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[This morning, Wang Yibo, CEO of the Shipping Group, appeared at the trial as a witness. Many reporters had been camped out in front of the prosecutor’s office since the morning. The shipping group has announced that they will undergo a major executive reshuffle and personnel reassignment as part of their image revitalization following this incident.]

Behind the anchor’s explanation, a screen appeared.

Wang Yibo stood in front of the camera with a cast on his left arm and a suit jacket draped over his shoulder. The weight he lost while in the hospital has been moderately regained, but he appeared a little haggard today, possibly due to the makeup.

“CEO Wang, please give us a statement. What will happen to the management in the future? Everyone is eager to hear what you have to say.”

When Wang Yibo turned around, the reporters’ shouting quieted down. He pursed his lips and wore a dejected expression.

[I apologize for causing concern to many people. The shipping group will be reborn as a result of this incident. And I will, by all means, reveal the entire truth and… settle my late father’s grudge.]

His voice choked at the end of his speech, and he lowered his head briefly, biting his lips. As if waiting for the sight of his trembling lips, the camera flash went off and the shutter clicked loudly.

The corner of his eyes was slightly damp with tears. “Thank you.” He said his goodbyes politely and entered the Prosecutor’s Office under protection.

Kim Joon, Kim Yaan, and Xiao Zhan, who were watching TV, became dumbfounded.

“Isn’t that on par with an actor?”

“Did you see his lips trembling? It’ll be headline news in tomorrow’s newspaper.”

Xiao Zhan nodded as he ate his watermelon. Apparently, Wang Yibo should do the acting rather than him.

He was worried since last night when he heard that Yibo was going to appear at the prosecution, but he shouldn’t have been.

When he checked the quickly posted articles on the internet, everyone felt pity and sorry for him, and they were also in awe of how handsome he was.

What the hell, they even said he’s sexy. After grimacing, he continued eating watermelon.

Kim Yaan, who was flipping through TV channels, suddenly spoke up.

“But we… can we continue like this?”

Kim Joon looked back.

“What do you mean?”

“Is it okay for us to keep playing around and eat here?”

Kim Joon thought for a moment. He realized that Kim Yaan’s words wasn’t wrong.

Xiao Zhan agreed with those words as well. His injuries had healed completely, but there was no mention of work. They should be given work if they were given money.

He grabbed Li Bowen the other day and asked him subtly, but he evaded his words.

“Sean, what if, he didn’t want you to get hurt again.”

Both of their eyes were drawn to him at the same time.

Xiao Zhan shook his head. Wang Yibo is a person who is sure of his public and private affairs.

“I don’t think so.”

“What do you mean no? It’s obvious. Of course, it’s nice to have fun and eat, but…”

Xiao Zhan thought about it deeply. The image of Wang Yibo from a while ago was shown repeatedly on TV. It’s strange to see the person he slept with until the morning on TV.

And he wasn’t saying this because he’s his lover, but he’s indeed handsome.

He looked at him in awe and giggled like a crazy person without realizing it.

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“So?”

“I told them there is none for now.”

“Good job. Keep pretending you don’t know.”

Wang Yibo looked out the window. He had already hired people to handle the work for Xiao Zhan and the Kim brothers.

He didn’t say anything because he was afraid Xiao Zhan would leave with that excuse. He didn’t distrust Xiao Zhan, but the fear that he might disappear lingered in his heart.

He sighed lightly and leaned back on his chair.

He was exhausted after being tortured by the prosecutors all day. They were eager to bite into anything. Wang Yibo repeated the same words like a tape recorder.

He was kidnapped alongside Chairman Wang, nearly died there, and barely survived. He was deeply saddened by his father’s death. He had no idea how much effort he had put into acting like a good son despite his not having any real feelings.

Not even an hour had passed when he received instructions from the prosecution’s higher-ups to play along reasonably.

How could they dismiss everything he had said with such arrogance? It was an expected outcome.

Looking at the prosecutor’s frustrated expression, Yibo smiled regretfully and said they would meet again later.

When he arrived at the office, the secretary in front of him had a strange expression.

“Madam is inside, sir.”

Madam? Is it Xiao Zhan?

Of course, it couldn’t be him.

He opened the door and walked in to find Hu Ting sitting on the sofa, facing him. He could sense the tension in her expression as she turned around.

It was their first meeting following the funeral and the 49-day memorial service.

She still had that haughty demeanor and appeared unruffled, unlike someone who had lost a husband.

While the secretary brought them tea, they sat across from each other and exchanged brief greetings.

“What brings you here?”

She lifted her head from staring at the table.

“Haoxuan, you told him to learn how to work in the company.”

Wang Yibo had instructed Haoxuan to stay in school for the time being and learn the company’s business the rest of the time.

Haoxuan had been forced to come to the company last week, crying and gritting his teeth. On top of that, he had to report to Yibo on his days off.

“What are you up to?”

Her eyes were sharp. Her decision to marry Chairman Wang was never motivated by love.

Furthermore, after discovering that he frequently exploited younger girls than his own daughter, she despised him. She simply didn’t show it because she didn’t want to let go of what she owned.

She was not mourning the loss of a spouse, but was only concerned about her and her son’s future well-being.

“I asked you. What do you plan to do with Haoxuan?”

Wang Yibo drew a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The doctor advised him to stop, but it did not work as intended. Especially on a tiring day like today.

“He’s my younger brother, are you worried I’ll kill him?”

“You think I didn’t know? Your father’s situation was your doing.”

Wang Yibo smoked and smiled as he looked at her venomous expression.

“Think whatever you like.”

“Just don’t touch Haoxuan. I can’t stand that.”

“Mother.”

Wang Yibo calmly continued to speak.

“I told you before. I don’t hate you. But I don’t like Haoxuan, and to be honest, I want to bury him somewhere, but I’m putting up with him because he’s my brother.”

She bit her lower lip.

“I can’t keep him involved in drugs forever. If Father were still alive, he might ignore it, but I can’t stand it. Don’t worry; I’ll take him under my wing and teach him.”

It was sincere to some extent. He thought about leaving Wang Haikuan and Wang Haoxuan alone if they were not greedy enough to take his place.

Even though he despised Chairman Wang, he found it amusing that he looked just like him.

She must have sensed it as well because her ferocious spirit softened slightly.

Furthermore, Wang Yibo did not hate Hu Ting. He actually envied Wang Haoxuan when he was younger because of how deeply she cared for her own child. Of course, Hu Ting would never think of him.

Hu Ting left the office after receiving confirmation that he would ensure Wang Haoxuan’s safety.

Wang Yibo then untied and discarded the cast he was wearing. Just then, he had just received a message from Xiao Zhan asking when he would be leaving work.

The fact that someone was expecting him at home made him feel incredibly happy.

Xiao Zhan also mentioned watching him on TV and thanked him for his hard work today. He definitely started to express his feeling much more than before. He’d initiate kisses, approach him, and hug him.

“I wish my hand had been cut off instead.”

Wang Yibo clicked his tongue in regret. If so, he could have been a little more pampered. He put the cast back on and sighed.

“Fuck. How long should I wear this?”

It’s been a while since his arm has recovered.

However, when he wears it, Xiao Zhan allows him to do whatever he wants, so Yibo intends to wear it for the time being. Of course, if he was caught, there would be chaos.

A smile spread across his face as he replied.

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Xiao Zhan brought shampoo, squeezed it into his hands, and rubbed it on Yibo’s head as he lay in the bathtub wearing a shower robe.

He carefully wiped the foam from his hair after covering his cast with a towel to prevent any water from reaching his arm.

Wang Yibo’s eyes looking up bend into a curve. Xiao Zhan put his head on the headrest and said not to move when he pursed his mouth to kiss him.

“Something seems off.”

“What is it?”

“Usually the cast comes off in a month or so.”

“I was severely injured, so the bones took longer to heal. You heard what Zoey said.”

I heard it. Xiao Zhan nodded.

Wang Yibo suppressed a laugh. He didn’t even dream of Wang Zoey stepping out and telling a lie. After washing his hair carefully, they went into the shower booth together.

As Xiao Zhan removed Yibo’s gown, gunshot wounds were evident on his abdomen and shoulder.

Xiao Zhan’s eyes sting and his heart aches every time he sees those scars. He lathered it up and rubbed it around the injured area.

Wang Yibo gently guided Xiao Zhan’s hand to a certain place.

“Here too.”

Xiao Zhan frowned and swatted it away.

Wang Yibo’s arm hasn’t healed yet, but the teasing didn’t stop. He pushed him away, but he kept sticking to him today. As the switch on his back was pressed, water poured down from above.

Worried that his casted arm would get wet, Xiao Zhan pushed him away in surprise, but it was too late. His body ended up completely soaked.

Wang Yibo pulled him close, sticking out his tongue and hungrily sucking on his chin and neck, like a starving person.

“Wait, wait.”

“Got it.”

“What got it, ugh, your arm is wet. Your arm!”

Wang Yibo pulled out the cast and threw it aside.

Xiao Zhan’s eyes widened.

Wang Yibo pulled his waist towards him with his previously injured arm, strong and unaffected.

What. Xiao Zhan was dumbfounded and glared at him, but ended up being engulfed by his lips.

Xiao Zhan tried to argue, but it was useless as the voice was swallowed up. Yibo’s thighs dug into the center, pushing and stimulating him.

It had been a while since they had sex, and Xiao Zhan’s body responded eagerly. In the brief moment that their lips parted, Xiao Zhan grabbed his face and narrowed his eyes.

“You scoundrel.”

“Sorry. I’ll listen to your scolding after this.”

He chuckled excitedly and captured his lips again. It was an apology without any sincerity, but it felt good nonetheless.

Their wet shirts were peeled off and fell to the floor, and his back hit the booth’s glass window.

Their bodies began to heat up, and their breathing grew rougher with each passing moment.

Xiao Zhan was out of breath and pushed him away, and then Yibo lunged at him again, causing his body to collide with the bathroom wall.

He bit and sucked on Xiao Zhan’s nipple so hard that he pulled Yibo’s head away.

“Stop, it hurts. It hurts.”

A desire-filled gaze pierced through him. His usually tidy hair was wet and covered his forehead.

“Just let me do it for you instead.”

“I don’t want to.”

“Why not?”

“Do I really have to explain how awful your blowjob skill is?”

Xiao Zhan frowned and pushed Wang Yibo’s shoulder.

How upsetting! He’d done it a few times before when Yibo was discharged from the hospital because he kept whining, and he seemed to enjoy it back then.

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