DDBSNT-79 Where Was Zhan

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The Wang Group.

When Qiren woke up, Yibo went back to the Wang Group for his work. When he was done, he went back to the hospital to stay with Qiren.

He had just finished a meeting when he got a call from his bodyguard at 10 am.

“Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang is making a scene and smashing things. He drove all the maids and bodyguards out of the mansion.”

Again?

He saw on the Internet that pregnant person lost their temper easily.

Yibo pondered for a moment and said, “Let him do whatever he wants.”

Hearing his reply, the bodyguard heaved a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself that Mr. Wang really doted on Mrs. Wang, However, he still didn’t know if it was Mrs. Wang who tried to murder Qiren.

The rumors said Zhan did it.

Mr. Wang seemed to suspect him. But he did not treat Mrs. Wang harshly because of what had happened to Mr. Qiren.

Unable to figure out what was going on, the bodyguard decided to drop the matter.

Yibo hung up and walked towards the office.

The meeting room was only ten meters away from his office.

On his way back, he was stopped by his assistant, who brought two documents for him to sign.

He scanned them while walking.

Having finished reading, Yibo was about to sign.

But he suddenly recalled what the bodyguard had said.

He stopped and reached for his phone. But he accidentally dropped it on the ground because his hands were shaking.

Zhan was not an unreasonable man. Instead, he knew what to do and he was always rational.

Zhan didn’t have a habit of smashing things when he was in a bad mood.

Last time when he did so, he did it on purpose to get his household register, which was in his study.

Zhan must have had ulterior motives this time.

Zhan had been in a bad mood recently, so Yibo didn’t think there was anything wrong at first.

However, he had just recalled the bodyguard’s words.

Zhan not only made a scene, but also chased all the servants out.

The assistant picked Yibo’s phone up for him.

The assistant was promoted by Yibo when he started to work for the Wangs.

In his impression, Yibo always had a poker face, like an emotionless robot.

Seeing Yibo’s panicked expression, he thought he was mistaken,

He handed the phone to Yibo and asked cautiously, “President, is there anything wrong?”

Yibo put on a frigid expression, his jaw tightening.

Ignoring the question, Yibo called the bodyguard who answered very quickly.

Before Yibo could say anything, the bodyguard said anxiously, “Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang has locked the front and back doors of the mansion, he may want to kill himself.”

Yibo suddenly stood up and shouted, “Bang the door open! If anything happens to Zhan, you will bear the consequences!”

Yibo strode out with his phone in hand, leaving the assistant behind.

He met Wang Yizhou at the door.

Yizhou stopped him and asked, “Where are you going? I want to talk to you.”

Yibo pushed him away.

He looked at Yizhou gloomily, and his eyes were extremely cold.

They stared at each other in silence for a while. Terrified by his hateful look, Yizhou took a step back involuntarily.

Why did he put on such an expression?

Yibo looked down and said indifferently, “Something happened. I have to go home.”

Without giving Yizhou a chance to speak, Yibo left in a hurry.

He drove back as soon as possible and saw the mansion burning.

At the sight of the blazing house, Yibo got off and froze. He regained his senses after a while and ran into the mansion.

But he was stopped by a bodyguard.

“Mr. Wang, the fire is too dangerous. You can’t go in.”

But Yibo didn’t listen. He had good fighting skills. Whoever stopped him was beaten up by him.

The bodyguards didn’t dare to fight back. Even if they did fight back, they couldn’t win.

All the bodyguards who tried to stop Yibo were beaten down and couldn’t get up.

Yibo rushed in.

The mansion was almost burned to ashes.

The hall was still blazing. Yibo felt the heat and was in pain.

Bowen followed him.

He rushed over and grabbed Yibo in a hurry. “Mr. Wang, stop! You can’t go in!”

Yibo didn’t listen and he shook off  Bowen’s hand.

Bowen had been with Yibo for the longest time, and his words mattered. He broke into the mansion with a few bodyguards, and gave them a look.

Getting his signal, a bodyguard hit Yibo on the neck, Yibo collapsed.

Bowen asked his men to drag Yibo out and lock him in the car.

Even if Yibo was knocked unconscious, there was still a deep frown on his face.

Fire brigade soon came over, but the fire was too big. It took them two hours to put it out.

The once beautiful and luxurious mansion was burned to nothing.

Bowen and his men went in.

The mansion was destroyed, and no one would survive in such a blaze.

By now, Yibo had already woken up.

The bodyguard didn’t dare to lock him up anymore and he got off the car.

Infuriated, he grabbed the bodyguard who released him and asked fiercely, “Where’s Zhan?”

“Mrs. Wang…” He was too terrified to utter a complete sentence.

Yibo tightened his grip, veins bulging on his hand. He shouted, “Tell me! Where is Zhan?”

The bodyguard hesitated but didn’t say anything.

Yibo let go of him and rushed into the mansion.

Bowen was looking for Zhan with his men.

Yibo knew if Zhan was in the mansion when the fire broke out, he would die. He couldn’t survive such a big fire.

But he had to look for him.

Bowen walked towards Yibo.

“Mr. Wang!”

Yibo punched him.

He punched with such a force that Bowen flew out. Yibo strode over and hit him again.

Bowen gasped for air painfully, but he didn’t fight back. Instead, he allowed Yibo to hit him.

Cheng rushed over, grabbed Yibo’s arm and said, “Calm down!”

Having lost his mind at this time, Yibo didn’t stop. He turned to beat Cheng as well.

Although Cheng was good at fighting as his family used to deal with gangsters, he wasn’t Yibo’s rival.

In the end, both were too exhausted to move, with bruises all over their bodies.

They lay down in ashes.

Bowen did not stop them. He and his men turned to search the mansion.

As expected, Zhan was nowhere to be found.

The fire destroyed the mansion.

He walked to Yibo and said in a hoarse voice, “I didn’t find him.”

Bowen thought he would be beaten again.

But Yibo didn’t hit him as expected.

Hearing his words, Yibo didn’t move at all. He just stared at the charred ceiling blankly, as if he didn’t hear the words at all.

Bowen turned to look at Cheng who was wiping his lips.

He propped himself up and spat out blood onto the pile of ashes beside him. “Leave him alone. He’s crazy. Damn it, I can’t even get up. Help me.”

Bowen walked over to support Cheng.

Cheng stood up, trembling.

Yibo used all his strength. If Cheng hadn’t been trained, he wouldn’t have stood a chance and would have been sent to the emergency room.

Cheng gasped in pain because of his injury. He whispered to Bowen, “Give him some time. Don’t worry about him.”

Bowen nodded with great concerned.

Cheng walked out with the help Bowen and saw a reporter doing a live interview with his back to the mansion.

Cheng hurriedly took a detour and got into the car from the other side.

But Bowen wasn’t so fortunate.

The reporter saw him and went straight to him.

“Excuse me, are you Mr. Wang’s subordinate? Is Mrs. Wang inside? Did he commit suicide for fear of punishment?”

“I just saw Mr. Wang enter. What is he doing? When will he come out?”

“I heard that Mrs. Wang received a subpoena and then committed suicide. Does it mean that he is the one who pushed Mr. Qiren down the stairs?”

The sharp questions were all about Zhan.

Bowen said coldly, “No comment.”

Afterwards, the bodyguards came over and drove the reporter away.

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In a village in the northern part of Beijing City.

Zhan was eating a bowl of steaming egg noodles at a dingy noodle restaurant, while watching the news on TV.

“At noon, a mansion halfway up the mountain caught fire. A source said the mansion belongs to Wang Yibo, the successor of the Wang Group.”

Then there was a live report from a reporter in front of the mansion.

Zhan saw that the once beautiful mansion had been burned down into ruins.

Bowen showed up on TV.

Still wearing his suit and leather shoes, he was in a mess.

Zhan guessed Bowen must have looked for him in the burning building, which was why he was in such a sorry state.

Over the series of sharp questions, Bowen said indifferently. “No comment.”

Yibo’s subordinates were all capable. Bowen was not just his assistant and helper. He was much better than that.

The owner of the noodle restaurant was a middle-aged man.

Seeing Zhan watch TV, he sat to his side and said, “Rich families always have many nasty things. I heard the young boy is only in his early twenties. My son is at his age. He’s gone to university. What a pity to die at such a young age!”

Hearing this, Zhan stretched out to tug his cap down, he picked up the chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

“They said he committed suicide to escape punishment.” Zhan said carelessly.

The man answered, “He didn’t do anything so evil to deserve death. Is it because of Mr. Qiren? I heard he is still alive, Young boy would only be put behind bars for a couple of years.”

Zhan ate some noodles and said while stirring them up. “That’s not necessarily the case. What if locking him up for a few years won’t dissipate the anger of the Wangs? They have huge influence and the boy’s fate is dependent on their decision.”

“They won’t go that far. He’s Mr. Wang’s wife.”

Zhan only smiled politely and stopped chatting.

When he finished eating, he took out a box from his bag.

The box with a pen in it. Yibo treasured it so much and locked it in his safe.

Yibo seldom liked something so much. When Zhan went upstairs to pour gasoline, he hesitated for a while and decided to take it out.

The password was easy to guess, as it was his birthday. Zhan tried once and opened it.

Zhan paid for the noodles with a light smile. “Here you are.”

The owner took the money and said, “Wait a second. I’ll get the change for you.”

Next to the noodle restaurant was a shop for courier service.

Zhan walked over with the box in his hands and said, “I want to have the box delivered.”

The small shop was crowded with parcels. The owner didn’t even look up. He asked, “Destination?”

Zhan said, “Yuehua Media Company, Beijing City.”

“Ten yuan,” Glancing at the box, he handed him an waybill.

Zhan packed the box, wrote Cheng in the recipient’s column, and added the letters “YZ”.

The letters were small and obscure.

I set fire to the mansion not to fake my death, but to escape from it.

Yibo was smart, so he wouldn’t believe I am dead.

I had nothing to hide.

However, I would have to make some efforts to avoid Yibo.

He would definitely send his men to look for me.

Grandfather’s case would be temporarily shelved because I was nowhere to be found after the huge fire.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner as I planned.

But Zhan touched his belly.

The baby disrupted his plans.

Zhan was at the early stage of pregnancy. He wore thick clothes to keep warm in winter. Others couldn’t tell he was pregnant.

But things would change in a few months. At that time, it would be very inconvenient for him to move about.

He had to leave Beijing City so that Yibo could not find him.

He was not very sure if he could escape Yibo’s search. But since he had already taken the first step, there was no coming back.

Beijing City is a big international metropolis.

To average people, finding someone in the city was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, Yibo was different. He had power, influence, financial resources and many subordinates at his command.

Finding Zhan was a piece of cake.

He couldn’t use his cell phone or stay in a hotel.

Therefore, he found a small guesthouse that didn’t require an ID card.

The guesthouse was damp and dark. The white sheets had yellowish stains and the bathroom was dirty.

Zhan lay on the bed without taking off his clothes.

The room wasn’t noise-proof. He could hear pedestrians talking and cars honking.

It was the first night without having Yibo around.

Zhan couldn’t sleep.

Afraid that Yibo would barge in, Zhan was dizzy but couldn’t fall asleep. He lay on the bed until dawn, half-asleep.

He felt very tired after a night of poor sleep.

Worse still, there was no hot water in the bathroom.

Zhan gritted his teeth and washed his face with cold water. He packed up his things and checked out.

He couldn’t stay in the same place for too long.

He knew Yibo too well.

Leaving the guesthouse, Zhan went straight to the bus station.

The area was close to the suburbs. It used to be a small town near Beijing City, which was expanded.

Not far from the guesthouse was a bus station where he could buy a ticket without an ID card. He got to know it yesterday.

Zhan was waiting for the traffic light at the wayside.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder and called him, “Zhan?”

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