A/N: My fever is gone again. I only have a slightly elevated temperature now. So I started to write this chapter. Don't worry, I'll rest a little bit more. Later or tomorrow, hopefully, it will continue as usual with the daily dose of updates.

Actually, Zhan and Yibo had imagined the rest of the evening after their visit to the cinema differently. They were already completely in the mood, wanted to indulge in their love game in their playroom, Zhan was even handcuffed to the bed, when they were interrupted by the doorbell.

Confused as to who was coming to see them at night, the two looked at each other questioningly. They even briefly considered simply ignoring the ringing and continuing, not stopping and devoting themselves completely to each other, as they had planned and absolutely wanted. But then it rang again and again and again. And finally they gave up! Grumpily, Yibo unleashed Zhan again and the two of them, dressed only in bathrobes, went downstairs to see who was the troublemaker who had spoiled their fun.

Side by side, they walked down the stairs and to the front door as the doorbell kept ringing. When they arrived at the front door, Zhan turned on the small monitor that showed them the images from the security camera above the front door. "Zoey?" Zhan asked quietly and Yibo just looked at him confused.

Zhan opened the door and the completely drunk Zoey practically fell into his arms. Slurring her words and laughing, she clung to Zhan and urged him to kiss her. Again and again she tried to kiss him while Zhan pushed her away and Yibo could only stand there in disbelief and watch stunned. He hadn't even known how to react to that.

But maybe the reason Yibo was so distraught was because it reminded him of the day Emily had forced her way into his room and tried to force him to make love to her, kiss her, and take her back.

And just like Emily, Zoey, who had actually always been Zhan's loyal and kind personal assistant and never seemed to be the crazy person she now apparently was, also seemed inhumanly strong. At least it seemed to Yibo that Zhan had a lot of trouble keeping his assistant at a distance. And probably that was normal, as drunk as she was.

After a while of her pestering and constant advances to Zhan, he was slowly losing his patience. He was still trying to keep her away from him gently and in a calm voice, but Yibo saw a switch apparently flip in Zhan and this switched Zhan into his "killer" mode.

Not that Yibo had ever seen Zhan in that mode, he just imagined it that way every now and then. But at that moment Yibo could have sworn he saw exactly how this killer mode was activated. He was therefore also very surprised that Zhan still managed to stay so calm despite everything, but also wondered how long this would continue to go so well.

Yibo also remembered Zhan telling him about his long friendship with Zoey. He assumed that was the reason Zhan remained so calm. After all, the two had known each other for a very long time, since their school days, and had always been friends. And for a while, they were even more than that. So, even before Zhan was married and before he found out that he liked men and had plenty of romps with fellow females back then.

Sometimes when Yibo thought about Zhan and Zoey being a couple for a short time, even though it was almost 15 years ago now, Yibo felt jealous when he saw how well Zhan and Zoey got along and that sometimes she just had to look at him to understand what Zhan was trying to say. Yibo had witnessed more than once how she would look at Zhan and forestall him, saying she would take care of this or that. And every now and then she would complete his sentences. She always hugged him in greeting, and often Yibo noticed her "accidentally" touching Zhan when they were sitting close together, bent over some papers.

There was even a moment when Yibo almost burst with jealousy when he saw Zoey resting both arms on Zhan's shoulders as he showed her some things in a document. She was resting her upper body on Zhan's back as she did so, and Yibo didn't like that at all.He had cleared his throat falsely to get attention and gave Zhan a "are you serious look?" before stomping off angrily and Zhan hastily followed him.

At that point, Zhan had still explained to him that this didn't mean anything and it only happened because he and Zoey have been friends for so long. Still, he promised Yibo that he would make sure she didn't do that in the future. "She still has to get used to the fact that I have a boyfriend now and can't just do things like that anymore." Zhan explained to him then.

Yibo wondered what excuse Zhan might have now. After all, it was more than clear that she saw in Zhan not only her boss and a longtime friend. After all, she kept trying to kiss him and loudly demanded that he kiss her too. And hadn't Zhan claimed that Zoey was into women?

Just recently, even before the big fight, Zhan had told him that Zoey had been into women for 12 years and was even supposed to have a girlfriend. Or at least seeing a woman on a regular basis. Her yelling "I want you to kiss me. I want you to touch me. I want you to fuck me." Clearly spoke against a girlfriend, Yibo was sure of that. There was no doubt about it!

And slowly but surely Yibo was more than just annoyed by her screaming and her constant attempts to kiss and touch Zhan. But he was even more annoyed that Zhan didn't fight her off much more forcefully and didn't tell her loud and clear to stop. He therefore wondered for a moment if he should do it for Zhan.

Should Yibo maybe go in there, grab that damn Zoey by the hair and drag her out of the house by her hair? Well, he would certainly enjoy it, he thought to himself. Because right now he was more than just annoyed with her, and he was also angry because she was the troublemaker who was messing up the beautifully planned night with Zhan.

The more Yibo thought about the fact that this bitch, of all people, was ruining his evening with his beloved boyfriend, the angrier he got and the harder it was for him to restrain himself. And the more he had to hear from her what she wants from Zhan and what she wants to urge him to do, the more Yibo's vision clouded into a deep dark red. An angry red!

A red that Yibo had no idea could even be in him. He didn't even suspect that he was capable of such rage. A rage that bathed everything in that angry red.

After Zhan repeatedly pushed Zoey away from him, she first pretended to give up, but then she literally jumped on him. Yibo had finally had enough. He first grabbed her by her hair and pulled her away from Zhan. Then he grabbed her by her shoulders and yelled right in her face, "Get away from my boyfriend! If he kisses anyone, it's only me! If he touches anyone, it's only me! If he fucks anyone, it's only me! Me, me, me!"

At that moment when Yibo realized what he had just done, he was startled at himself. And it wasn't just him who was confused and startled. Zhan and Zoey also looked at him the way he felt.

Ashamed of his own behavior, Yibo dropped his shoulders and his head. "I'm, I'm sorry." He said and huffed. Suddenly he didn't feel like yelling anymore. He was embarrassed and just wanted to get out of there. He ran to the stairs and upstairs. Zhan watched him go and immediately wanted to rush after him.

But Zoey had also gotten over her shock and jumped on Zhan's back. Zhan had finally had enough! He turned around to the wall and rammed Zoey, who was hanging on his back like a monkey, against the wall. She gasped at the force with which Zhan pushed her against it and she immediately let go of him.

Zhan spun around to Zoey, grabbed her by the collar of her jacket and squeezed it tightly. He pushed her hard against the wall and said, "I have no idea what's going on in your head. But I'll tell you one thing, try to touch me again and I'll break every finger of yours one by one! I should do that anyway, because you've ruined Yibo's good mood!"

Zoey gasped and struggled for breath. She tried with both hands to dislodge Zhan's hands from her collar. But Zhan was much stronger than her and squeezed even tighter instead. "Nothing and no one comes between Yibo and me! Is that clear?" He asked her angrily. Her eyes were watering, her face was bright red and she was gasping for breath, but she nodded and Zhan loosened his tight grip a bit.

Zhan dragged Zoey away from the wall and toward the front door. He opened the door, pushed her out and said, "You can pick up your stuff on Monday! You're fired! As my assistant, but also as a good friend! Don't ever come to me again!" Then he slammed the front door, turned off the lights, and hurried upstairs to Yibo, who was still embarrassed by his outburst of anger, lying in bed in the bedroom with his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

When Yibo felt Zhan crawl into bed with him and wrap his arms around him, kissing him on the neck and nape, Yibo turned to him and said, "I'm sorry I snapped like that."

"No Yibo. I have to apologize to you. I should have kicked her out immediately. I'm very sorry Yibo." Replied Zhan, stroking his cheek.

"Is she gone again?" Yibo asked, even though he knew the answer. Not only because he had heard how loud and angry Zhan became, but also because he had secretly watched the two of them and saw Zhan throw her out of the house. He had seen everything, including her gasping for breath. And although it looked to Yibo like Zhan was about to strangle his now ex-assistant, Yibo knew that Zhan was still in control. He couldn't explain it to himself, he just knew. He knew he was just trying to terrify her.

"Yes, I kicked her out. I want to sincerely apologize. If I had acted sooner, you wouldn't have had any reason to get so angry. And then your good mood wouldn't have disappeared either." Said Zhan.

Yibo shook his head with a smile. He wrapped his arms around Zhan's neck and pulled him to him. He kissed Zhan very sensually, making him realize what he was thinking about much more than this anger. After all, he hadn't been angry at all for so long. He had been ashamed, but the anger was long gone. And even the shame was receding with each passing second.

"I love you Xiao Zhan. I love you so much." Whispered Yibo as he looked deep into Zhan's eyes.

"I love you too. More than anything in this world." Replied Zhan, sparking a tingling sensation in Yibo's stomach that spread rapidly throughout his body. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me Yibo." Zhan opened Yibo's bathrobe, kissed his neck and stroked his body.

But just as the two were about to go back to their playroom and continue there after all, the front doorbell rang again. And this time it wasn't the drunken Zoey who had forgotten what happened shortly before. No, this time it was Zhan's little brother. He couldn't stand it at home in Shanghai anymore after Yibo's big brother told him he was going to the movies with Meng Yao.

Cheng trusted his boyfriend, but he didn't have a good feeling about this, as he made clear to Zhan and Yibo. And both of them knew exactly what he meant. Because they also have the feeling that there is something wrong with Meng Yao. So they sat down together in the living room on the sofa and talked until Cheng was tired enough and retired to one of the guest rooms. But by then it was almost 5 am and our couple in love was just too tired to do more than snuggle up in their bed, kiss goodnight and close their eyes.