LBOT-21

Zhan poked his face out against the wall. There was no one in the yard.

He made it to the bottom of the wall while avoiding the CCTV, but getting over it proved difficult. He began by leaping over the wall and landing on the grass.

In an instant, a growling sound was heard. As he slowly raised his head, two eyes flashed in front of him.

The beast that drooled and exposed its sharp teeth was Wang Yibo’s dog, who was said to have gone to a training camp after biting and killing people.

He carefully stepped back. He hit the wall behind his back. Slowly moving sideways, looking for an opportunity to escape, he suddenly rushes in.

Zhan suddenly started running along the wall.

Bark, bark, bark, the sound of barking echoed through the night sky.

“Argh fuck!”

Even a human running 100m in 11 seconds could not beat a dog running at an average speed of 50-60 km/h.

He quickly turned and ran to the other side, but it was useless. The distance gradually narrowed and it was just before his ass was bitten.

WOOO-WHOO!! At the sound of whistling, the dog turns and runs towards the entrance of the house.

Zhan took a deep breath and bowed his back. He felt nauseated and his heart felt like it was going to explode. It was said that pet dogs resemble their masters, and Wang Yibo has a bad temper.

Zhan barely straightens his back, but Wang Yibo walks his way to him.

The dog was pulled by a guard and disappeared behind him.

“Are you okay?”

Zhan lifted his head slightly and then nodded.

“Why are you here at this hour?”

After taking a deep breath, Zhan swallowed dry saliva. Even so, he was in a difficult situation figuring out how to get into the house without being noticed.

“I came out of bed because I was bored… The dog suddenly attacked…”

Wang Yibo’s eyes scanned him from top to bottom.

“How’s your body?”

Zhan nodded and then suddenly coughed.

Wang Yibo’s forehead wrinkled when Zhan coughed like he was dying while covering it with his hand.

“Don’t you think you should go to the hospital?”

“It’s okay… I think it got worse because I just ran.”

After coughing non-stop, Wang Yibo quietly backs away. He was not scared of dying, but he seemed scared of viruses.

Zhan did not miss that moment and acted as if he was going to cough blood. He squeezed it forcibly, and then nausea came out.

Yibo’s face hardened more and more.

“Come in. I will call the doctor.”

“I have weak lungs and… I think I should go in and sleep more. I guess I shouldn’t have come out to get some air.”

Zhan took the lead, and Wang Yibo followed quietly behind.

Zhan was relieved when the dog showed up. Or perhaps he’d spend the night on the lawn as a blanket.

The first thing he saw when he entered the house was the house chef, who asked Zhan if he was okay.

“You’re sick, what do you mean getting some air. Go up. I’ll bring you some hot tea.”

“There’s no need…. I’m sorry for worrying you. Please take a rest.”

He went upstairs after bowing to Yibo and the house chef. He hid the camera with his body and inserted an iron stick from his pocket into the keyhole.

The bedroom door opened at once, and he went inside and lay flat on the bed.

“Haaa. It’s tough.”

Zhan looked up at the ceiling and spread out like a corpse when someone knocks on the bedroom door.

He didn’t want the house chef to bring him hot tea, but she must have come anyway.

The door opened and Wang Yibo entered as soon as he stood up and sat down.

Zhan stood up and turned to face the unexpected guest.

Yibo put the mug he was carrying on the side table and sat down on the bed.

“Drink. It will help with your coughing.”

Zhan looked at the seat where Yibo was sitting. He should’ve left if he had already given him the drink. Why would you sit there?

“Hurry up and drink.”

“Thank you.” Zhan reluctantly took the cup and placed it in his mouth.

He moves his gaze to Yibo, but he just sits and stares at him, as if he has no intention of leaving.

Zhan had no idea what kind of tea it was, but it was bitter and smelled bad.

Zhan gave up halfway through and frowned, then Yibo pulled a lollipop from his pocket, peeled the skin, and held it out.

“Here.”

When Zhan tried to take it, Yibo took it back.

A-ah, Zhan opened his mouth reluctantly, as Yibo motioned him to open his mouth. After a while, the candy popped into his mouth. His mouth filled with the sweet strawberry scent.

“Drink your tea. It’s good for not only coughing but also calming the mind and body.”

Zhan drank the rest reluctantly and quickly popped the candy into his mouth. To get rid of the bitter taste, he rolled the candy with his tongue, but Wang Yibo stared at him.

Yibo leaned in closer, so Zhan let go of the candy he was eating and asked.

“What, what’s wrong?”

Wang Yibo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Zhan stiffened while holding the candy.

“You smelled different.”

He used a different soap while washing at Kim Yaan’s shop, but Wang Yibo recognized it right away. See. He is a bastard.

Zhan forced a smile and explained that he used the soap he brought from Singapore because the soap he was using did not suit him.

“I see.”

Yibo didn’t even consider stepping back with his face so close.

Even the atmosphere became uncomfortable and awkward.

Zhan wasn’t sure if Yibo was staring at his face or his lips as he ate candy, but he was worried about his eyes slowly moving down from the top to the bottom and observing his eyes, nose, and mouth.

“Director. I… I’m tired and I think I should go to sleep now…”

“Eat it again.”

“What?”

“Candy. Eat it again.”

What kind of trick was this again? Zhan put the candy he was holding into his mouth with an indifferent face.

“Not like that. Suck it as you did a while ago.”

This. Fucker.

The candy melted in his mouth as he moved his tongue grumpily. Little by little, the corners of Yibo’s lips move upward as if he was satisfied with Zhan’s movement.

Yibo would love it if I licked it with my tongue, right?

Suddenly, a mischievous mind took over, and Zhan stuck out his tongue and licked the candy. Sure enough, this bastard smiled as if he enjoyed it.

“I wonder where you learned this bad thing.”

Zhan frowned and put the candy into his mouth again.

When Yibo rose from his seat, Zhan assumed he was leaving and he could relax now.

“Please take care of me later.”

“What…?”

“You know.”

Wang Yibo gave a wink.

Zhan got goosebumps and nearly dropped the candy he was nibbling. He just winked at me with those sharp eyes, didn’t he?

Wang Yibo smiled affectionately as he watched Zhan’s expression deteriorate.

“I’m going. I took off the camera, so you could take off your underwear and sleep now.”

“… ”

“Sweet dreams.”

After Yibo left the room, Zhan threw the candy he was holding into the empty teacup and stood up.

When he heard him mention his pants, he became suspicious and looked around the room.

Fortunately, the hidden camera was not visible, but because it was dark, he had to sleep with his underwear on.

===

[Good job.]

Kim Joon’s voice could be heard over the phone. Kim Yaan had already told him the story.

Zhan expected him to nag him about why he was doing something useless, but Kim Joon told him that he did a good job.

Kim Joon seemed to know what moved Zhan to do it. He was grateful and sorry at the same time.

[And I got a call from Alan.]

Zhan, who was on his way to the bed, stopped and raised his head to look straight ahead.

“Who.”

[Wang ShenHai.]

When Zhan does not answer, Kim Joon called out to him.

[Are you listening? Wang ShenHai. Wang Yibo’s father.]

Zhan remained still and motionless. He remembered Wang ShenHai’s face from yesterday. He didn’t look like he was going to keep his position by killing his son, despite his stubborn and strong eyes.

On the contrary, Wang ShenHai seemed to care for Wang Yibo among his children.

“Are you sure?”

[Yes. But guess who actually did the deal?]

“Who is it…?”

[Mo Yu. You know that, right?]

Mo Xuanyu’s grandfather. It was something he didn’t expect at all. Zhan was wondering what kind of a great person moved the giants in Singapore but turned out it was him.

[According to Alan, there are forces in Singapore pushing Wang Yibo and forces opposing him. Mo Yu used to be neutral, but recently switched sides. He stated that he disliked working with Wang Yibo because he was too aggressive, but Wang ShenHai most likely played a role in that.]

“Then who does Wang ShenHai wants to become his successor.”

[Wang Haikuan.]

Sleepy eyes. Frivolous speech. Wang Haikuan was a person who seemed unsuitable to lead the group.

[Wang ShenHai’s health has deteriorated since last year, so I think Wang Yibo has been mentioned as his successor. Furthermore, the shareholders who supported Wang Haikuan have recently shifted their support to Wang Yibo, so Wang ShenHai believes he must pass it on to Wang Yibo. However, Wang ShenHai refuses to relinquish his power just yet. So he decided to give it to Wang Haikuan and hold it until the end.]

Zhan was silent. Wang Yibo probably already guessed it.

[Zhan.]

“Yes.”

[We just have to do what we have to do.]

“I know. Don’t worry. I will finish it for sure.”

Zhan looked out the window after finishing the phone call.

He thought it would be easy if he knew who it was, but it was not. If Wang Yibo had made the request… He thought, then shook his head.

No matter who commissioned it, he must work for what he was paid for.

A large full moon hangs in the middle of the window. The color was bright red.

It was a sight that seemed to bleed if left alone for too long.

He rolled down the curtains to cover the window and lay down on the bed.

Nothing has changed. Kill him on a set date and leave China. There was nothing difficult.