Except for Haikuan asking directions from Yibo no one spoke during the half hour drive. They stopped at a two-storey apartment.
"What are you going to do here, Yibo?" Haikuan asked looking at his brother and then Zhan who was in the back of the car. "You can't possibly spend your honeymoon here..."
Yibo grinned. And Zhan swore it was a devil's grin. Even Haikuan, who knew his brother, was suspicious but unable to speak. He does not want to add in the weight of the events. He knew his brother, if there was anything Yibo hated the most is, forcing him to do something he didn't want.
"Wait for us, big brother," said Yibo to his brother. "We won't be long." then he asked Zhan go out and hesitated to follow. With painful walking, Yibo entered the open gate and pressed the doorbell.
A few moments later, a beautiful woman appeared who Zhan thought was expecting their arrival.
"Is that him, lover boy?" she asked Yibo, a seductive smile curving her lips.
"Yes, Qui Ying." he grabbed Zhan's arm... "Make it fast, my brother's waiting." Yibo told Qui Ying.
Zhan felt Yibo's arm behind him again and almost rushed him into the room downstairs. How decent the receiving area of the apartment was, the room they entered is opposite which made Zhan take a deep breath.
Various types of tattoo designs were posted all over the room that Zhan shivered. What will they do there? He looked at the woman who had taken things from a cabinet. Even though he was not familiar, he knew that they were used for tattooing.
"You can sit here," the woman pointed to a divan. "Just relax and make yourself comfortable..."
Zhan's eyes widened as he looked up at Yibo. "W-what does that mean?"
Yibo just gave him a smile. "C'mon, Zhan, I don't want to take too long..."
"No!" He was about to go out, but Yibo grabbed him by the arm. It's true that Yibo's left leg is on crutches, but he can't get out of it easily.
"Don't just stand there, Qui Yin," he said to the woman. "Sit him down and so you can start..."
"Yibo, you didn't tell that he wasn't willing to get a tattoo?" Qui Ying said confusedly.
Get a tattoo! Yibo will tattoo him! Zhan's eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat in fear.
Impatiently, Yibo reached into his pocket and took out a wad of money and threw it on the table. "Get on with it, Qui Ying. My husband won't say no!"
"Your husband?" the woman exclaimed although her eyes followed the sight of the money on the table.
"You heard it, and I can't lie about that. Now, get started."
"No, Yibo, please!" Zhan pleaded hysterically. "I don't want to! Don't do this..." He made him sit with the help of Qui Ying despite his reluctance.
"Where do you want to put it, Yibo?" Qui Ying asked Yibo.
Yibo smirked. He opened Zhan's shirt button to Zhan's surprise, he opened the polo shirt until Zhan chest was exposed.
"On the side of the heart, Qui Ying. Put my name over a rosebud, Yibo instructed ruthlessly.
"Y-you can't do this, please... oh, God, God, please." Zhan's begged, he felt that no voice came out of his mouth. He was staring at his husband in horror and all he saw in Yibo's eyes was the cruel gleam.
"You said you wanted to be Wang, didn't you Zhan?" Yibo said, his eyes in slits. "Your wish is granted and not just in papers. Body and soul, you are a Wang. My possession for life!"
He gasped in pain as he felt the first prick of a needle on his soft skin. That was it and Zhan passed out.
"Yes?" Qui Ying looked up worriedly at this.
Yibo was stunned for a moment. Staring his unconscious husband. The mischievous face that taunted him many times and yet looked angelic when he lost consciousness. Something suddenly rose in Yibo's chest.
Something like indecisiveness and compassion. But he abruptly set the emotions aside. He as was furious with him... with his father... with Wang Quiren.
"That will make your job easier, Qui Ying" Yibo immediately said with a hardened his face. "Hurry up..."
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