Secret & Lies (the forsaken #1) [WangXian FF]

5

Shit.

Did he find out?

Wei Wuxian shook Lan Wangji's hand, and he felt the pressure which in turn made him sweat. 

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Lan. I've heard nothing but good things about you." Wei Wuxian forced a smile out while his heart beat faster in panic, but he forced himself to stay calm.

"Please, call me Lan Zhan. After all we're going to be acquaintances for a while."

"Oh, no please, I couldn't possibly impose on you, Sir."

"You're not."

"Then please call me Wei Ying."

"Wei Ying. What a beautiful name. And such beautiful eyes."

If Wei Wuxian was a weaker man than he is right now, he would definitely have a nosebleed from all the passionate gaze and not so subtle flirtiness from one Lan Wangji. Even so, he wasn't getting out unscathed.

"Ah… thank you, but you should see yourself in front of the mirror, Sir."

"Lan Zhan."

"Anyway, I came here to ask you some questions regarding the threat that was sent to Miss Liu. Do you have time?" Wei Wuxian avoided calling Lan Wangji his more intimate name because… well it felt too intimate and he did not feel comfortable at all. Especially when he knew that he trespassed his residence. Twice. And both resulted with Lan Wangji in handcuffs. And boy, what a sight to behold.

"Sure, Wei Ying, please ask away." Lan Wangji sat in front of Wei Wuxian in a very domineering alpha pose, and he had a smirk on his face. "Jingyi, please pour some of my tea to Mr. Wei."

"Ah, it's fine, you don't have to do that."

"Wei Ying, you seem flustered. Is the AC too hot? I can lower the temperature if you want. I seem to recall that you have an affinity to colder temperatures and higher altitude."

Wei Wuxian coughed at Lan Wangji's statement.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Lan Zhan, isn't this our first meeting? Perhaps you're mistaking me with someone else?"

Lan Wangji did not answer, instead he smirked and moved closer to Wei Wuxian until their faces were only inches apart.

"I will never forget those silver eyes." He spoke in low tones. "Nor will I forget how well the way someone treated me back then." Then he sat back to his couch. "You reap what you sow, Wei Ying, that's how I treat my friends… and foes."

Wei Wuxian gulped. This was not a good day at all. 

Not that he was afraid of Lan Wangji, he could overpower him anytime, but he was with the police right now. And he had a job to do as much as he hated it.

He cleared his throat and took the tea that Jingyi prepared and sip it. It was a very good tea.

"Anyway, Lan Zhan, I just want to know if you have a gym bag? The one with your initials on it? I noticed that the changing room did not have any assigned names on the door."

Lan Wangji took a sip slowly from the cup and put the cup back on the table with a very graceful manner before he addressed Jingyi.

"Jingyi, do I have a gym bag with my initials?"

"Yes, you have a few of them. And I put your initials on all of your bags and everything. About the name on the changing rooms, well today is the first day, so the management hasn't got the name plate yet." Jingyi answered the questions swiftly, although he wondered why his uncle did not answer them himself. He was always a polite and courteous man, but today he seemed… off.

"Right. So, I have a theory, please bear with me for a few more seconds?"

"Please Wei Ying, do tell, I'm intrigued."

Wei Wuxian could hear the sarcasm from a mile away but he ignored it.

"See, you already knew that a threatening letter was sent to Miss Liu, right? It was actually a bomb threat, and the sender only put initials on the envelope. LWJ. Sounds familiar?"

"You mean, the threat was actually for me?"

"I think it's highly possible since you are the biggest star in this production. Not to mention that Miss Liu is a newcomer without any fanatical fan base yet."

"Hmm, make sense."

"So what should we do? Should we increase protection? Hire bodyguards?" Jingyi started to panic. It wasn't everyday that his uncle got a bomb threat. And he was the one who was supposed to be responsible for everything according to uncle Xichen.

"No need. By doing so you'll only alert the perpetrator and make it harder for us to catch him." Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji who was frighteningly calm, like this was a daily occurrence for him. And judging from his response back at his apartment, Wei Wuxian deduced that Lan Wangji was not as simple as he looked. 

In fact he did not look and act like an ordinary man with a bomb threat thrown in his face. Ordinary men would break down and panicked all over.

But not Lan Wangji.

He was as cool as a cucumber.

"I agree." That was his answer. "So, why don't you guard me, Wei Ying?"

Wei Wuxian was flabbergasted. He was merely doing his job and yet this Lan Wangji seemed intent to make his life a living hell. Well, part of it was his fault too, not that he would admit it voluntarily.

"Ah, actually I have a few other cases that I need to solve at this time… so I-"

But Wei Wuxian didn't get a chance to finish his words when Lan Wangji put his forefinger up to stop Wei Wuxian from talking, and snapped his fingers. Jingyi appeared and brought him his phone. Then he dialed a number on his speed dial.

"Yes, Chief, this is Lan Wangji… I'm good, of course we shall have dinner soon… well, actually I called you to let you know that one of your officers, Wei Wuxian, will be my bodyguard for some unforeseen future… no, no, it's just a bomb threat… no problem? Good. Let me know the date for the dinner. Thank you." Lan Wangji finished the call and gave the phone back to Jingyi.

"That was the chief of police."

"I figured."

"His daughter is an avid fan of mine."

"Who isn't?" Wei Wuxian shrugged.

"Apparently you."

"Ah, well, the judge isn't out yet." 

Lan Wangji looked at him with a murderous intent, then he changed his expression to a pleased one and gestured to Jingyi.

"Jingyi, please note this nice policeman's number down and give him your number and my private cell number, and my schedule for this week. Give him Qing's number too."

"Girlfriend?"

"Manager. So, I assume that you already knew my address or do you want Jingyi to write it down again for you?" Lan Wangji flashed his smile at Wei Wuxian.

"Whatever you want."

"That's exactly what I want to hear." Lan Wangji's smile was so bright, Wei Wuxian was too late to realize what he had said. 

"Jingyi, you have a week off. From now on, Wei Ying will be my undercover assistant."