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The next morning, Zhan refused Sehun and Daisy's accompany and took a taxi in front of the hotel. He told the driver the address that had been carved into his heart three years ago.

Then, he arrived at that high-end mansion area where property price was extremely high.

As if the security guard had expected him to come. Upon seeing Zhan, he opened the gate, and nodded to him respectfully, "Mister."

A car drove out from the community and stopped in front of Zhan.

Zanjin stepped out of the car and opened the door on the other side for him, "Mrs Wang, please get in. Mr. Yibo is waiting for you."

Zhan rolled up his eyes at him, but got in the car anyway.

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When they arrived at Yibo's residence, the maids and doormen were guarding at the front door, standing in a row and bowing respectfully towards Zhan, "Welcome home, Mrs Wang."

Zhan turned a deaf ear to them.

Zanjin left after taking him to the doorway of the bedroom where he lived three years ago.

Zhan knocked on the door and the man's low voice came out from inside, "Come in."

Zhan opened the door and walked in. Yibo was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window. With both hands in his trouser pockets, he looked unruly. He stared straightly at Zhan with a triumphant smile.

Zhan took a deep breath and met his eyes with indifference, "I want my daughter back."

Yibo pulled his hand out of his pocket and went to him step by step. He looked at him condescendingly while slamming the door behind him backhandedly, "No problem. As long as you call off your engagement with that man and stay with me."

Zhan backed up spontaneously. He looked up at Yibo with a sneer, "Mr. Yibo, you must be kidding. It was you who have force me to divorce you three years ago, and I signed the agreement for you and ChenXiao. Do you forget that?"

Yibo's handsome face instantly sank, "Zhan, you finally admitted it!"

"I don't want to waste my time arguing with you. I'm saying it again. I want my daughter back!"

Yibo's eyes stared at him sharply. He was in sulk for the indifference and disgust on Zhan face. Like his chest being pounded heavily, he felt out of breath.

They hadn't seen each other for three years, but all Zhan was talking about was his daughter.

Where was the man who loved me deep in soul? Now, Zhan treated me like an enemy.

Well, if this was the case, I would make this man in front of me fall in love with me again. He was mine, and he'll be always mine.

Yibo passed him to lock the door. Then he lifted Zhan and threw him onto the bed. His tall body pressed against him.

Zhan was pinned under him and couldn't move. Realising what was going on, he struggled even more desperately, "Bastard! What do you want? Back off and don't touch me!"

Yibo clasped Zhan arms above his head and looked at him in a malignant way. Yibo ripped off his own tie and chest buttons, revealing the skin of his lean, honey-colored chest. Then, he lowered his head and seized Zhan lips.

Surrounded by his breath, Zhan widened his eyes in shock. He turned his head to deflect Yibo kiss and shouted angrily, "You are disgusting! Let go of me, do you hear me?"

Yibo felt a sudden burst of frustration. He fiercely clutched Zhan's thin, sharp chin, the anger in his eyes almost burning to Zhan face, "Zhan! Don't you dare to say it again?"

Disgusting?

The man who once loved me deep in his soul now hated me so much?

Since when had his self-esteem ever been trampled on like that?

"You are disgusting! Yibo, don't bully me if you are a real man. It was you who abandoned me and forced me to divorce you. Now you want me back. You are out of your mind!"

Gritting his teeth in hatred, Zhan said word by word. His harsh words were full of sarcasm and disdains.

Yibo was totally irritated.

"We have already had two babies now. You know I am a man!"

Yibo roared out these words, gritting his teeth. Then, he pinned him with one hand and lifted up Zhan shirt with the other hand.

Zhan screamed as he struggled to get up, cursing, "Get out, you get out!"

Yibo simply bit on Zhan collarbone, hearing his cry out in pain before letting go of him. Then his thin lips covered Zhan mouth again, tossing and tearing with fury.

Zhan's body was trembling, and his eyes were red and full of tears.

Yibo's domineering kiss strayed from Zhan mouth to his collarbone, and his dress was lifted little by little. Without much thinking. Zhan opened his mouth to bite hard on Yibo's jaw with all his might.

Yibo grunted in pain as he clutched Zhan's shoulder and dragged him backwards, directly throwing him onto the ground.

Zhan forced himself to get up from the ground and glared at Yibo with indignation, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his(Zhan) mouth.

Yibo completely flew into a rage. As soon as he got off the bed, he rushed to Zhan and scooped him up from the floor against the wall. His body exuded a sinister aura, "You are courting death!"

His large hands brutally pulled Zhan clothes, and his ruthless movements were without mercy.

While tangling, Zhan reached out to grab the vase placed on the bedside table and slammed it hard to the floor,

"SNAP!"

Zhan smashed it into pieces, and picked up the shard on the ground without a second thought and placed it directly against his(Zhan) neck.

"If you touch me again, I'll kill myself."

The absolutely ruthless tone was not joking.

Yibo's demanding movements suddenly stopped, his bloody red eyes glaring at him infernally, "Dare you?"

Zhan tilted his head up with his almond-shaped eyes wide open and stared at Yibo with no fear at all, showing his stubbornness.

Zhan was gambling his life with him, for he wasn't willing to have sex with Yibo again even if he died!

Yibo's bloodshot eyes slowly recovered, tinged with a complex mix of hate and sorrow.

He let go of Zhan and slammed his fist at him, but only hit the wall behind Zhan.

Yibo glared at Zhan with a baleful face, "Get out! Get the fuck out of here! Don't ever let me see you again if you have the guts!"

Zhan clenched his lips, and tried to hold back the urge to cry as he pushed Yibo away and ran desperately outside.

Zanjin, who was guarding the door, was about to stop Zhan when Yibo's stormy voice came from inside, "Don't stop him, let him go!"

Zhan ran out of the mansion gate in one breath before stopping exhausted, squatted on the ground and covered his mouth, bitter tears desperately falling down.

The servants at the door watched him helplessly, but none of them dared to go forward to help him, leaving him to squat there and cry in pain.

Why?

Why?

It was clearly my choice, but why this sharp pain in my heart not stopped for a while and was about to tear me apart.....

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