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When Zhan returned to the company, he clearly felt that his colleagues’ attitudes toward him were different.

They treated him very friendly, and even with awe, as if they were afraid of offending him..

Zhan also raved that it was really nice to have a rich and powerful husband.

The title of Mrs. Wang’s was really useful. It could drive away those who had evil minds. But he treated everyone as usual.

The first thing he needed to do now was to hand in his resignation to Lixian.

It was the second time he had quit, and he might never come back.

Lixian looked at the resignation letter Zhan had put on his desk and felt a little depressed. “The day comes at last, I know that you will not come back this time. Losing such a capable subordinate and friend as you is a great loss for me.”

“Mr. Lixian, even if I’m no longer your subordinate, we’re still friends.” Zhan smiled and extended his hand to Lixian. “You’re welcome to my place any time.”

“Well, you’ve gotten used to be Mrs. Wang now.” Lixian reached over to shake his hand. “Take care, Zhan.”

“You, too.” Zhan nodded, “Before I leave, I will try to finish the work and hand it over. Rest assured that I will not drop the ball.”

“I never worry about that.” Lixian appreciated Zhan’s way of working, so he was willing to make friends with him. “Since you are leaving, let’s have a dinner together today.”

“I’m not available tonight, but lunch is fine. I’ll treat you.” Zhan released his hand and his eyes looked bright. He had recovered from the sad fact that his grandfather had passed away.

“Well, I’ll ask my secretary to book a restaurant. We’ll start at exactly eleven fifty.” Lixian readily accepted the offer.

Zhan went off to do his own business. He wanted to get everything done as soon as possible before he left.

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Three days later, Zhan went to pick up the paternity test report from the testing center of the hospital.

He did not open it on the spot, but returned to the car and sat for a while.

Then, he calmly opened the report, skimmed the front, and finally looked at the conclusion, which read No Relationship.

Zhan had long been prepared. He had also thought that he and Jianmin were not biological father and son.

He had no disappointment or regrets, but rather was relieved and at ease inside.

Zhan put the report away and called Yibo, “I’ll pick Fei up later and take her home. Can you come back on time today?”

“Yes.” Yibo was responsive to him. As long as Zhan asked, he would definitely come to his side against all odds.

Zhan went grocery shopping and picked up Fei. Today, he had given the servant a day off and wanted to cook himself.

By the time he was ready for dinner, Yibo was back on time.

Zhan said as he saw him step into the living room, “Go wash your hands and eat.”

Yibo walked into the dining room and hugged Zhan, who was serving the dishes, “Are you making all these delicious dishes to feed me, so that I won’t go out looking for other person?”

“You can think so if you want.” Zhan smiled sweetly and seemed to be in a good mood.

“Mrs. Wang, I need to give you an advice.” Yibo rested his jaw on Zhan’s shoulder and pressed his thin lips to his ear.

“What? Just say it.”

“These dishes are good. But they’re not as good as Mrs. Wang. If you really want to feed me, you should offer yourself.” Yibo lightly kissed his white and small earlobe.

Zhan felt his wet tongue and couldn’t help but tremble lightly.

Zhan pulled his hand off and turned to him. He reached for (wy)his tie, his red lips near his thin ones, and said softly, “Dream on.”

With that, he put his palms on Yibo’s chest and was about to push him away.

Yibo naturally did not want him to succeed. He clasped Zhan’s hand and clipped it behind his back, holding him easily against the edge of the dining table.

Yibo smiled and quickly kissed him on the soft lips.

The hot and wet kiss easily made Zhan obsessed and addicted to his superb kissing skills.

“You’re right, I am just dreaming.” Yibo bit him slightly before releasing him.

After the kiss, Zhan’s lips were red and swollen. He glared at Yibo, who was satisfied, “You bad guy.”

Yibo smiled more brightly and reached out to pinch his cheek, “I am going to change my clothes.”

“Tell Fei to come for dinner now.”

“OK”

Yibo went upstairs and changed into gray home casual clothes. He carried Fei down, stepped towards the dining room, and put her into the chair.

Zhan saw Yibo’s face. It seemed that he doted on Fei.

“She has grown up. Why are you carrying her down? Can’t she walk on her own?” Zhan, however, worried that Yibo would spoil Fei.

“She’s my daughter no matter how old she is.” Yibo didn’t care about that, “Even if I spoil her, I can make her carefree all her life.”

This was true. With Yibo’s wealth, Fei would not spend the wealth he left to her all her life.

“What are you saying? Do you want to raise her as a waste?” Zhan was very dissatisfied with Yibo’s statement and action, “She is also my daughter. Anyway, you cannot spoil her like that anymore. Otherwise, I will punish you together.”

“Mom is so mean.” Fei pouted.

Yibo and Fei looked at each other.

Zhan saw their eyes and said to Yibo, “Do you think I’m mean?”

“No. You have a point.” How dare Yibo refute him?

“Since you guys both dislike me, I’ll give you a suggestion. You little guy can change your mother, and you can change your wife.” Zhan put the bowl in front of Yibo, and smiled lightly, did not seem to be angry at all.

“It has only been a few days since the wedding. What are you saying?” Yibo put the bowl in front of Fei, “Whoever wants to change will change. We won’t anyway, right, honey?”

“Yeah.” Fei echoed, nodding heavily to show her intention.

“Then it’s settled. Fei needs to be independent in the future. You can’t spoil her too much as her father.” Zhan got a satisfactory answer before sitting down, “Let’s eat.”

The family began to eat happily, as if nothing had happened just now.

After the meal, Zhan cleaned up while Yibo helped clean the dishes.

Yibo was friendlier in his gray house clothes than in his suit. He was less cold and tough, and a little softer.

He was tall and stood in the kitchen to help with the housework, which made Zhan feel that he did not belong here.

“If your staff see you doing housework, do you think it will startle them?” Zhan asked him with a sudden thought.

“They will be too shock and startled.” Yibo had always been cold in front of others. The way he did housework at home would definitely scare others.

Zhan raised an eyebrow, “Then let’s try.”

He took out his phone from his apron and took a picture of Yibo.

Then he edited the text of the photo and posted them into his Moments and Weibo. Yibo didn’t stop him.

Zhan started to work again, “Aren’t you afraid your image will be ruined?”

“Just do as you please. Don’t mind me.” Yibo’s eyes were full of love, “It is OK as long as my image in your heart never changes. I don’t care about others.”

He only cared about his image in the heart of the people he cared about, and Zhan was that person for him.

Whatever he did, Yibo would accept it, except not loving him or leaving him.

“You are so glib-tongued.” Zhan said this, but felt sweet inside.

“You just say no and mean yes.” Yibo replied.

Zhan glanced at him lightly and ignored him. He was quite happy now anyway and didn’t want to bother with him.

After they finished their business, Zhan and Yibo went to the living room. Fei was writing her homework at the coffee table.

When she had homework she couldn’t do, Yibo patiently explained it to her like a good teacher.

Zhan was relaxed and took out his phone to check his Moments and Weibo.

As expected, his posts shocked everyone.

They all said that Yibo doing housework really scared them.

Some people said that this was a fake Mr. Wang.

But some said that they were showing affection in public, because Yibo personally liked and commented that he was willing to do so for life.

It also became a trending topic on Weibo.

No one had ever seen Mr. Wang, who was always lofty, like this.

They were so curious and shocked that they all liked and commented the message.

“Beautiful love! I also want such a nice husband.”

“No, I want a dozen of such a husband.”

“I have just finished my dinner. Unexpectedly, I see them doing PDA now and feel full.”

“Mrs. Wang, may I know how you control your husband?”

People seemed to be envious and jealous.

Watching these, Zhan unconsciously smiled and personally replied, “Mr. Wang is not to be bought with money.”

Seeing Zhan holding his cell phone and smiling there, Yibo also took out his cell phone to check it.

After seeing Zhan’s message, he replied, “It’s a great honor to have the love of Mrs. Wang.”

Weibo was seething with excitement again.

Zhan also saw Yibo’s reply and turned to meet his eyes with a secret smile.

Yibo raised the phone in his hand. As long as Zhan pleased, he was glad to play with him.

After Fei finished her homework, Yibo played checkers with her for a while.

When it was time, Zhan took Fei upstairs to take a bath and put her to bed.

When he came back to the bedroom, Yibo had finished taking a bath and was lying on the bed reading a book.

Zhan took his pajamas to the shower and came out twenty minutes later with slightly wet hair, coming up from the other side of the bed.

Yibo put down his book and took the towel from Zhan’s hand to dry his hair, “Are you happy?”

“Yes.” Zhan’s depression was cleared.

Yibo went to fetch a blow dryer to dry his hair. He was a thoughtful and good husband.

Zhan leaned into his arms, “Actually, I have something to tell you today”

“Then say it. I’m listening.” In fact, Yibo knew Zhan must have something when he received his call today.

Zhan leaned over to the nightstand, pulled open the bottom shelf, and handed him one of the file folders inside.

Yibo caught his eyes, then took it and opened it. He pulled out the papers inside, and understood after reading them.

“I knew you won’t let go of this matter and won’t give up before getting the answer.” Yibo put the paper back into the bag and re-tied the thin string at the mouth of the bag, “Since you have done that, have you already made up your mind?”

“I don’t know.” Zhan shook his head, “I don’t know if I should go to her.”

“Why are you going to her? You already know all the things. Why do you have to do this again and upset yourself?” Yibo didn’t want him to upset himself again because of the past, “Happiness is more important than anything else.”

Zhan also knew that he should cherish the present and say goodbye to the past.

But what did Ming, his real father, do wrong? Why should he be cruelly abandoned by the person he loved and even lose his life? His real mother had never repented and even lived a better life than anyone else.

“Although I knew my birth and that Wei Ming was my real father and Jianmin was not. But she didn’t know that I knew it all.” Zhan grabbed Yibo’s hand.

“Why is she still living so well after doing all the bad things? She is enjoying the glory of Mrs. Xiao. Why? My father, however, slept his long sleep. He was so young and might have a bright future.

I cannot forgive my mother for all the evil she did. She must have known all the time that I wasn’t Jianmin’s son. So, she was so unkind to me, and so protective of Lingjiao.

Lingjiao is her real daughter, am I not? Just because I’m Ming’s son, so I’ve not been treated well. But it really doesn’t matter to me now.

I’m happier now than I’ve ever been, while her favored daughter is in jail.”

Yibo reached out and took him by the shoulders, his voice magnetic, “Whoever you are and whether you are the son of the Xiao family doesn’t matter to me at all. You are now my unique Mrs. Wang.”

His deep voice mesmerized him. Yibo kissed him lightly on his forehead.

Zhan buried his face in his neck, greedily smelling his smell. It made him stable and satisfied.

“I’ll be good Mrs. Wang. That’s the best identity I can be in this life.” Zhan kissed on his neck with his soft red lips.

The tickling feeling spread from the skin on his neck. Yibo breathed heavily as his eyes deepened, “Mrs. Wang, you’re seducing me.”

The look of arousal lingered in his eyes. His touch was light and yet Yibo’s entire body shuddered as if Zhan rubbed his entire body against him.

“Mr. Wang, that is what I want.” Zhan smiled brightly and leaned forward and kissed his chest, moving his way up to his neck, where he sucked lightly before adding, “I’ve never been so turned on in my life.”

Yibo snapped. He had no control. He clasped the back of Zhan’s head with his large palm and kissed him, eager and wild.

In the warm light, they were entangled and could hardly separate from each other.

He grabbed him and with one motion removed both of their clothes pushed him on bed underneath him.

Zhan let out a surprised gasp, and Yibo knew his back stung from the push, but Zhan didn’t protest. He kissed him hard and rough, demanding everything from him.

Zhan moaned into his mouth, his finger digging into Yibo’s hair, pulling slightly. A sharp sting stung his scalp.

Groaning in annoyance, Yibo grabbed both of Zhan’s wrists, pulled his hands from his hair and pulled them over his head, securely trapping them.

Zhan’s ni***e was harder by that one action, and Yibo seized the opportunity as his meal was laid out for him so provocatively. He drew a hard ni**le in his mouth, biting and sucking.

His c**k was painfully hard, a drop of precum slipping from the tip. He ground himself against him, loving the small mews of pleasure Zhan let out.

With one hand, he continued to hold his hands, as his other hand traveled down the length of his wife’s body, past his chest, where he was still sucking, to his flat stomach and small flare of his hips, until he reached the juncture between his legs.

Yibo slipped a finger across his a**h**e, listening as Zhan lost his breath. He rubbed his wife h***, dipping slightly between his wet h*** before pulling back. Zhan was dripping, and Yibo loved to tease him.

Zhan let out an agitated groan and managed to nip the tip of Yibo’s ear.

Yibo’s head swung up away from his wife’s nipple, and he snarled at him in warning.

Zhan bared his teeth at him and managed to lift himself up securely wrapping his legs around his husband’s hips.

A smirk of satisfaction crossed Zhan’s face.

Yibo wasn’t having it. He was in control, and he was going to remind him of it.

With no warning he dropped his hands and removed (xz)his leg from his hip.

Zhan wasn’t expecting it, so his legs dropped down onto bed. Before he had a chance to question him, Yibo gripped Zhan’s shoulders and turned him sharply to face the bed.

Zhan’s hands flew out to catch himself as his ass jutted out. Yibo entered him from behind in one swift motion.

The walls of his as****e gripped him tight, and Zhan cried out in pleasure and pain at the sudden intrusion.

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