Magic Moment - Yizhan

Chapter Seven

Yibo got up with his head down and sat on the carpet. He shook his head in pain.

Glancing at the open window. The sun is setting.

Then something suddenly occurred to him. He stood up quickly and looked around. What's the matter? He looked at himself. His blue jeans unzipped. His briefs-what is this? There is a brownish stain on his briefs?

Zhan! He dreamed of Zhan. Did he dream or was Zhan really there?

Did he did he―? Of course, he did! His mind argued as he hurried out of the library. He was even more surprised to see Quiren in the sitting room and standing by the window.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to talk to you, Yibo," answered Quiren, looking at his son. Messy hair, the growing beard on Yibo's face is turning black. Unzipped and unsnapped jeans and naked from the waist up. "Some executive," Quiren said fatly.

"I have resigned from the company as assistant vice president, Wang. It is high time for me to deal with the business left to me by Qingheng-Jun." Yibo once again touched his head which seemed to split open.

"Do you know that this is the third or fourth time I have set foot here at Villa Zhang?" He looked around the house. His son's answer about resignation was ignored.

"You rarely come down from your throne, Wang," Yibo answered sarcastically. Walk towards the dining room. Opened the fridge and got some cold water.

"I did now," said Quiren from behind.

"What do you want?" Yibo turned to the old man after drinking from the jug. Then the rest of the water was gradually poured on his face. Quiren shook his head.

"I need you." Quiren said to his son.

"My resignation is irrevocable and..."

"I need you, Yibo," Quiren snapped. "Not the company."

"Too bad, Wang," Yibo replied shakily. Disgust was in his eyes. "Because I don't need you. My whole life I have been under your dictatorship and Qingheng-Jun..."

"I had nothing to do with the way Qingheng-Jun treated you. You were under me because you were my employee."

"Let's not talk about that. It bores me." Yibo climbed the stairs to his own room upstairs. Quiren is still following him.

"What do you want me to do, Yibo? Get down on my knees and beg for forgiveness?" Yibo raised his eyebrows with sarcasm on his face. "Oh, no. You have no sin at all, that's what Mom said. The high and mighty Wang Quiren is always acquitted of all the sins he committed because of the love of adoring females. How lucky can you get." Yibo's voice was full of mockery. Takes off his jeans and briefs and pulls a towel from the closet.

"Shit, Yibo! Carmen is torturing me and so are you. What do you want me to do about what happened?" Quiren voice rose.

"Nothing, Wang," Yibo said coldly and without emotion. "Just leave me alone." there was finality in his voice.

There was a long silence. The two men looked at each other. Quiren first looked down and sighed. Step towards the door. But turned around before going out.

"I know you can't accept everything easily, Yibo. But I want you to know that we're waiting for you and I'm so glad, real glad that you're my son." Yibo remained silent and just stared at Quiren. "Even though everyone knows that Qingheng-Jun is your father, in my own ways, have I not loved you, son?" Quiren added softly. Then completely went out of Yibo's room.

Yibo continued to the bathroom. Turned on the shower and straightened up. Trying to remember what happened in the library.