Chapter 1349

Zhao Desan was indeed a bit exhausted, so he nodded and reached out to turn off the bedroom lights. In the darkness, Su Qing's eyes were still wide open, glancing sideways at Zhao Desan, who had already started snoring. Who knew what she was thinking about in her deep pupils…

After Zheng Ru's matter hit the newspapers, several media outlets followed up and expressed their opinions, causing the matter to spiral into an uncontrollable situation and creating a huge uproar in society. Very quickly, just as Zhao Desan had envisioned, it attracted the attention of the province.

The next morning, when Zhao Desan walked out of the office to go to the bathroom, someone suddenly walked down the stairs quickly with a "clatter-clatter-clatter" sound behind him. Curiosity drove him to look back, and he only saw a back view. He felt this figure was somewhat similar to Zheng the Bald Donkey, so he walked directly to the end of the corridor and stood by the windowsill to look downstairs. Sure enough, after a moment, he saw Zheng the Bald Donkey clutching his briefcase as he came out of the office building, walking hurriedly to his car, opening the door, and driving out of the Construction Committee. Zheng the Bald Donkey's usual style was always swaggering and unhurried; today's sudden rush really made Zhao Desan feel a bit strange. And going out in the middle of the morning without taking He Liping—could it be something important?

It was exactly as Zhao Desan had guessed. Just a moment ago, Zheng the Bald Donkey was sitting in his office looking at the public opinion on the Internet regarding Zheng Ru's matter when the office landline rang. Zheng the Bald Donkey looked at the caller ID and saw it was a landline number. He checked the directory on the wall and found it was the phone number for the Provincial Party Committee Office. He was momentarily confused, wondering why the Provincial Party Committee Office would call. Puzzled, he picked up the receiver and gave a confused "Hello."

"Hello, is this Director Zheng Liangyu?" a woman's voice came from the other end.

"Yes," Zheng Zheng-tu answered, puzzled.

"This is the Provincial Party Committee Office. Could you please come to the Provincial Party Committee Office as soon as possible, Director Zheng? Executive Vice Governor Song has something to discuss with you," the woman on the phone said.

Executive Vice Governor Song wants to see me? Zheng the Bald Donkey had a big question mark in his mind for a moment. He froze for a moment and said, "Alright."

The phone was hung up.

After hanging up, He Liping just happened to push the door open. Seeing Zheng the Bald Donkey frowning and thinking about something, she walked up and asked, "Old Zheng, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Zheng the Bald Donkey said "Oh," looked up to see He Liping had entered, and frowned, saying, "Liping, the Provincial Party Committee Office called and asked me to go over there."

He Liping said in surprise, "The Provincial Party Committee Office called you? Why?"

"I don't know. They said Executive Vice Governor Song wants me to go over," Zheng the Bald Donkey said, his mind full of confusion. He packed his briefcase, stood up, and said, "Alright, Liping, if there's anything in the unit, you take care of it. I'm going to the Provincial Party Committee."

He Liping guessed that the Provincial Party Committee calling for Zheng the Bald Donkey must be related to Zheng Ru's matter; otherwise, what else would Zheng the Bald Donkey have that would make the Executive Vice Governor look for him? "Alright then, Old Zheng, you go ahead. I'll keep an eye on things here," He Liping agreed.

Zheng the Bald Donkey said "Mm," stood up, clutched his briefcase, took his jacket from his boss chair, walked around the desk, and headed out. He Liping hurriedly walked up to open the door for him, followed him out, and pulled the office door shut.

Watching Zheng the Bald Donkey hurry downstairs, He Liping returned to the office and sat down, guessing that Zheng the Bald Donkey's trip to the Provincial Party Committee probably wouldn't end well.

Watching Zheng the Bald Donkey's car drive out of the Construction Committee, Zhao Desan stood in the corridor for a while. Suddenly, he thought that since Zheng the Bald Donkey wasn't there, he could go upstairs to find He Liping and ask what was going on. As Zheng the Bald Donkey's old lover and confidante, she must know what Zheng the Bald Donkey went to do. So, Zhao Desan flicked away his cigarette butt and headed straight for the third floor.

Zhao Desan went directly to the door of He Liping's office. Out of respect for her, Zhao Desan knocked on the door this time.

Hearing someone knock, He Liping asked from inside, "Who is it?"

"Sister He, it's me, Comrade Xiao Zhao," Zhao Desan stood outside, looking around sneakily, and answered in a low voice.

Zhao Desan? What is this brat looking for me for? Hearing it was Zhao Desan outside, a question mark appeared in He Liping's mind. "Come in," she said indifferently.

Getting permission, Zhao Desan pushed the door open and entered, looking at He Liping with a grin, "Sister He, you're not busy, are you?"

"Whether I'm busy or not, what does that have to do with you?" He Liping rolled her eyes at him and said irritably.

"Still angry about yesterday afternoon?" Zhao Desan asked, looking at her with a grin. Yesterday afternoon, because Zhao Desan had dug her so thoroughly, she insisted that Zhao Desan use that thing to get her off. But no matter how impulsive Zhao Desan was, he didn't want to mess with a woman who was on her period. In the end, although he let He Liping reach climax, that feeling wasn't as good as being messed with by the giant thing between Zhao Desan's legs. Because of his refusal to cooperate, He Liping still held a grudge against him.

"What do you think!" He Liping rolled her eyes at him irritably, then mocked, "Looking so tall and strong, how come you don't have any of a man's true colors!"

Zhao Desan's biggest weakness was being afraid of women saying he wasn't a man. He Liping seemed to have grasped his weakness, and this sentence directly poked his soft spot, making Zhao Desan feel very uncomfortable. He stared with wide eyes in excitement and asked back, "Sister He, you say I don't have a man's true colors?" After saying that, he felt it wasn't enough and added, "If I didn't have a man's true colors, how could I have messed you up so badly in the warehouse!"

Facing Zhao Desan's argumentative rebuttal, He Liping frowned and said, "You… even if you did, that was at the beginning, not now!" She glanced at him contemptuously and said, "Look at yourself yesterday, where did you look like a man? It's hilarious!"

"Sister He, I, Comrade Xiao Zhao, am a man standing tall, and a man of flesh and blood!" Zhao Desan said, patting his chest in excitement to show his masculinity. "Whether I'm a man or not, Sister He, you know best. You also understand why I didn't do that yesterday!"

"Isn't it just because you thought I was on my period? It was almost clean yesterday anyway," He Liping said, blushing slightly as she found an excuse. "Even if it wasn't completely clean, doing it once wouldn't be a big deal!"

"But that's not human nature. I… I don't want my little brother to turn into a cactus." Zhao Desan made a desperate defense for why he could hold back so well yesterday. In Hexi Province, there was a legend that any man who had intercourse with a woman during her period would have his member covered in thorns.

Hearing Zhao Desan describe his member as a cactus, He Liping was not only amused by his imaginative description, letting out a string of silver-bell-like laughter, but also said, "Cactus, why not a hedgehog!"

Seeing He Liping amused by his apt description in his urgency, Zhao Desan also burst into laughter at his own impromptu adjective.

Jokes aside, He Liping didn't know what this guy was looking for her for again. After waiting for him to finish laughing, she asked seriously, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

"It's… it's nothing." Zhao Desan felt he couldn't just ask He Liping what Zheng the Bald Donkey went to do right away; being too goal-oriented would make this woman resent him.

He Liping looked at him skeptically, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Would you come to me if it were nothing?"

"There is something, it's just that I'm a bit embarrassed to say it," Zhao Desan said, looking at her mysteriously with a mischievous smile.

He Liping didn't have the heart to play hide-and-seek with him. She leaned on her boss chair, tilted her head, looked straight at him, and said sternly, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush. I don't like men who are too wishy-washy!"

"Alright then, Sister He, I'll say it," Zhao Desan said with a mischievous smile, then walked up and looked at her wickedly, "Sister He, is your period over yet?"

"It's over," He Liping answered, rolling her eyes at him.

"Then your little brother is now willing to serve you, Sister He. I wonder what you think?" Zhao Desan originally wanted to ask about Zheng the Bald Donkey's situation, but seeing He Liping's slender, graceful figure, charming face, and fascinating demeanor, he couldn't help but have that kind of urge. Especially when He Liping was laughing "tee-hee," the two soft, high mounds inside her clothes swayed up and down with her body's slight trembling, making Zhao Desan, who had been dedicated to studying the female body, feel a surge of blood instantly.

"Yesterday you made me so uncomfortable, and no matter how I asked, you wouldn't agree. Today you're so proactive?" He Liping looked at him with a frivolous gaze, her tone filled with complaint.

Zhao Desan chuckled and said wickedly, "Today, consider it my compensation to you, Sister He. You can do whatever you want. I will do my best and not shirk."

He Liping rolled her eyes at him disdainfully and said coldly, "Forget it! I'm not in the mood today!" Yesterday, being messed with by Zhao Desan made her a bit angry whenever she saw him, which was why she spoke so insincerely. ===== CHAPTER 1350 =====