Chapter 16: Wang Yibo, what's going on?

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!!!!!THIS IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL!!!!

WYB:

The food soon arrived and although the man who set their food on the table was skinny beyond belief, Wang Yibo still couldn't help but but feel even more uneasy.

'Xiao Zhan,' Wang Yibo spoke as soon as the man left, 'Have you seen that waiter before?'

'Eh? You mean the one who brought our food?' Xiao Zhan asked, Wang Yibo nodded, 'I don't know. Why?'

'I don't like the way he looks at me.' Yibo explained, 'It makes me feel... uneasy.'

'Um... I think he's new,' Xiao Zhan racked his mind, 'Don't worry he's probably just seen you on a billboard or something before and was curious.' He then smiled warmly, picking up a pair of chopsticks and swung them like a sword, 'Don't worry, I'll protect you.'

Yibo grinned and relaxed a little. He was still wary but he wanted to enjoy his time with Xiao Zhan.

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After they had finished all the food, Wang Yibo excused himself and made his way towards the toilet. On the way back, as he made his way towards Xiao Zhan and past the kitchen -

'- No! I won't let you.' a woman's voice could be heard from inside the kitchen. Wang Yibo stopped abruptly and listened in.

'Why are you defending him?' a man's voice rang out straight after.

'That is a usual customer of mine, I'm not letting you hurt him.' she scolded before adding, 'or his companion.'

'Mum! Do you know who that is?' The man asked, obviously annoyed.

'I do,' the woman replied, 'Son, what happened to you? You used to be so kind.'

'Stop it!' The son, 'I'm not the same person that left you to look for more money 3 years ago mum.'

'Why?' the woman asked, 'What happened?'

'You'll never understand,' The son was obviously growing angrier by the second, 'All I know is people like him deserve to die. People like him and those who associate themselves with him. THEY ALL DESERVE TO DIE.'

The sound of a knife being taken out of its sheath could be heard and Wang Yibo immediately rushed back to Xiao Zhan.

'We need to get out of here.' Wang Yibo told him, 'NOW.'

'Why?' Xiao Zhan asked. 'Wang Yibo what's going on?'

'No time to explain.' Yibo pulled Xiao Zhan off the chair.

'Hey! We haven't paid for the food yet!' Xiao Zhan wouldn't leave.

'Forget about that!' Wang Yibo dragged Xiao Zhan to the front of the restaurant but before he could leave -

'- WANG YIBO IF YOU LEAVE NOW, I'LL SLICE HER THROAT.' A voice called out to him from behind. It was the son, in his arms there was a girl, struggling to get free. 'Stop moving you idiot!'

Wang Yibo stared down at the unbelievably skinny man holding on to the girl, expressionless.

'Go ahead.' Wang Yibo shrugged walking towards the exit. A hand caught his before he could leave. Xiao Zhan. Wang Yibo looked into that face and could only pick up utter betrayal.

'I thought you were a good person.' Xiao Zhan spoke under his breath. 'Are you just going to leave her to die?'

Wang Yibo knew that there was no way the man would hurt the girl but Xiao Zhan didn't. He knew that if he forced Xiao Zhan out of the shop with him, he'd never forgive him. For some strange reason, Wang Yibo didn't want to lose Xiao Zhan.

But staying here would be something beyond foolish.

Wang Yibo could only stare into Xiao Zhan's eyes unsure of what to do. So unlike his normal self.

'You are going to be the literal death of me. Stay here and don't move, don't speak. Don't do anything.' He leaned in and whispered to Xiao Zhan before turning to the skinny man. 'What do you want?'

'I want your ABSOLUTE DEMISE.' The man looked crazed and Wang Yibo wouldn't be surprised if he were.

'Why?' Wang Yibo asked.

'You and that little operation of yours, running around ruining lives.' There was no doubt that this skinny man knew of Wang Yibo's position, knew of Wang Yibo's second job, but who could've told him?

!!!!THIS IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL!!!

I didn't proof read this yet. So... sorry for any typos and/or grammatical errors.

Idek what I'm doing.


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