CHAPTER 24
Xiao Zhan let Yibo to do whatever he want. He was reading a book while sat on a chair in the living room . Yibo wandered here and there angrily. He threw everything he saw in the living room to the floor. Xiao Zhan didn't pay any attention to him and continued to reading.
"Xiao Zhan let me go..." Wang Yibo couldn't help and screamed.
"Go then, I'm not holding you..." Xiao Zhan said without any expression.
"Ahhhhh...."Wang Yibo screamed with anger. Suddenly he went towards Zhan and tried to punch him. Zhan caught his hand and pushed to the floor. Then he placed the book beside him and stood up.
"Wang Yibo if you want to go tell me the truth." Zhan said angrily.
"I said. I got nothing to say." Yibo yelled.
"Where is that pendrive?" Zhan asked.
"I don't have it." Yibo said while trying to get up.
"Then where is it?" Zhan asked while tilting his head to side.
"Do you think I will say?" Yibo smirked.
"Do you want me to tie you to that chair again?" Zhan asked mockingly.
"Xiao Zhan!!!" Yibo yelled again.
"Stop yelling like that... it will not work. When you ready to say everything come to me. I'm in that room." Xiao Zhan said while pointing to a room in the right side. Yibo frowned at him and Zhan found it was cute. Zhan smiled to himself and went to the room. Yibo couldn't help but took another flower vas and threw in to the floor soundly..
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.@CID
There was a big crowd of reporters infront of the CID. When they saw Song Jiyang they surrounded him and began to question him.
"Is that true our president is missing?"
"Who did that?"
"He got attacked few times. Are you guys not able to protect our president?"
"Who is the one who responsible for this?"
Reporters threw so many questions at him.
"We are investigating. We will find him soon. I don't have anything to say" Song Jiyang said. But reporters began to ask questions again. Few agents came and took out Song Jiyang from the crowd and went in to the building.
"What's going on? Who informed reporters about Mr.Wang. this is so complicated we should find him asp. Yubin could you track his phone?" Song Jiyang asked as he sat on his office.
"No sir, we can't track him. We tried so many times."Yubin said.
"I don't know how to find him. Simon is right. He is a big trouble maker."Song Jiyang said with a sigh..
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.@Zhan's secret house.
Zhan was watching the television while eating popcorn. Yibo walked towards him hesitantly.
"I want to watch CCTV-5" Yibo said cutely.
"What?"Zhan pretended like he don't know.
"CCTV-5 sport channel. I'm watching it everyday. Don't you remeber?" Yibo asked like a kid.
Zhan smirked at him and turned towards Yibo fully.
"Who do you think you are? You think you are my guest or what? Let me remind you. You are a confiner of me. Not a guest. Be happy I didn't tie you up. Even though you are confiner, you are still the president. I have to show you some respect. But don't check my patience. Come here if you ready to tell me the truth." Zhan said with a serious face.
"Whatever, I'm hungry. Give me something to eat either." Yibo pouted with anger. Zhan took a one popcorn from the popcorn bag and held at Yibo. Yibo gritted his teeth angrily and kicked the couch where Zhan was sitting.
"Wang Yibo, stop freaking. That will not be useful at all. You better tell me everything. Then I will drop you at your mansion my own."Xiao Zhan said calmly.
"I got nothing to say." Yibo said and walked away.
One hour later
"XIAO ZHAN.. XIAO ZHAN..." Zhan heard Wang Yibo screaming. Zhan got scared and ran towards the place that voice is coming. He stopped infront of the bathroom and knocked.
"Yibo? What happened?" Zhan asked with fear. Suddenly door opened but not fully. Zhan looked at the door with confuse. Yibo peeped from the bathroom suddenly. Zhan only could see Yibo's head.
"What?" Zhan asked coldly.
"Xiao Zhan, give me something to wear." Yibo said with a light smile.
"What? I didn't bring your wardrobe here. Wear the same clothes you used to wear" Zhan said.
"I washed them. Give me your one." Yibo pouted. Zhan tilted his head and laughed. Yibo grinned at him.
"Wang Yibo I'm not living here. I also didn't bring any clothes. I don't have any clothes here." Zhan said.
"But how can I stay like this. Ahhhh..."Yibo screamed again.
"Dry your clothes in washing machine."Zhan said suddenly.
"Dryer is not working."Yibo said with disappointed face.
Zhan widened his eyes and put his hand on his own mouth.
"Is it not working? Shhhh what will our poor president going to do then..."Xiao Zhan began to laugh loudly. Yibo couldn't help but grinned at Zhan.
Yibo waited in bathroom for half an hour but he couldn't stay there more because it was so cold. he had no other choice than coming out from the bathroom with only a towel on him. He walked towards the living room while shivering. Zhan couldn't help but laugh at him when he saw Yibo coming with weating only a towel.
"S-Stop l-laghing you idiot..." Yibo said with trembly voice.
"Stubborn kid..."Xiao Zhan said with low voice and stood up from the couch. Then he went to his room and brought a big blanket. He gave covered Wang Yibo with blanket and make him sit on the couch. Then he went to the kitchen and came again with a hot coffee.
"Yibo, I don't know why you doing this, you may think saying the truth will make a trouble. But if you don't it will be worse. Can you understand me." Zhan said while Yibo drinking that coffee. Yibo didn't say any word and stayed silent.
"Yibo, can't you hear me. Don't be stubborn." Zhan said. That time his voice his bit cold.
"I have nothing to say."Yibo said and looked at his phone which was placed on the tea table infront of him. Zhan took Yibo's phone and waited for those unknown calls.
"WANG YIBO!!!" Xiao Zhan yelled with anger.
Suddenly Yibo's phone began to ring. Yibo's eyes widen with fear. He threw the coffee to aside and try to get his phone. But Zhan was fast and took the phone.
"If you can't tell me I will find it myself. Let's see who is your secret friend." Zhan said and looked at the phone screen.
Yibo threw the blanket away and jumped towards Zhan. He tried to get that phone but Zhan didn't let him.