Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]

Chapter 7

On Monday morning when Zhan came to work, he found two people in front of the office building. One person was Chu Lei, the other a homeless punk. Zhan parked his car, went to Chu Lei and greeted him. Then he went to the homeless man and handed him a few banknotes and half of his sandwich that he bought at a bakery on his way to work. "Hey you. Eat something, take the money and then move on. Personally, I wouldn't mind you sitting here. But customers go into this building and they wouldn't like it. The money is enough for you to rent a room in a cheap motel for at least three days. Take a long bath there and have your laundry cleaned. And there's enough money for a hairdresser too." Zhan said to the homeless man.

The homeless man waved him off and refused to accept the money. So Zhan tried to put it in his dirty, broken jacket. But the homeless man fended him off with two or three skillful moves and started to laugh. "My cover is perfect! You, as my fan, didn't recognize me!" He said and laughed even harder.

"Who's your fan? Not me!" Replied Zhan angrily when he realized that the homeless man was none other than Wang Yibo.

"So I think you're still my fan."

"I'm not. And just so you know. You look ugly in your costume and you stink!"

"Oh yeah? That's what I intended, Zhan. I don't want anyone to recognize me. And the smell is to stop people from coming near me."

"Congratulations. You seem to be doing well. Chu Lei? Let's go inside and leave the smelly guy outside."

"Hey!" Yibo shouted as Zhan opened the front door to the office building.

"What is it?" Zhan grinned when he saw Yibo's mocking gaze.

"What's the matter with me? Are you really going to leave me out here?"

"You think I'd let such a run-down stinker into my business premises?"

"But it's me. Your idol Wang Yibo."

"Says who? All I see is a homeless punk who looks horrible and smells bad."

"Okay, okay. Here's the suggestion. I'll go wash up and change and then I'll come back."

"What for?"

"So that I can protect you."

"Who says I need protection Wang Yibo?"

"That was the deal."

"I don't remember that. I know you offered it to me. But I didn't say yes."

"Zhan, actually it wasn't an offer, it was a fact. I will protect you. Then my colleague can concentrate fully on his work."

"Well, whatever you say. But..."

"Don't worry. We'll tell Ms. Isari, in case she's wondering why I'm here, that we talked and became friends after my concert and that I don't have any appointments for a few days and wanted to spend some time with you to get to know you even better."

"Uh... aha. Okay. Whatever you say."

"Good, I'll be back in half an hour at the latest."

"All right." Zhan replied and walked into the building. His heart was pounding hard in his chest. And he was a little proud of himself for acting so cool towards Wang Yibo and not at all the way his heart wanted him to. Because if it were up to his heart, he would have pounced on Wang Yibo and kissed him passionately.

Since Zhan has decided to support the agents and knows that the illusion must seem real to this woman - he still refuses to even think her name - he sits Chu Lei down at a desk, gives him a laptop, a graphics board and gives him light work. Nothing that he would show customers. But enough to fool this woman if she came into the office.