BOOK TWO:
To Xiao Zhan being in love with Wang Yibo is the best thing that's ever happened to him. He dives head first into his enthralling and beautiful world. With their future hanging in the balance, is he way in over his head?
Sequel to 'Dreami...
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ZHAN POV
Yibo helped me out of the car and held my hand as we walked towards the fancy black car. Its door opened and a man came out, probably in his early sixties, he had natural brown hair and he looked very familiar.
Then I remembered from the family portraits in the castle that this was Yibo's uncle Chen, just then he let go of my hand to hug the smiling man.
"Yibo, its so good to see you again nephew"
Chen said and Yibo chuckled
"You too uncle Chen, you look good" Yibo replied, turning to me
"Zhan this is my uncle Chen, and uncle this is my fiancé Zhan" he introduced us and I suddenly couldn't find my voice. If I thought meeting his daughters was scary then meeting him was terrifying.
Yibo spoke highly of him and I was incredibly intimidated. He practically raised Yibo, what if he didn't think I was good enough for him?
"Its good to finally meet you, I've heard great things" I blurted out, nice one I thought sourly. He nodded cordially as he shook my hand
"As have I, Yibo here couldn't stop talking about you so I thought I'd come meet the future wife to be in person" he said and I blushed sparing Yibo a disapproving look for having bored his uncle with stories about me, he just shrugged smiling.
The three of us talked and I began to relax a little, enjoying the conversation. Chen seemed a lot like his daughters in a weird sort of way, he was also very open and charming.
"Meet us inside" Yibo said to Chen and he nodded and went to his car. Yibo took my hand and we entered the cemetery.
"My uncle insisted that my parents be buried here, he knew how much they loved this place," he said and I looked up at him
"They were close huh?" I asked and he nodded.
"My uncle Chen was the only one who'd come and visit from time to time, the rest just resented them, they only came here for the funeral" he said blankly.
It was difficult to understand the dynamics of the Wang Clan, I had a close-knit extended family, and we did everything together. Even with problems here and there, we always stuck together.
We stopped in front of two tombstones that wrote his parent's names and beautiful epitaphs. Yibo looked on silently Chen approached us from behind holding flowers; he smiled and gave them to Yibo. He patted him on the back and backed away, I kissed his cheek and went over to stand by Chen giving Yibo a moment alone.
We were both silent watching Yibo
"Those are lilies, they were his mother's favourite flowers," he said answering my unspoken question.
