It was afternoon when Zhan woke up the next day. It was past two in the morning when they got home, and he didn't fall asleep immediately. After taking a bath, he immediately came down. He didn't know what Yibo planned for the day. He didn't know if what he told Zhuocheng was true, that they were going back to the island. Downstairs he met a servant, carrying a tray with just a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. She wished Zhan a good afternoon and asked if he wanted to eat.
"Later," he replied. "Did you see Yibo?"
"Sir has something important to talk to on the phone," she answered. "He is in the den. This juice is for him."
"His mom and dad?"
"Sir Quiren and Ma'am Carmen are in the gym in the basement." He let the maid continue in the den, wherever that part of the household was. The maid walked towards the left wing of the house. He followed her because it was also the direction to the large living room and drawing room.
He was about to go out when he saw Councilor Zhao and Zhao Liying coming with the butler who probably opened the door for them. He quickly retreated into a large column.
"I want to talk to your Sir Yibo. If he's awake, call him," Zhao Liying ordered the maid. "Yes, ma'am. Please wait, I'll let him know you're here. Wait here for Sir in the drawing room."
"And tell Quiren that I want to talk to him," added Councilor Zhao and walked towards the drawing room. In the way they act, there is the familiarity of a well-known and important guest. Zhao Liying followed her father.
Instead of going straight into the living room, Zhan backed off and turned right to the back of the drawing room. He was about to turn left when he heard Zhao Liying's voice. His eyebrows crossed and he stopped walking. How does he hear her voice? Strong materials are the structure of the whole household. And he saw the maid close the big and thick narra door.
But he could clearly hear Zhao Liying and her father's voice. Zhan was tempted to stand there and listen.
"I could kill Yibo for this, Papa!" she said out loud. Zhan heard something drop on the table. "Look at those pictures in the newspaper and the article. How did I not know about Ziyi's party? I know that brat doesn't like me, but that Zhan ruined her life! I don't understand this and all."
"Liying, calm down..."
"Bullshit!" Zhao Liying shouted. "It made me look like a fool to my friends. And it wasn't the first time they had photographed Zhan and Yibo in a suspicious scene! The first was at Chengpeng's party. Yibo was cheating on me in front of my face! He can't do this to me."
Zhan gasped from where he stood. Were they photographed last night? Why didn't they both notice that?
But he couldn't think for long, Zhao Liying spoke again.
"I believe we should talk to Yibo and his parents," replied Councilor Zhao in a diplomatic tone. "What their son is doing is not right. But be calm and tactful, Liying. We don't want to get hysterical. We don't get everything like that. I need Quiren's support in my candidacy next year."
"Make sure you win your candidacy, Papa. I'm sick and tired of going back and forth to rural areas. My hair stood on end every time I carried those smelly babies! If only they knew that I hate them!"
Zhan covered his mouth to stop his heavy breathing. If he could hear them, they might as well hear any noise he might make. Councilor Zhao let out a confident laugh. "Your father will be a Vice-President, Liying. Trust me. And of course, caring for the poor youth is a big help."
"So back to why we are here," Zhao Liying said. "If you hadn't let Zhan, go on the yacht that night, this problem wouldn't have come up between me and Yibo. I would have let Zhan see that he has no right to be proud. Besides, how did he wake up right away? On the drugs I gave you before I went to Yibo's yacht?"
"According to Trixia, he threw it," said Councilor Zhao, his voice tinged with anger. "Forget him. He's not important. What we should be thankful for is that he didn't cause a scandal. No one will believe him because of his reputation in America, but still, it will shake my political status."
Shocked, Zhan backed up against the wall. Are these the kind of people who are said to have good social status? Charity to the poor? The hypocrisy nauseated him.
Is this also the woman Yibo will marry? Anger rose in his chest at the thought. He couldn't believe that Yibo was being deceived by the outward appearance of a woman. However, whatever he discovered would remain with him. He can't do anything. Councilor Zhao is right. His words against them.
A combination of depression and anger, he turned around to go back to his room when he bumped into a hard body. The hands immediately grabbed his waist so he wouldn't lose his balance.
"Yibo!"
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