chapter 10

Wang Yibo's P.O.V

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It's been 3 weeks since I confessed to Zhan GE.

We have been acting like nothing happened. Part of it was because Zhan ge said he doesn't want any kind of awkwardness between us anymore.

Despite of what we feel inside, everything is going normally.

"Zhan ge, I'm going out with some friends tonight. So I'll be late..." I said before heading out for work when I saw Zhan ge with ah Xing eating breakfast.

"Don't be late tonight." Zhan ge replied instantly. His voice was so Stern that almost got me scared. Looks like someone is in bad mood.

"Oh..Okay" I replied in confuse.

"Ohh.... before I forget, tomorrow evening Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang both are coming to dinner. They told me to invite my parents too. Mr. Wang have been thinking about celebrating you finally joining the business. Also I want to talk about ah Xing's schooling. It's about time." He explained.

"Okay" I said before finally heading out.

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There was a lot of work load as usual since I like to slack off sometime, and takes a day off sometimes without a reason.

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..Since Zhan ge seems a bit off today, I decided to cancel my plans and head home straight....

When I returned home in the evening I saw Zhan ge sleeping on the couch.Next to him was some ingredients lying around.

I got worried.

Ah Xing came running to me.

"Papa and me went to shopping but as soon as we got home papa said he's feeling really tired and fell asleep on the couch." Ah Xing explained.

"What about those vegetables lying around." I asked.

"I..I tripped on them" ah Xing said with a guilty look on his face.

I laughed a bit.

"It's alright, I'll ask a maid to clean it" I said picking ah Xing up in my arms.

"Umm....papa got really mad earlier because one of the maid broke his favorite flower pot...so he send all of them home." Ah Xing explained.

Zhan ge got mad at one of the maid?? Now that's unusual.

"Alright!! Papa yibo will clean up, you go play in your room for now." I put ah xing back down.

He nodded and ran up to his room.

"Zhan ge" I voiced out silently scared to wake him up. He looked so tired. Have he been sleeping well at night?

I picked him up in my arms bridal style. He's a bit heavy but somehow I managed to took him to his room.

I laid him down on his bed, he's still in deep asleep.

I stared at his face for a while.

Zhan ge is still so beautiful as ever. How can I not fall for you again?

'I wish you could accept me someday.' I whispered.

After that I leaned in to kiss his neck.

And left his room to Clean up the living room.

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*Family gathering next day*

"I heard everything is cooked by Zhan ....I didn't know you could cook so well" my father said.

Zhan ge only smiled at him.

"Btw, you okay son? I heard you were not feeling well yesterday?" My mom ask him this time.

"No it's nothing. Probably because of sudden weather change" Zhan ge replied.

"I've been telling him to take care himself too. Ah Xiao was always careless when it comes to his health" zhen ge's mother said this time.

We talked and laughed for a long while,While having dinner.

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"So, what are you thinking about Yibo's marriage Mr. Wang. I think we should start looking for a perfect lady for him now." Zhen ge suddenly said while laughing.

Making me disappointed.

"About that I think you're right" my dad said and laughed along.

"Or do you have someone you like?" Dad asked me this time.

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"I do have someone I like....but I don't think they wants to marry me" I said looking straight at Zhan Ge.

"Hmm...than let's look for someone who wants to marry you" this time Zhan ge's mother joke along.

I only smiled at her.

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We were having dinner outside so...

At night, after everyone has left, I help Zhan ge to clean the place.

"Zhan ge, you really want me to get married to someone else?" I asked while cleaning the huge table. He was collecting all the plates together.

"Umm" was his only reply.

"But you know that, I like you." I said

No reply.

After few seconds....

"I like you so much Zhan GE." I kinda yelled this time and finally looked towards Zhan ge.

He was struggling not to puke.

Then he suddenly ran towards the entrance and to his room upstairs while covering his mouth tightly with his hand.

I got worried and followed him.

I saw him puking in the bathroom.

I gently Pat on his back.

After that he washed his mouth and face and breathe heavily.

"I hate this feeling" he said in almost inaudible voice.

Then realization hit me hard....

My eyes widened...

"Zhan ge, could it be...... could it be that you're pregnant?" I blurted out the first word that came in my mind.

"Shut up. Stop it. I've been trying not to think about it. Don't just simply bring it up."

By that time ah Xing came into the room too.

"Papa are you sick?" He came near to Zhan ge and asked innocently.

You can tell he was really worried.

"Don't worry. I'll get well in no time" Zhan ge said flashing a little forceful smile towards ah Xing..."Yibo, let's go for a check up. I can't always run away from it. Even tho I'm scared I've to confirm it." He said and pick ah Xing up in his arms.

"Okay" I said and went to grab my car keys.

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" I'm sorry Zhan ge. Now that I know you remembered everything I can apologized to you sincerely." I said while I was driving.

My eyes were focused on the road.

"I really thought you don't remember anything, when you acted like nothing happened the next day" I added.

"Are you stupid?. How can I forget about the pain I felt next day after taking you in" Zhan ge kinda yelled at me.

My eyes widened. I tried to cover ah Xing's ear with my left hand, who was sitting on Zhan ge's lap. He was really confused.

Now that I noticed it, he's been having mood swings for a couple of days now.

"Sorry." I said again.

I should've known. It probably got out of head since it was my first time with a guy. But then again it would be an excuse to say so...I guess I really was stupid.

"We're here Zhan ge" I said before stopping the car. And got out first to open door for Zhan ge.

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