodded, “Yes,”

Yibo knew him best. If Qiren promised something, he would never change his mind.

He pursed his lips and replied, “Alright.”

It was already eleven o’clock when he came out of Qiren’s room.

The corridor was dimly lit with wall lights on. Servants would sometimes pass by and said hello.

“Mr. Wang,”

He nodded back.

Yibo walked forward step by step, very slowly.

He was certain that his grandfather wasn’t involved in that matter, but he might know something.

And Qiren could only know after the kidnap happened.

When he brought Zhan to the house for the first time, Qiren warned him to step out of this.

Since he didn’t do that, there could only be one reason.

Qiren was afraid that he would find out the truth.

The truth might be an indescribable secret.

Perhaps it was a secret that no one should know.

Or to be more specific, the truth was so heavy that even someone like Qiren, who had experienced a lot, could not bear it.

But now he was willing to tell him the truth.

What made him so?

When Yibo regained his senses, he realized that he had already walked to the door of the room.

“Good night, Mr. Wang.”

Another servant passed by.

Yibo turned to look at the servant.

There were many Wangs in this family, and many servants, too.

But what did they have to do with him?

Turning back, he looked at the door in front of him.

Only the man in this room gave him the sense of security.

He pushed in, Zhan immediately walked over.

“How is it? What did Grandfather say to you? Do you think he’s weird too?”

Apparently, he had been waiting for him, so he kept asking him questions the moment he entered.

Yibo walked in without saying anything.

Zhan raised his head to look at Yibo’s face and found that he became weird too after returning.

“What did Grandfather say to you? Say something. I’m so eager to know.” Zhan was anxious.

Yibo sat down at the bedside.

Zhan stood in front of him. Yibo had to raise his head to see Zhan’s face.

“He said…”

After Yibo said these words, he stopped.

Zhan waited to hear what was going on, thinking Qiren had told him something important.

Looking at Zhan’s earnest face, Yibo added, “He said we should have a few more children.”

He said it rather seriously.

“…”

Zhan was dumbfounded for a moment, and soon realized Yibo was joking.

He rubbed Yibo’s hair, “I’m serious. Do not kid me.”

Yibo grabbed his hand and tugged him into his embrace, “I’m serious.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his lips pressed down.

Zhan understood. Yibo didn’t want to tell him.

If there was anything Yibo didn’t want him to know, he do something else to divert Zhan attention.

He knew everything about me, but he always had secrets, secrets I didn’t know.

Zhan bit Yibo’s lips angrily.

He did not show mercy and his lips were bleeding. The salty smell of blood spread out in his mouth.

Yibo paused for a moment before kissing him even deeper and harder.

“Let me see…” Zhan tasted the smell of blood and wanted to see how deep he bit.

But Yibo didn’t listen to him at all and kissed him violently.

The kiss was so long that Zhan’s face turned red.

As Zhan lay still, he heard him taking off his clothes.

He turned around and looked at him.

They were about to go to bed. It was time to get ready.

However, Yibo did not put on his pajamas; he came to take off Zhan’s clothes instead.

Zhan had a bad feeling. He pulled his clothes tightly and asked him, “What are you doing?”

“Take off your pajamas and sleep.” Yibo hovered his body over Zhan and unbuttoned his clothes one by one with incomparable concentration.

Yibo was bare now, so Zhan could see his chiseled body easily.

Zhan looked away and stopped him, “I’ll just sleep in my pajamas. I don’t need to take them off.”

“It’s uncomfortable.” Yibo said confidently.

Of course, Zhan could not convince Yibo.

Yibo stuffed him into the blanket and hugged him from behind.

But from such a posture, Zhan could feel…

Zhan said in a trembling voice, “Yibo, let go of me…”

“Don’t move.” Yibo’s voice was hoarse.

Zhan gave up resignedly.

How could I sleep? I could even feel his monster!

“Can’t sleep?” Yibo’s voice sounded again, “Then kiss me.”

Yibo rarely made such a request, let alone in such a fragile tone.

Zhan’s heart softened, so he turned around and kissed him.

Qiren must have said something special, which was why Yibo was so abnormal.

It was hard to tell whether a quiet person was in a good mood or bad mood from his expression and words, but strangely enough, Zhan could easily feel his now.

Yibo let out a satisfied sign.

The next moment, he got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.

Zhan cried out in surprise, “Yibo?”

He hadn’t…

Yibo turned to look at him with a mysterious expression, “I’m already satisfied.”

Zhan did not understand because he saw Yibo’s manhood was still very energetic.

It was too late and Yibo wasn’t around, so Zhan fell asleep in a few minutes.

Yibo came out from a shower. He put on his pajamas and saw Zhan had fallen asleep.

He gently put a pajamas on him. Zhan opened his eyes in a daze and then was lulled to sleep by him.

It was said men thought with their lower part.

It was right and wrong.

Sex could be addictive sometimes, especially with someone you loved in your arms.

But sometimes, the mental satisfaction was more important than the physical one.

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Author note:- Hi friends..... hope u r enjoying this story.... like u have seen in second season of prolonged Zhan will be run away..... from next chapter there will be turning point.. many of u blame Zhan....

But Zhan have his thoughts and Yibo has his be can't blame him 🤷 So read carefully 🤔 ❤