Yibo gave Xiao Zhan his sweetest smile before pushing him away.

"Good. I need to go out of town for a few days. You can house-sit for me then."

The look on Xiao Zhan's face was priceless when he realized what Yibo meant.

"What? You… you're going out of town?"

"Yeah, got a job for a big wedding, all hands aboard. But don't worry, Ji Li will be here. He'll help you with the bartending stuff." He looked at Xiao Zhan smugly.
It's true that they had jobs out of town for the weekend, but he didn't actually need to come at all. But since Xiao Zhan did what he did, he would top that up with what he did best. Leveled up the playing field.

"Hmm…" Xiao Zhan looked deep in thought.

"Of course you're welcome to go back to your wife, girlfriend, boyfriend, or home, whichever tickles your fancy." He shrugged and walked toward his bedroom upstairs. "Thanks for the food, I'll go on my way now."
He could hear Xiao Zhan muttering soft curses behind him when he walked upstairs to pack for a few days out, and he held his laugh. That's for trying to wheedle his way in after all this time.

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He had something special planned for the anniversary of their third month of going out. 

Sappy, he knew. 

But he just felt that Xiao Zhan was a very special man. Not because of how rich he was, which he never asked about specifically, but because despite everything, he's still a nice, shy guy that loved to cook and bake things especially when he was stressed about something. Because he listened to him about this dream he had that seemed so simple, having his own bar. Because he was always there for him even in trivial things like practicing his throws, which took a lot of cheap vodka bottles. He even brought him a whole carton of vodka and practiced with him in his dinghy little studio apartment.

They had a lot of fun together in the three months that they were going out.

But tonight he wanted to up the game.

He was not satisfied with all the chaste kisses Xiao Zhan gave him. He wanted more. He craved for more.

So, he used his upcoming birthday as an excuse to celebrate 'privately' with a very romantic candlelight dinner under the stars, up on his rooftop.

One way or another, he would get Xiao Zhan into his bed.
 
Too bad Xiao Zhan cancelled their date at the last moment because of a sudden emergency work meeting in Europe.

He was very disappointed but he knew the consequences of dating a rich man, so he decided to accept a last minute work call because apparently there's a flu going around and a few of his workmates were infected.

He arrived around thirty minutes later, when the manager asked him to go upstairs to serve the private party at the penthouse, a service they provide for the famous and rich who wanted to be anonymous.

He just prayed that the rich and famous was not one of the assholes that liked to prey on pretty young things like himself.

He went upstairs to the top most floor, which he had never been before, since the private party usually was on the lower floor, using the gold card provided by his boss.

The elevator opened in a huge foyer and a few men in black guarding beside the elevator. They did not give him a second glance, only waved him into the living room, where the party must be held.

He walked inside, to find that there was no one there. No people, no party. But there were candles and rose petals scattered on the floor, heading to the balcony outside, so he followed it.

Outside, there were no signs of people, or anything resembling a party. Only a single table under the white linen canopy, with rose petals and tealight candles scattered around. There was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. He walked closer to inspect it. 

Veuve Clicquot. 

Nice.

Then he heard the sound of a sliding door, and turned around to find…

"Xiao Zhan… what are you doing here? I thought you were in a meeting somewhere in Europe..." He let out an involuntary gasp, seeing how handsome the older man was with a rolled up shirt and jeans, his hair was floppy and he looked so young.

"Well, I need a full day to cook, and make a birthday cake… so, surprise!" 

Xiao Zhan walked closer and he noticed the birthday cake on his hand, and stars in his eyes.

"Happy birthday, baobei…" he kissed him softly, and it moved him so much it made him tremble.

"Did… did you do this all for me?" He could not hold the emotions that came out gushing like a waterfall. "How did you know that today's my birthday anyway?"

"I have my ways…" he grinned mischievously and put the cake on the table and took out a box of sparklers and a lighter and put twenty one sparklers on the cake and lit it.

"Go on, make a wish…"

He looked at the most beautiful man he ever saw in front of him, and smiled.

"I think I already had one of them fulfilled."

"Oh? And the others?"

"Well, I'm about to make it come true, and it involves champagne, birthday cake, and a bed."

"Oh…?" Xiao Zhan looked at him questioningly, and something in his eyes must have shown him his intention. 

"Oh." 

He loved seeing the blush on Xiao Zhan's beautiful face, and he cupped the face and looked at him straight in his eyes.

"May I?"

And when Xiao Zhan nodded, he carried him to bed and started to undress him, cake be damned.

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He dropped his bag on the floor and fell down on the soft bed of the hotel where he would spend the next three days alone. He just realized that his body was very tense, because of Xiao goddamn Zhan.

Especially his lower region.

Five years. Five fucking years, he was okay with occasional one night stands.

Sex was the furthest thing in his mind, especially when he worked harder than a horse to finish his degree and working around the world to gather experiences and establishing his brand.

All while nursing a broken heart.

He groaned in frustration and finally gave up, and put his hand into his pants, trying to release the pent up frustration and desire as fast as possible.

It took him five minutes and an unsatisfactory orgasm before he finally could relax a little.

He laid back on the bed, hand on his head, and the uncomfortable stickiness in his pants. He wanted to scream out loud and punched something, but finally resorted to throwing the pillow to the floor.

He sighed and stood up to wash his hand and took a long hot shower.

He was getting out of the hot shower with only a towel on his lower body when he heard the doorbell rang.
He ignored it, and dried his hair.

The doorbell rang again, this time accompanied by loud knockings on the door.

He frowned, thinking that this was a one rude hotel employee and planned to talk to the manager later. He opened the door to scold whoever it was when his gaze fell upon a very attractive woman in a business suit.
She looked at him calculatingly from top to toe, and finally gave him a wide smile.

"Wang Yibo, I presume?"

"And who are you?"

He was standing between the door and the room when she pushed him and strode inside like it was her hotel.

"Nice abs, by the way, no wonder Zhanzhan couldn't get you off his mind for the past five years."

What…

He grabbed the woman by the arm and yanked her to face him.

"I asked you a question. Who are you, and what are you doing here? What do you mean by… your statement earlier?"

"Ooh, such a brute, bet you're a tiger in bed too." She shrugged off his hold, and casually sat on the couch. "The name's Xuan Lu. And I'm Xiao Zhan's fiance. Nice to meet you, Wang Yibo."