DBSNTM-80

 

The person walked up to him and sized him up.

She said in surprise, “Zhan, it’s you!”

Zhan was also surprised to see the person in front of him.

He asked, “Dilraba, why are you here?”

After Dilraba left, they were only in contact once. This was the first time they had met since her departure.

Zhan was in a complicated situation.

Eyes narrowed, he stared at Dilraba for a few seconds before looking around vigilantly.

There were already news about Yibo’s mansion being burned down, Dilraba knew the accident.

Seeing him being so vigilant, Dilraba raised her chin arrogantly and explained, “We are going to shoot a new TV series, I came over to see if it’s a good place for the drama.”

“Excuse me. I have to go now.” Zhan had a hunch that meeting Dilraba at such a time wasn’t a good thing.

But Dilraba pulled him back and said, “Wait. Do you fancy a drink? You promised to give me your script, but you haven’t sent it to me yet.”

“Sorry, I’m in the middle of something.” Zhan refused.

After a while, Dilraba broke the silence. “I won’t reveal your whereabouts. I’m not officious.”

Thinking for a moment, Zhan agreed.

There was no coffee shop nearby. They only found a milk tea shop.

Dilraba ordered two cups of hot milk tea and gave one to Zhan.

“Thank you.” Zhan took a sip.

Dilraba looked at Zhan seriously for a few seconds. “You seem to be doing well, just as I expected. There have been many gossips about the Wangs and about you.”

Zhan looked at her and said, “Are you disappointed?”

Dilraba smiled casually, “Just a little. Give me your script.”

Zhan turned on his laptop and handed it to Dilraba.

She casually scanned the document and then started from the first page.

She was hooked at the first sight, her eyes shining.

Zhan knew Dilraba liked his script.

He reached out, closed the laptop, and took it back.

Dilraba stood up anxiously and said, “Hey! Let me finish!”

Zhan responded calmly with his hand on the laptop, “I’m in urgent need of money. How much can you pay for it?”

Dilraba said with her arm stretching out, “One million.”

Zhan didn’t expect that. He asked tentatively to find out how much Dilraba would offer.

Dilraba only said she would help Zhan find a buyer when they met last time.

Dilraba had her own production team. Now that she made a bid, it meant she liked Zhan’s script and wanted to make it into a drama herself.

But this was negotiation.

Although Zhan really needed money, he didn’t accept Dilraba’s offer.

After pondering for a moment, Zhan said, “Three million, no bargain! I want the right to sign my name on the work.”

“The drama won’t be aired on TV and will only be available online. Three million is too much!” Dilraba liked Zhan’s script, but Zhan was new to the industry. This meant buying his script would be risky.

Zhan said decisively, “You know my situation, I’m broke. Do you want it or not?”

Doing business required compromise. Plus, Three million was nothing to Dilraba.

When Dilraba had her eye on something, she would definitely end up buying it.

Dilraba bit her lips and pondered in silence for a while.

Zhan looked at the time and had a premonition that Yibo might find him if he stayed here any longer.

He stood up and said, “If you don’t want it, I’ll leave. Yibo is looking for me.”

Dilraba gritted her teeth and said, “Alright, deal!”

She looked very reluctant to pay such a high price, but she would regret if she let it go.

Zhan sent the script to Dilraba’s email with a grin.

Dilraba took out a card from her wallet and handed it to Zhan. “There is three million in the card. The password is 973210.”

Zhan took the card and put the laptop into his backpack, “Remember to prepare a contract and send it to me.”

With that, he left in a hurry, not giving Dilraba a chance to say anything.

When he was at the door, he turned around to look at Dilraba, the corner of his lips curving into a smug smile. He only gave Dilraba half of the script and kept the rest to himself.

The right of signature was very important to screenwriters. They had only made a verbal agreement.

What if Dilraba broke her promise? Wouldn’t he be at a disadvantage?

It’s always right to be careful.

There was a public toilet next to the milk tea shop.

Zhan walked in with his bag on his back. Just as he closed the cubicle door, he heard a car pull up outside the public toilet.

That was followed by a series of footsteps.

And a familiar voice.

“If the news is true, Mrs. Wang should be here.”

Zhan immediately realized that it was Bowen, whose voice was so familiar to him.

He was spooked by Bowen’s words.

It sounded like Yibo came here too.

The next moment, he heard Yibo’s indifferent voice, “Go in and take a look.”

Only a day had passed after he burned down Yibo’s mansion. But now when he heard his voice, he had the illusion of being in a different world.

He leaned against the cubicle door and listened carefully. When he heard that Yibo and his bodyguards left, he took a pee and ran out.

He paused at the door and saw the familiar Rolls-Royce parked by the roadside, He looked around and found that Yibo happened to run into Dilraba.

Dilraba was facing Zhan, while Yibo and his bodyguards were standing with their backs to Zhan. So they didn’t see him.

Dilraba was flustered at the sight of Zhan.

Zhan signaled to Dilraba not to expose his location, and then hid behind the Rolls-Royce.

He heard Yibo asking Dilraba, “Have you seen Zhan?”

Dilraba glanced at the place where Zhan had just stood and then crossed her arms, staring at Yibo provocatively, “Why should I tell you that?”

Yibo sneered, “Normally, I won’t hit women, but it doesn’t mean that I won’t hit you.”

This frightened Dilraba.

She said angrily, “You…. I haven’t seen Zhan. He’s not my husband. Why should I have an eye on him?”

Zhan hid behind the car and couldn’t help feeling sympathy for Dilraba.

Even at this distance Zhan could feel Yibo cold aura.

Yibo said in a threatening voice, “Is that so?”

Zhan poked his head out and saw Dilraba taking two steps back with a pale face.

Dilraba said in a trembling voice, “He has already left. I don’t know where he is going.”

Fortunately, Zhan had guessed that Dilraba would not be able to hold on. Thus, he ran into a small alley just as Dilraba opened her mouth.

By the time Yibo and his bodyguards turned around, Zhan had already disappeared from behind the car.

Yibo looked around and said in a deep voice, “Go find him.”

Bowen led the bodyguards to look for Zhan, Yibo just stood there.

He could feel that Zhan was nearby.

This morning, Cheng called him and said that someone had sent a strange package to the Yuehua Media Company.

The recipient was “YZ”, so Cheng guessed that it was for Yibo.

Yibo went to the company and opened the package, inside which were a box and a pen.

Who else would send those things to him except Zhan?

Yesterday, he had a fight with Cheng. After that, he calmed down and realized that Zhan must have escaped rather than committed suicide.

However, he was still worried unless he saw Zhan himself.

Until he saw the package, he finally felt relieved.

Zhan really escaped.

Not long after, Bowen returned with those bodyguards.

He walked to Yibo and saw the hope in Yibo’s eyes, but he still said truthfully, “Mr. Wang, I didn’t find Mrs. Wang.”

After that, he looked down not to see Yibo’s expression.

Yibo had not slept last night, but he was refreshed when he received the package this morning.

He thought that he would definitely find Zhan when they arrived here, but they didn’t.

Not far away, Zhan turned around and left.

In this world, as long as you spared no efforts, it was easy to find someone or hide from someone.

This was not difficult.

Zhan went to the bus stop and happened to catch the last bus to the neighboring city.

The four-hour bus ride worn Zhan out.

By the time he got off, it was already afternoon.

He withdrew some money with the card that Dilraba had given him, and went to have dinner.

The news broadcast in the restaurant was still about the Wangs.

“It is reported that Mrs. Wang burned down his mansion to commit suicide yesterday, but his body has not been found so far. The mansion is in ruins now. The sources say that Mrs. Wang may have died in the fire…”

Zhan was a little surprised.

I am clearly alive, but reports say I may have died in the fire. Did someone do it on purpose?

Could it be Yibo?

Yibo knew what I was thinking, so he took advantage of the situation and asked the media to spread the word that I was already dead?

I had no way of knowing Yibo’s true intentions.

After leaving the Beijing City, Zhan relaxed a little, because he thought Yibo wouldn’t find him here.

However, it turned out that he was still too naive.

Yibo was a man of his word, and this was completely reflected in his determination to find Zhan.

At midnight, Zhan was sleeping and suddenly was woken by a noise in the corridor.

There were footsteps and voices.

Zhan got up vigilantly and listened to the door for a while before walking to the window.

His room was on the third floor, so he couldn’t jump out of the window.

Should I tear the sheet and use it as a rope to climb down like in the movies?

However, I am pregnant, so I couldn’t take risks with my baby.

Just as he was hesitating, the door was knocked open with a bang.

Then the light in the room was turned on…

The light was so dazzling that Zhan covered his eyes with his hands.

When his eyes adjusted to the bright light, he looked at the door and saw a slender and tall figure.

“Zhan.”

Yibo stood at the door, with the bright light falling on his chiseled but cold face.

 

He stared at Zhan with sharp eyes, looking like a ferocious beast that finally caught its prey in the jungle.

Zhan knew that his escape was over.

Yibo found him just in thirty hours.

Zhan was reluctant to go back with him and stood still.

Yibo said calmly, “Come over here.”

Zhan didn’t want to go.

But he had no other option.

 

He walked towards Yibo, and then Yibo carried him up with a smile and walked out.

Zhan was a kind of resistant to Yibo now, so he didn’t put his arms around his neck.

Yibo seemed to be in a good mood and didn’t care about Zhan’s attitude.

Instead, Yibo said mockingly, “Zhan, you burned down my mansion and leave me just to live in such a damn place?”

The hotel Zhan chose didn’t need to be registered to stay. So the condition wasn’t good. The customers here were a mix of people from different backgrounds.

Zhan pursed his lips and remained silent.

Since he was caught by Yibo now, he admitted defeat and had nothing to say.

When they went downstairs, Zhan found that the lobby was quiet and empty. Perhaps the boss and other customers were all frightened by Yibo.

Yibo had brought quite a few people here. All his bodyguards were in suits and looked fierce. It was reasonable that ordinary people would be frightened.

Yibo’s car was parked right in front of the hotel. After a bodyguard stepped forward and opened the car door, Yibo got into the car with Zhan in his arms.

As Zhan was put on the seat, he moved to the window.

But soon Yibo grabbed his wrist and pulled Zhan towards him, Zhan wasn’t as strong as Yibo, so he only passively moved towards him.

Yibo held him by the waist and put his other hand on the back of Zhan’s head. Then he leaned down and kissed Zhan.

This kiss wasn’t good or tender.

Yibo was so tyrannical and rude.

 

He held the back of Zhan’s head and bit his lips, breathing heavily.

It wasn’t until Zhan’s lips hurt that Yibo finally stopped.

Then Zhan found that he couldn’t feel his lips.

He had no strength to push Yibo away and only asked coldly. “Are we going back to the Beijing City now?”

“What? Do you want to play cat and mouse again?” Yibo didn’t let go of Zhan but held him tightly in his arms, seeming to be worried that Zhan would run away again.

“It’s too late. I’m very tired, so I don’t want to go back at night.” Zhan said and yawned.

It was just an excuse. In fact, he still didn’t want to give up escaping.

He didn’t want to go back with Yibo, he could imagine what kind of life he would have once he came back.

Their relationship would not change, as Yibo would still control his life, or even worse.

Zhan suddenly remembered the news he had watched on TV during the day.

He looked up at Yibo and asked, “Did you ask the media to release the news?”

Although he didn’t say it clearly, Yibo still understood what he meant.

He touched Zhan’s face with a tender but weird expression.

“Of course. If it wasn’t for my order, how would they dare to say that Mrs. Wang died in the fire?”

No matter how arrogant the media were, they wouldn’t dare to offend the Wangs.

After all, the Wangs ruled the Beijing City.

Zhan just realized that.

Yibo told the media to spread the news of Zhan’s death in the fire, so Yibo had a more decent pretext for controlling him after they came back.

After all, he was already “dead” in outsiders’ eyes.

This thought sent shivers down his spine.

Yibo became serious after noticing Zhan’s body stiffened.

He seemed to have seen thorough Zhan, and kissed him on the forehead, comforting him, “We’ll stay in a hotel for tonight and return to the Beijing City tomorrow.”

Zhan hated Yibo’s touch.

He was as stiff as a board in Yibo’s arms, but he couldn’t resist him and just followed him to the hotel.

Yibo was arrogant and domineering. He had already been pissed off with Zhan burnt down his mansion, but he didn’t lose his temper when he found Zhan.

Zhan felt lucky about that.

So Zhan didn’t dare to irritate him now.

Yibo went to the best hotel in the city.

The facilities were much better than the small hotel that Zhan had stayed in before.

Zhan sat still on the bed after entering the room.

Yibo took off his coat and ordered, “Go and take a shower.”

Zhan was like a robot and just did as Yibo said.

But then he found that Yibo followed him into the bathroom.

Zhan frowned, “What are you doing?”

Yibo put on a faint smile and whispered, “Watch you, of course.”

His voice was a little cold.

“Where else can I go now?” Zhan laughed with a hint of self-mockery.

Yibo said seriously, “You even dared to burn down my mansion, let alone this hotel.”

This remark confused Zhan.

I dared to burn down his mansion just because Yibo didn’t care about that mansion.

But how would I dare to burn down this hotel?

Did Yibo think that I am fearless and stupid?

Yibo seemed to be adamant and wouldn’t back down, so Zhan just took off his clothes and bathed in front of him.

Zhan sat in the bathtub with his back to Yibo.

But even so, he could still feel Yibo was gazing at him. His eyes were so intent, as if they could burn him at any time.

Zhan bit the bullet and finished bathing.

Then Yibo wrapped him up in a towel and carried him back to the bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Yibo went to open the door and returned with a handbag in his hand.

He put the bag on the bed and said, “Put on it.”

Then he went into the bathroom.

Zhan opened it and saw a fluffy pajamas, which seemed to be comfortable.

Zhan was clear about his current situation, and had no way to challenge Yibo now, so he only obeyed him.

After showering, Yibo came out of the bathroom and smiled in satisfaction when he saw Zhan in the pajama, waiting for him on the bed.

He bent down and kissed Zhan on his lips, saying gently, “In the future, you should be as good as you are now. Don’t anger me.”

Zhan just clenched his hands tightly. He didn’t show any resistance or give any response.

His subtle reaction didn’t escape Yibo’s eyes. Although his face became cold, he mastered his temper.

He held Zhan in his arms and said, “Sleep.”

Zhan had been on the run in the past two days. He couldn’t sleep or eat because he was worried Yibo would catch him. Therefore, he was tired and fell asleep quickly, even though he was with Yibo now.

 

Yibo looked at Zhan’s sleeping face with a crazy expression, murmuring, “You can never escape from me.”

 

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