Chapter 1220

"Perhaps Director Zheng promoted you, Sister He, because he wants to cultivate you and have you take over his position." Zhao Desan had already realized from He Liping's intoxicated narrative the inseparable, tangled situation between her and Zheng Tulu. Therefore, he began to be careful, making sure not to say anything out of line, fearing that it might be passed on to old man Zheng by He Liping.

"Maybe so, but regardless, isn't he just using me to satisfy his physiological needs because he sees I have some charm? I know that very well in my heart," He Liping said with an extremely satisfied expression.

"But Sister He, this isn't a solution, is it? It's not good for your family or your work. Have you ever thought about leaving him?" Zhao Desan tried to keep his words as vague as possible.

"Who? Old Zheng or my husband?" Sure enough, He Liping didn't catch his meaning.

"Haha, whichever one you want it to be!" Zhao Desan truly felt like he was sitting in the lap of a woman without being moved.

"You brat! You're really something!" He Liping turned over and climbed on top of Zhao Desan.

After completely taking control, she teased Zhao Desan while asking, "Tell me, which one is it? If you don't tell the truth today, I'm not getting off..."

After a second round of exhilarating intimacy, the two slept tightly embraced until the sky was bright. After a night of deep contact, Zhao Desan finally truly understood He Liping's real charm. She wasn't just a mature woman with infinite allure; she was a woman who could satisfy a man to the extreme. But such a woman is usually hard for a low-level person like him to conquer. So why did He Liping take the initiative to come to the hotel yesterday? Coupled with the things she said while in an intoxicated state, he had a preliminary understanding of He Liping's mind. On one hand, she wanted to use Zheng Tulu to establish herself in the Provincial Construction Commission; on the other hand, she no longer trusted Zheng Tulu. Yet, for various reasons, she still maintained that relationship with him, in a state of deadlock. But after being forcibly possessed by him, she came to deliver herself—it couldn't just be to enjoy the pleasure a woman should have. This confusing entanglement haunted Zhao Desan...

He Liping, at an age like a wolf or a tiger, after being strongly conquered by Zhao Desan, nestled in his arms like a happy little bird, raised her face and said, "Xiao Zhao, do you have this kind of relationship with your Division Chief Lan too?"

"I... Sister He, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Desan was stunned and immediately denied it flatly.

"Haha, I'm just asking." He Liping had actually already seen the passionate photos of Zhao Desan and Lan Mei from Zheng Tulu, but she just wanted to test this guy. Seeing his intense reaction, she knew the things in the photos couldn't be fake.

He Liping lay on Zhao Desan's arm, her gaze wandering for a long time. She really couldn't understand what charm Zhao Desan, this low-level person, had. Besides being a bit handsome and good in bed, what other skills did he have to be able to conquer even Lan Mei, who looked like she was frigid? As she thought, He Liping suddenly felt something enter her body. A tingling sensation made her quickly "hum." It turned out Zhao Desan had launched a third wave of attack on her. This guy's enduring, fierce strength made He Liping fall into a state of infatuation once again, and she began to moan "Mm, ah..."

Zheng Tulu and Lin Dafa returned home on the morning of that day after having a good time with Li Changping at a bath center. Due to the extremely attentive service of the ladies at the bath center, Zheng Tulu had "double-flying" twice that night. Dragging his exhausted body home, he crawled into the bedroom and fell asleep immediately. His wife, Ma Li, seeing him return so exhausted after not coming home all night, stood by the bed and looked at him with heartache. When she bent down to help him cover the quilt, she discovered a bright lipstick mark on Zheng Tulu's neck, which was particularly conspicuous on his thick skin. Seeing this lipstick mark, a surge of bitterness welled up in Ma Li's heart. Although she knew that as the head of the Construction Commission, Zheng Tulu couldn't avoid drinking, socializing, and playing with women, as long as she didn't see it, she could accept it and wouldn't care. But this was the first time she had seen Zheng Tulu bring a woman's lipstick mark home.

Ma Li felt a bitterness in her heart, her nose soured, and crystal-clear tears welled up in her eyes. She silently helped Zheng Tulu cover the quilt, walked out of the bedroom quietly, and sat alone on the sofa in the living room, wiping her tears. Zheng Ru had gone out shopping with friends, and there was no one to comfort her. Ma Li felt she was too wronged. When she married Zheng Tulu back then, he was just a small clerk in the District Construction Commission. After giving birth to their daughter, she stayed at home to raise the children, keeping the house in perfect order, and always silently supporting his work behind his back. Sometimes he would come home late at night after working overtime, and she would still get up without complaint to cook him a hot meal. But over the years, as Zheng Tulu's career in officialdom went smoothly, his position became higher, his power greater, and his social engagements more frequent. The time he came home became later day by day, and sometimes he simply didn't come home at all. When he was at the Xijing City Construction Commission, the affair with He Liping had reached her ears, but she knew that at that time Zheng Tulu's career was on the rise, and those rumors were spread by competitors, so she didn't take them to heart. Later, when she went to the unit to find him because of some urgent matter, she pushed open the office door and saw with her own eyes Zheng Tulu galloping behind He Liping, who was kneeling on the sofa with her butt stuck out. Ma Li was furious for the first time. She rushed over like a madwoman, crying and scolding: "Good for you, Zheng Liangyu, you eat what's in the bowl while eyeing what's in the basin. For the sake of your career, I have always swallowed my pride, and you treat me like this, you heartless guy... wuwu..."

He Liping, seeing the leader's wife catch her and Zheng Tulu in the act, was so scared she was almost stunned. She seemed unable to move while lying on the sofa, exposing her white, bare buttocks, her face pale.

Being caught by his wife in an affair—this was serious. If she made a scene at the unit, everyone in the unit would be waiting to see his show. In a panic, Zheng Tulu pulled up his pants, rushed over, grabbed Ma Li's waist with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, turned his head, and roared at He Liping, who was stunned: "Get out!"

He Liping finally came to her senses from the panic, scrambled up from the sofa, quickly pulled up her panties and pants, and while fastening her jeans, walked out of Zheng Tulu's office with her head down, her heart racing.

That day, Zheng Tulu covered his wife's mouth and tried to persuade her for a full half hour before Ma Li's agitated emotions gradually calmed down. That night, when they returned home, Zheng Tulu personally wrote a guarantee letter, saying he would not associate with other women in the future. Ma Li, who was furious, thought about it for a whole night and later chatted with some of her friends about these family matters. Her female friends, who were also wives of officials, saw it differently. They said, which man doesn't cheat? Especially those who are officials. Let him do whatever he wants outside, as long as there is money to spend at home. They enjoy themselves outside, and women can enjoy themselves too. If it really doesn't work, find a young guy as a lover and get a room every few days to have some fun. What's the big deal? ===== CHAPTER 1221 =====