Chapter 1332: Amused

Zheng Jie was amused by Zhao Desan's serious manner, and her mood brightened. She giggled and said: "But it's true, you really have nothing to do with me."

The mouthful of white teeth Zheng Jie revealed when she laughed looked particularly comfortable, and her large, round eyes looked especially clear and bright. The collar of her snow-white shirt, naturally open by one button, revealed a glimpse of fragrant snow-white skin as her body swayed slightly. Although the skin didn't look that tight, that slightly plump feeling exuded an attraction that made Zhao Desan yearn even more. It was white and tender, making him really want to pounce on it and take a few bites. "Sister-in-law treats me too much like an outsider. Who knows, maybe one day I'll have a relationship with you," Zhao Desan said with a mischievous smile.

Zheng Jie, hearing this from Zhao Desan, raised her willow eyebrows and looked at him gloomily. A faint flush appeared on her face, and she said embarrassedly: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you're just joking. What kind of relationship could we have? Unless one day I can come to work at your unit, then we'll be colleagues."

"Sister-in-law, you're still thinking about that?" Zhao Desan asked.

Zheng Jie smiled faintly and said: "Anyway, I don't want to be that tired anymore. Squeezing onto the bus for so long every day is really tiring. Plus, your Brother Zhao is like a block of wood; he knows I'm so tired, but when I come home at night to cook, he doesn't know how to help at all. When Nini has questions she doesn't understand, he pushes them all to me. It's really annoying."

These grievances of Zheng Jie made Zhao Desan realize once again that the relationship between her and Zhao Da was becoming increasingly distant. But this made sense; people say marriage has a seven-year itch, especially when there are children, and a series of problems follow one after another. But Zhao Desan didn't understand that mixed into these grievances was another emotion: Zhao Da's sexual dysfunction. Their marital life was unsatisfactory, and as a woman, she couldn't enjoy the pleasures a normal woman should have. Added to the many dissatisfactions at work, Zheng Jie's grievances toward Zhao Da grew. Although it hadn't reached the point of explosion, Zheng Jie had truly lost her feelings for Zhao Da. It was only the circle of marriage that trapped this traditional woman, preventing her from having thoughts of divorce, but instead making her try every possible way to regain her former happiness. This was also part of the reason she wanted to come to the Provincial Construction Committee to work in the same unit as Zhao Da.

"Then Brother Zhao is really too much. How can he not know how to cherish his wife? A woman as good as you, Sister-in-law, couldn't be found even with a lantern. Brother Zhao doesn't know how to cherish you. If I were Brother Zhao, when I got home at night, I'd let you do nothing, just sit down, and I'd do the cooking, porridge, and help the child with homework." Zhao Desan, while painting Zhao Da as worthless in front of Zheng Jie, established himself as the incarnation of the perfect man.

Although Zhao Desan's words were a bit against his conscience, his sweet talk, like a lotus flower, went straight into Zheng Jie's heart, making her feel extremely warm. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but reveal a gratified smile, and she said: "Then whichever woman ends up with you, Comrade Xiao Zhao, will really be enjoying a blessing."

Zhao Desan stared straight at her and said in a joking tone: "It's a pity that in this society, it's hard to find a woman like you, Sister-in-law."

Zheng Jie raised her round eyes to look at Zhao Desan. At the moment their gazes met, Zhao Desan's firm gaze made her heart tremble slightly, and a faint chill couldn't help but spread across her face. She seemed to sense that Zhao Desan's gaze was a bit strange, and thinking back to what he said, she vaguely sensed something. She lowered her eyes embarrassedly and said with a self-deprecating smile: "What's so good about me? I'm not tall, and I'm not good-looking. Look at the women on the street; they're all so beautiful, know how to dress, have good figures, and long hair. How beautiful."

Zhao Desan, hearing her say this, said bluntly in a moment of urgency: "Sister-in-law, who said you're not good-looking? In my eyes, you're the best-looking."

Zheng Jie wasn't a fool. As Zhao Desan's words became more and more direct, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him. But for some reason, for other men who had designs on her, Zheng Jie wouldn't pay them any mind, let alone sit in such an elegant environment drinking tea. But facing Zhao Desan, although she sensed that he had designs on her too, she just couldn't get angry at him, which left her a bit puzzled herself.

She had always heard her husband Zhao Da say that there was a guy in the unit named Zhao Desan who was extremely eloquent and knew how to win the favor of leaders. Now she had finally experienced it. She felt quite pleased to be praised by Zhao Desan. She raised her slightly flushed cheeks, looked at him shyly with her beautiful eyes, and said in a low voice: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you really know how to talk. Sister-in-law isn't as good as you say at all; stop flattering me."

Zhao Desan said solemnly: "Sister-in-law, I'm serious. You're really good-looking and charming. Brother Zhao is really too much; he really doesn't know how to cherish you at all. It's a pity you're married, otherwise, I'd really want to marry you." Zhao Desan spoke with particular sincerity, once again drawing closer to Zheng Jie's heart, making her feel particularly comfortable.

Zheng Jie, feeling elated, shifted her gaze to the street outside the glass window and secretly laughed to herself. As she laughed, she suddenly restrained her smile and fixed her gaze on a certain spot, looking at it seriously.

Zhao Desan saw the subtle change in Zheng Jie's expression, her eyes staring straight at something. Zhao Desan turned his head to look in the direction of Zheng Jie's gaze and suddenly saw Zheng Tulu's car parked on the side of the road. The window was open, and Zheng Tulu was sitting in the car, waiting for the red light with a frustrated expression. He Liping was sitting in the passenger seat, saying something to him. Just as Zhao Desan looked over, Zheng Tulu suddenly turned his face to look in their direction. Zhao Desan was so scared he immediately ducked his head under the table.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, that seems to be someone from your unit." Zheng Tulu's car drove away, and Zheng Jie retracted her gaze and turned back. She had only met Zheng Tulu at the gate of the Construction Committee, but she didn't know he was the number one person in the Provincial Construction Committee. After Zheng Jie finished speaking and turned back, she suddenly found that Zhao Desan was gone, so she looked around in surprise.

Zhao Desan poked his head slightly from under the table to look out the window. Seeing Zheng Tulu's car drive away, he crawled out from under the table.

Seeing the comical scene of Zhao Desan crawling up from under the table, Zheng Jie widened her crystal-clear eyes and asked in astonishment: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, what were you doing under the table?"

Zhao Desan naturally couldn't say he was afraid of Zheng Tulu seeing him, so he clapped his hands and said with a chuckle: "Tying my shoelaces."

Zheng Jie let out an "Oh" and said: "That person just now is from your unit." Her topic shifted back to Zheng Tulu.

"That's our Director Zheng," Zhao Desan said.

Zheng Jie, upon hearing this, said in surprise: "So he's your Director? I've met him at the gate of your unit. If that's the case, I'll go find him myself and talk to him to see if I can be transferred to work in your unit."

Zhao Desan, upon hearing this, immediately appeared anxious and said: "Don't, Sister-in-law, you must not."

"Why?" Zheng Jie didn't understand why Zhao Desan was so insistent on stopping her from finding him. Previously, when she said that to her husband Zhao Da, he also appeared somewhat nervous and stopped her.

"Sister-in-law, I won't beat around the bush. To tell you the truth, our Director Zheng is a big lecher," Zhao Desan said, leaning forward and whispering. "Sister-in-law, if you go to find him, he will definitely have designs on you."

Hearing Zhao Desan say this, although she didn't know if it was true or not, Zheng Jie couldn't help but shiver. With a slightly flushed face, she said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you're joking with me, right? How... how could that be?"

"It's true, I wouldn't lie to anyone, but I wouldn't lie to you, Sister-in-law..." Zhao Desan vividly described Zheng Tulu's glorious deeds in the office to Zheng Jie.

After hearing these words, Zheng Jie's face was already flushed red with shyness. She couldn't imagine that the number one person in the Provincial Construction Committee would do such shameful things in the office. Thinking of such a situation, Zheng Jie felt a burning sensation on her face. With a flushed face, she looked at Zhao Desan, lowered her eyelids, and stammered because of her shyness: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, is everything you said true?"

Zhao Desan nodded affirmatively and said: "Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you, Sister-in-law? I'm just giving you a heads-up to stay away from that old lecher. None of the decent women in our unit are willing to get close to him."

Zheng Jie was amused by Zhao Desan's words and giggled, saying: "Look at you, it's as if he were a plague god, and no one dares to get close. But just now, didn't I see a woman sitting in his car?"

"That one? That's our Deputy Director. She was transferred by him from the Municipal Construction Committee. As for what kind of relationship the two of them have, I think I don't need to say; you should be able to figure it out, Sister-in-law." Zhao Desan didn't explain it directly but left room for Zheng Jie's imagination.

"You mean they have... that kind of relationship?" Zheng Jie was quite smart and immediately understood Zhao Desan's meaning, but she didn't know how to describe the relationship between men and women, so she used "that kind" to replace the indescribable relationship.

Zhao Desan knew that Zheng Jie didn't know how to describe the term, but he deliberately seized on the wording. Pretending not to understand, he looked at her and asked: "Sister-in-law, what does 'that kind of relationship' you mentioned refer to?"

Zheng Jie saw Zhao Desan looking at her in confusion, and she didn't know if this guy was playing dumb or was really confused. But regarding that matter between men and women, she really didn't know what word to use to describe it for a moment. With a flushed face, she lowered her head and said: "It's... it's an... improper relationship." Zheng Jie finally found a suitable term to express her thoughts.

Zhao Desan then pretended to suddenly realize and smiled, nodding: "Right, Sister-in-law, you're right. Our Deputy Director He and our Director Zheng have that kind of improper relationship. They do that thing in the office all the time. It's fortunate you didn't go to find him today. If you had gone up and bumped into them doing that thing inside, tell me, Sister-in-law, how embarrassed would you be?" Zhao Desan pushed the topic further and further, extending it to the most unspeakable places. Zheng Jie also noticed this and didn't want to get entangled with him in such unspeakable problems endlessly. So she smiled, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, your unit is getting off work soon; I have to go home."