𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕺𝖋 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 (ZhanYi)

Engagement!

Wang's Pov.

I quickly put my phone off, knowing that I wouldn't be able to pick up if he called, which would further break my heart.  I regret not telling him how much I loved him and how much he meant to me.

I trust Lee to handle it. We reached the airport, and to my surprise, my dad arrived in his private jet. We boarded the plane. Lee and I sat next to each other. However, we didn't speak to each other, knowing others might listen.

Drink, Lee handed me a pill and a bottle of water. In five minutes, I passed out. When Lee woke me up, we found ourselves in Hawaii. 

"How did we get here," I asked Lee.

You have been out for a while, he said, and I stood up and walked out of the plane.

What's the point of travelling to Hawaii to buy a stupid wedding ring? I murmur to myself.

Lee nudged me, and as I turned around to scold him, I was taken aback to see my dad standing behind me. He smiled mischievously and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said I missed Hawaii," I replied foolishly.

Uncle Han and my dad walked away. I couldn't help but feel disappointment and longing. I wondered how Sean, my love, was feeling back at home while I was caught up in this whirlwind of unexpected events.

We got to the hotel, and I went to my room. While Lee arranged my clothes, I lay down on the bed. Lee mentioned that some clothes require dry cleaning and ironing. I hummed in agreement.

Suddenly, I shifted to a sitting position, turning towards Lee. "Have you spoken to him yet?"

Lee let out an irritated grumble. "Not yet. I'm thinking about how to approach the situation."

I raised an eyebrow, sensing Lee's frustration. "Uhmmm," I said, trying to gauge his intentions.

Without warning, my room door opened, and I didn't need to know who it was. My father's harsh voice filled the air, clearly audible from a distance. "I told you to take care of him, not let him do whatever the fuck he wants!" he hissed, his voice filled with disapproval.

My heart caught in my throat. Did he find out about Sean? Oh my god, my mind raced with fear. I could feel my heart skipping beats, as if I had just completed a grueling marathon. Sweat beads formed on my forehead, and my palms became clammy.

"I'm sorry, sir," Lee bowed deeply.

My father pulled out his phone from his pocket, his voice filled with resentment. "I know how much I paid for this video before they deleted it," he hissed. "Play it for them, he told his bodyguard."

As we watched the video, my heart raced even faster. It was footage of me kissing a girl in the lounge. The video quality was poor, but I could clearly see my actions. It looked like I had been drunk. I don't remember doing it.