The sky had turned dark, and Yibo was in the living room with the two children. The moment Zhan made his appearance, Ayuan immediately rushed towards him and hugged his thigh.

Zhan stroked Ayuan head and picked him up and started to kiss Ayuan all over face.

The home chef was arranging the dishes on the dining table when she glimpsed Zhan.

She broke into a smile, "You have come just right on time, Mr Zhan. The dishes are all ready and you guys can come eat now!"

"Huh" Zhan froze for a second and he hastily declined, "It's okay, I am here to get Ayuan and A-yue."

"Let's eat together since you're here."

On the sofa, Yibo shut the book in his hand and walked over to dinning table.

A-yue nodded on one side as she implored, "Mummy, I am hungry now."

Zhan knew that he would look pretentious if he continued to decline their goodwill, so he could only force himself to take a seat by the dining table.

"Mummy, this is sweet and sour fish which is your favourite. It is something Dad has specially ordered aunty chef to make!"

A-yue winked as she said this as if she wanted to flatter her mother.

Upon hearing that, Zhan was seized by a little awkwardness. He shot a momentary glance at Yibo.

"Thank you. It must have been some hard work."

Yibo didn't stand on ceremony somehow as he mumbled a response.

Just as Yibo was about to pick up some dishes, his sleeve was held back by some force. He looked down and saw that Ayuan was grabbing his sleeve and look like his face say 'Send me some food.'

Yibo picked up some food and sent to Ayuan bowl.

Ayuan suddenly looked anxious as he fumbled with Yibo's sleeves while shooting glances in Zhan's direction. Only then did Yibo realize about Ayuan's true intentions He was hinting at Yibo to send some food to Zhan, not to his own bowl.

This rascal!

Zhan was quietly chowing down on his food when suddenly a slender hand appeared in front of his eyes. A pair of chopsticks landed a small piece of braised fish meet in his plate.

He raised his head and met Yibo's serene eyes. He was really flattered by his move.

"Thank you, I can do that myself."

"Ayuan wants me to send some food your way. Just eat it." Yibo tone was natural and cool, as if trying to detach himself from his own actions but little did he know that his words made his action all the more sweet and ambiguous.

One would conclude that he must be a very gentle and respecting parent, and his family must be one shaped by peacefulness and prosperity.

It was not like they hadn't eaten together before. However, something undesirable had happened on the night before yesterday, which greatly affected Zhan current mood and rendered him unable to just sit there naturally with Yibo around and act like everything was the same.

Zhan didn't know that Yibo actually had intended for that to happen.

When Yibo was sending Zhan back home on that time, Zhan had said, "We are both adults now. You don't have to worry about anything." He was saying that with such nonchalance but it somehow elicited some sense of discomfort within Yibo. It felt like he was the one being taken advantage of at that time.

Since you're not so concerned with that, let's see how long can you hold up that attitude.

The two children seemed to be deliberately taking their sweet time with finishing their meals. Ever since Zhan came visiting, it was nearly two hours but they still weren't able to finish their meals.

Ayuan was always sensible and responsible child infront Zhan, he only show his furious side to Yibo. But A-yue is totally different, Under the constant urging by Zhan, A-yue finally was able to gobble up her last spoonful of food. At that time, the outside was blanketed in pitch-black darkness, and Zhan saw that the time was already past ten o'clock.

"A-yue and Ayuan, where's your bag It's time for us to go after you pack up."

A-yue winked at Ayuan and responded, "Mummy, aren't we staying here tonight"

Upon hearing that, Zhan's face became flushed, "When did I ever say that We aren't going home. Go fetch your bag."

"There's no need for that. You won't be able to hail a taxi at this hour."

Yibo's voice came from the direction of the living room, "I have prepared a guest room for you."

The moment he finished his sentence, A-yue exclaimed cheerfully and jumped up in joy.

"Dad is the best", She hold Ayuan's hand and run upstairs, "Ayuan, let's go play the bouncy bed game."

"Hey..." Zhan wasn't able to stop her in time while he turned his gaze towards Yibo.

"It's okay, I'm here to fetch them so that you won't be burdened. I know you are very busy."

"It's not a burden at all."

Yibo was standing in front of a wardrobe shelving a plethora of ancient antiques. He casually took a jade model resembling a mythical beast, and he slowly continued, "I am not that busy lately. Aren't you the one telling me that I should accompany kids more I happen to have time to fetch the children nowadays."

"I don't think that's necessary."

"I won't go back on my words once I have made a promise with someone."

Yibo turned around and stared at Zhan, "Since I've promised you, I will make sure to carry it out."

"No, I was just drink that time and my mind was in a mess. I was just saying some gibberish, so you don't have to take it seriously. Furthermore, it's not appropriate for me to stay here with you."

Zhan was suddenly feeling frustrated. Putting aside the fact that he had been taken advantage of by him, why was he the one who was feeling shaky and guilty, I was the one who was incurring losses here!

"Didn't you say that I shouldn't be too worried about what had happened that night"

Yibo suddenly asked, "It is just like the past when you spent time here. What's wrong with that Or are you worried about something else"

"I... I'm not worried about anything at all."

Zhan couldn't produce any response as his heart started to race. "My presence here will definitely cause some sort of misunderstanding."

"Just because of this reason alone"

"Isn't this an important enough reason" Seeing that Yibo had a unconcerned expression on his face, Zhan frowned and decided to be brutally honest with him, "I still think it is not quite right for me to stay here."

Yibo remained silent for a while before inching towards Zhan with a vague smile on his face. His voice was low and whisper just right by Zhan's ears, "This is not just any MISUNDERSTANDING, is it"

He specially emphasized the word "misunderstanding" as if he was reminding Zhan of something.

Zhan was rooted to the spot and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

"I... I need to check out A-yue and Ayuan."

Yibo's eyes reflected Zhan frantic back as he scurried up the stairs. His long fingers were running over the jade model of a mythical beast and his expression took on a kind of satisfaction that stemmed from successfully teasing someone.

Was Zhan really not worried about that night? It sure didn't seem like it.

…

Zhan went to kids bedroom, when he entered he saw there was only Ayuan sleeping on bed. He cover Ayuan with blanket properly and kissed him on forehead, "Good night, the little love of my life!". Then, he went to guest room.

Zhan finished his bath and when he emerged from the bathroom, A-yue was soundly asleep. She was sprawled out in the middle of the bed, taking away most of the space. She was very casual and making herself comfortable.

Zhan shook his head helplessly as he pushed her daughter sideways, "My darling, are you planning to let me sleep on the floor"

A-yue flipped around unconsciously, still deep in her slumber but she was also muttering something.

"Daddy..."

Zhan's hand froze in mid-air as he was trying to cover her with blanket. His fingers couldn't help digging into the fabric.

This rascal must have really wanted a father in her life.

That was why she was trying so hard to pull Yibo and Zhan close to each other. She must have been thinking about what it must felt like to have a complete family, just like the other kids.

Yibo and I

An image of the two of them from past appeared in Zhan's mind for just a fragment of a second. The next moment, he shook his head in jest.

How could that be possible How could he be together with Yibo.

However, a flurry of images started to bombard in his mind, and although he was beyond exhausted, he found it hard to fall asleep. His mouth felt parched and dry which caused him to lose his sleepiness.

He had no other choice but to go downstairs to get some water.

…

The whole house was engulfed in darkness, and in order not to stir the maids, Zhan decided to feel his surroundings with just his touch as he navigated his way downstairs. He was able to get a feel of the dining table in the living room and he remembered that there was a water flask on top of it. After pouring himself a glass of water, he helped himself with some packets of biscuits.

The dinner earlier on was really scrumptious, but he couldn't let himself become loose during that period of time, so he actually didn't consume much of anything. He was really starving now that he thought about it.

As he turned around, he felt a figure blocking his way.

"OH MY GOD!"

Zhan howled, and immediately his whole frame crashed to a chair behind him. The water in his glass was splattered to the floor with half of the contents gone.

"Me." From the darkness, Yibo's voice sounded to break the silence. He then switched on the light in the kitchen..

"You give me a shock." Zhan was clutching his chest as he heaved heavily while glaring at him.

"You can walk around without making any sound"

Yibo was studying Zhan with an ambiguous look on his face.

Zhan suddenly realized, he shouldn't act so arrogantly in the first place and more importantly, his actions now were that of a thief's, seeing that he was carrying with him a few packets of biscuits and the packaging was making a sound in his arms. Two of the packets fell to the floor and rolled to Yibo's feet.

"About this..." Zhan tried to come up with something, "I am afraid that A-yue would get hungry in the middle of the night, so I want to bring some snacks up there. Is that okay for you"

Yibo's gaze darkened.

Those were just some packets of biscuits. Did Zhan think that Yibo was such a petty person.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and in order to break this deadlock, Zhan faked some cough and announced, "I'm going upstairs now."

Before he could run way, Yibo's hoarse voice came from behind, "I'm hungry too."

His voice wasn't that loud, so Zhan thought that he was hearing things. He turned around to confirm. "What did you say"

"Do you know how to make some supper"

After confirming that he wasn't hearing things, Zhan still felt that the whole situation was weird.

Were they coincidentally coming down for food at the same time he recalled that Yibo had eaten a lot during dinner.

Despite his doubts, since Yibo had stated his desire, it could lessen the awkwardness hanging in the air too. Zhan decided to go with the flow and make some supper, which could satisfy his hunger too.

"D... Do you have some fried noodles There should be some food we can work with in the fridge."

Yibo nodded while pulling a chair for himself to sit.

Zhan put down the biscuits and rolled his sleeves before entering the kitchen. Shortly after, he put those utensils into use and worked up a storm.

There was a maid who was woken up by the noise and she emerged from her room. Yibo shot a warning glance at her, which caused the maid to scurry back to her room in fear.

Zhan's supper was no less impressive than dinner.

Zhan prepared a large bowl of noodles for Yibo, with sauce and side dishes. He served it to him and casually told him, "You mix them up yourself. This is extremely delicious."

After saying these words, he rushed off to prepare his own noodles.

Yibo pressed his palms against the bowl of noodles. It was a little burning. Even his eyes, which were looking at the busy man beside him, started burning a little.

It's rare for a person from a rich family to have the opportunity to see his own family members preparing food themselves. His house was full of servants and maids, and everything was prepared by them.

He had lived like this since he was a child, but the scene in front of him resembled some of the images he wanted in his family, but in reality he was always alone, with no family.

Zhan took a few big bites, and only half of the bowl of noodles was left. He felt satisfied. He glanced to the side and saw that Yibo's bowl still looked colorful, which looked the same as when Zhan served it to him.

"Why aren't you eating yet?" Zhan asked confusedly. After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "You haven't eaten noodles with fried bean and meat sauce before?"

"Is it weird that I haven't eaten it before?" Yibo asked him back.

Although noodles with fried bean and meat sauce are common in the Beijing, they are generally found at street stalls. The private chef wouldn't serve noodles with fried bean and meat sauce to Yibo during his meals, and he would be even less likely to eat at a street stall.

"Uh, not weird, not weird." Zhan forced a smile and stretched out his hand in a flattering manner. "I'll mix them up for you."

"No need," Yibo held his chopsticks and stirred them up by himself. His movements were not quite skilled, but not clumsy either.

They eat in silence.

Yibo looked at Zhan with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhan felt uncomfortable from his gaze.

"Did you really came here for A-yue, or it's because..."

"Because of what?" Zhan was baffled.

Yibo looked at him deeply and said, "You've planned for this to happen."

Zhan's expression changed and he raised his eyebrows. "Who were you saying? Am I that shameless? You thought I've bumped into you on purpose?"

"What if I say I do hope that you planned for that?" His words dowsed Zhan fire of rage at once.

Zhan was completely dumbfounded. "Are, are you joking with me? It, it's not funny at all." His face froze.

"Do you think I'm a person who likes to joke?"

Zhan nearly got choked by the water. His face flushed as he suppressed his urge to cough.

"I don't know what you mean." he chose to act dumb to avoid himself getting embarrassed as he might not actually mean that.

"Zhan..." Yibo slightly leaned forward and his chiseled face came close to him.

Zhan was startled and he asked, "What.. what are you doing?"

"What are you afraid of?" Yibo looked at him with a frank gaze, "Are you afraid that I'll do something to you? Don't worry, I'm quite picky and I'm not that hungry."

Hearing this, Zhan immediately became irritated, "What the hell are you saying, you're clearly having an ulterior motive. Don't think that I don't know what you have done to me that night."

After the words were uttered, there was no response in the room for a long time.

After quite a while, Yibo spoke in a low, deep and teasing tone as if the clusters of fires in his mind were ignited, "So, what have I done to you that night?"

Zhan's face flushed red, "You..."

"Tell me. What have I done to you?"

Yibo carrest Zhan without any changes in his facial expression. He stared at Zhan and said, "Perhaps you should demonstrate what I have done. I don't mind."

Zhan got panic and drew back from Yibo. He try to go out of dinning room but hit by chair, and he fell backward out of imbalance, so he quickly grasped on whatever was nearest to him at that moment.

Zhan noticed what he grasped was Yibo's collar almost immediately. He got ready to push Yibo away the minute he fell on the floor but...

The thunder roared in the sky of the night. At the same time, the room went dark after some buzzing sound. Zhan shouted out of surprise. He ran into Yibo's arm and shivered.

Zhan could feel Yibo breathing on top of him.

Yibo could smell the perfume Zhan was wearing.

Their chests were so close to each other's that they could feel each other's heartbeat. The night was dark. Their distance was too close that the air between them was thin.

Zhan suddenly recalled the previous moment of that night. His head was in a muddle that he forgot to push Yibo away.

"You haven't told me yet. What have I done to you that night?" Yibo's voice raised beside Zhan's ear.

Zhan felt like his soul had run out of his body and he had no control over his body.

"What?"

"What I have done to you the other night was way more restrained than what I'm about to do now."

"No..."

Yibo's lips sealed Zhan's lips and stopped him from talking before he could react.

Yibo kissed Zhan repeatedly on his lips. He sucked others lips lightly and enjoying how Zhan taste. His kisses were on Zhan's chin, his neck, and on his shoulder that was exposed since don't-know-when.

Zhan's shirt was half-opened. The cold wind blew into the room, but no one felt cold. Zhan's body felt warm. He knew he was wide awake, but Zhan lost control over his own body as if he was under the influence of alcohol.

When Yibo was about to reach his hand under his shirt, the buzzing sound came back, and the room lighted up the next second.

At the same time, Zhan pushed Yibo away, like he finally gained consciousness and control back on his own body. He stared at Yibo for a few seconds before he decided to run away. He quickly left the room on the second floor, he was too panicked that he locked room carefully..

Yibo laid on the couch after he got pushed away. He stared at the chandelier as if he blamed it for disrupting.

He then stared in the direction of the second floor. He recalled what happened just now and felt curious.

He confirmed that Zhan's body didn't reject him, but instead, their body was a perfect match.

After locking himself in the room, Zhan go to bathroom opened the tap and washed his face with cold water. The heat-feeling he had on his face only decreased after that.

What was wrong with me? Was I crazy? I almost slept with him again!

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