Chapter 1570

"Can't you come earlier?" Jia Wanli demanded.

"I have other things to do. I'm squeezing this time out of a busy schedule to help you, and you're still being picky?" Zhao Desan said.

Jia Wanli also needed his help, so she could only reluctantly agree: "Alright then, call me when you're done, and I'll drive over to pick you up."

"Sure, no problem." Zhao Desan said readily. Immediately thinking of something, he quickly added: "By the way, you need to make sure your husband Meng Feng is okay with it first, so I don't get kicked out after I arrive!"

Hearing his concerns, Jia Wanli chuckled while dismissing Zhao Desan's worries: "Don't worry, Meng Feng won't do that. I've long known about the things he's done at the hospital; he's not exactly a straight-laced person himself."

Jia Wanli spoke unintentionally, but to Zhao Desan, it sounded a bit strange, so he asked: "Wanli, judging by what you're saying, am I not a straight-laced person?"

Once Zhao Desan said this, Jia Wanli realized she had spoken carelessly. She hurriedly and anxiously denied it: "No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant that since he's done so many ugly things himself, he couldn't possibly say anything. Besides, this method was his idea; if he were to object, wouldn't he be shooting himself in the foot?"

"Wanli, you need to understand, I'm only lowering myself to do this for your sake. In any case, you must prepare your husband Meng Feng mentally. I don't want him doing anything outrageous while I'm trying to help."

For Zhao Desan, sleeping with another man's wife in front of him was a significant challenge. Although they had rehearsed at Zhao Da's house on Friday night, Zhao Da had been drunk, and he himself had consumed quite a bit of alcohol; the rehearsal hadn't exactly been done in a clear-headed state. If he really had to do it with Jia Wanli in front of her husband while completely sober, he was genuinely nervous. What if, at the most intense and self-forgetful moment, Meng Feng couldn't handle the stimulation and changed his mind? Wouldn't that be a disaster? Thus, Zhao Desan remained quite vigilant.

"Don't worry, why are you so long-winded? I'm a woman, and even I'm not worried, why are you so timid?" Zhao Desan's caution was mocked by Jia Wanli as cowardice. She then used a mix of soft and firm words, speaking gently: "You don't need to worry about Meng Feng at all. He's a doctor and takes these things very lightly. You don't have to worry about him not being able to wrap his head around it."

Under Jia Wanli's guidance, Zhao Desan's vigilance relaxed slightly: "Alright, I'll call you when I'm done, and you can come pick me up. I'll get back to work now, we'll talk when we meet!" With that, Zhao Desan hung up the phone, trying not to overthink the matter. A real man keeps his word; Zhao Desan felt that since he had boasted and promised Jia Wanli, he had to see it through, even if it meant climbing a mountain of blades or diving into a sea of fire. This was his only virtue: integrity—doing what he said he would do.

After finishing the call with Jia Wanli, perhaps because he had been with Zheng Jie for the past two days and had been intimate so many times, draining all his energy on her, Zhao Desan felt exceptionally sleepy and tired. His eyelids felt heavy, and before long, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up and opened his eyes, he found the room was pitch black. Outside the hotel window were the flickering neon lights of the city and the lights of ten thousand homes. Zhao Desan rubbed his temples, blinked his sore eyes, and glanced at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock—the time he had promised Jia Wanli. He quickly gathered his spirits, fumbled to turn on the room light, walked into the bathroom completely naked, and turned on the shower. He rinsed his whole body with cold water, which finally made him feel clear-headed. Coming out of the bathroom, as he was getting dressed, the impatient Jia Wanli called. Without needing to think, Zhao Desan knew it was Jia Wanli urging him. He picked up his phone and, sure enough, it displayed Jia Wanli's name. As he buttoned his shirt, he answered the call and, without waiting for her to urge him, said directly: "Will you be coming to the hotel entrance to pick me up tonight..."

Jia Wanli, who was just about to lose her temper and question him, paused after hearing this, clarified the specific address, and hung up.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Desan dressed unhurriedly, walked out of the room, checked out at the front desk on the first floor, exited the hotel, and stood by the roadside lighting a cigarette, waiting for Jia Wanli to drive over.

At nine o'clock, the city was at its most prosperous. Seven-colored neon lights illuminated the ancient city, making it look colorful and exuding an atmosphere where the ancient and modern perfectly blended. This was the first time Zhao Desan had stood alone in the night to carefully appreciate this ancient city. The streets were filled with a constant stream of traffic extending into the distance. Watching the various pedestrians passing by, seeing couples holding hands and showing affection, Zhao Desan suddenly felt exceptionally lonely. He had no family, no true friends, only numerous women he had met on his career path, who provided him with a little comfort. He suddenly longed for a life where he could hold the hand of a girl he liked, stroll the streets in his spare time, eat street food together, and laugh together. But he was already on this path; he was a man who would walk one road to the end. Since he had chosen the path of an official, no matter what pain he had to endure, Zhao Desan felt he would persist.

Sigh! Don't think about it so much. Lost in thought, Zhao Desan's train of thought was only pulled back to the present when a motorcycle roared past him. Looking at this noisy city, he smiled wistfully, threw away the cigarette butt, and looked around. He saw a car driving toward him with its lights on, the glaring headlights making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes. A moment later, the car slowed to a stop by the curb next to him. Zhao Desan, without a word, walked up, ready to give the driver a lecture, but when the car door opened, the person who stepped out was none other than Jia Wanli, whom he had been waiting for.

"Damn, I wondered who it was! Blinding me so I couldn't even open my eyes, turns out it's you!" Zhao Desan said, pointing at the stylishly dressed Jia Wanli.

"Got tired of waiting?" Jia Wanli asked with a very alluring smile. She wore a low-cut spaghetti strap dress with a white, transparent silk shawl over it—fashionable yet noble. It made this young wife look even more sexy and charming, causing Zhao Desan, who had been full of anger just a moment ago, to have his eyes light up the moment he saw her sexy and enchanting outfit. He stared straight at her, forgetting himself for a moment.

Whenever she wasn't at work, Jia Wanli liked to wear her most beautiful clothes. So, seeing Zhao Desan staring at her so intently, she didn't realize the reason at first, thinking there might be something on her clothes. She paused, looked down at her outfit, and found it clean and perfectly fine. She looked up, confused, and asked: "Deputy Section Chief Liu, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Wanli, why are you dressed so beautifully today?" Zhao Desan finally came to his senses and smiled, complimenting the extremely pretty and charming Jia Wanli.

What woman doesn't like being complimented on her beauty by the man she likes? Although Jia Wanli was already a wife, she had a relationship with Zhao Desan that was even more intimate than a marriage, so she naturally loved hearing Zhao Desan's praise. She felt extremely pleased, smiled radiantly, and said proudly: "I dress like this all the time, it's just that you rarely have the chance to see me outside of work."

"So beautiful, so pretty." Zhao Desan complimented her with more sweet words, wanting to narrow the distance between them so that the feeling of alienation in his heart would diminish.

Jia Wanli, feeling flattered by Zhao Desan, became even more smug. She gave him an enchanting glance, checked her small, exquisite watch, and said: "Alright, get in the car, we can talk slowly on the way." With that, she bent over and slipped into the car.

Zhao Desan chuckled, opened the passenger door, and sat in next to Jia Wanli.

Glancing at Zhao Desan, who had gotten into the car, Jia Wanli started the engine and headed back toward her home. Along the way, to dispel Zhao Desan's concerns and the slightly tense atmosphere, Jia Wanli kept finding lighthearted topics to chat about. Zhao Desan also tried his best to suppress the growing anxiety and tension as they neared their destination. However, as they got closer to Jia Wanli's home, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel nervous. When the car stopped in the residential complex and he followed Jia Wanli upstairs, Zhao Desan felt sweat breaking out on his forehead. Perhaps it was because he was too nervous, or perhaps because of the physical exertion, but after climbing a few flights of stairs, his legs felt weak. When he reached her door, his legs felt so soft he could barely stand. His face looked dull and lackluster from the tension, and fine beads of sweat had even formed on the tip of his nose.

While ringing the doorbell, Jia Wanli turned her head to look at the anxious Zhao Desan. She, however, acted as if nothing were wrong, smiling with an extremely relaxed expression, and encouraged him: "Look at how nervous you are, is it really necessary? You're usually so capable, show me your masculine side, there's nothing to be nervous about!"

Although she said that, it was indeed the first time Zhao Desan was going to do something he had never even imagined before. How could he not be nervous? So he smiled slightly awkwardly, and when the door opened, he took a deep breath to calm his anxious emotions.

As the door opened, the person who opened it was none other than Jia Wanli's husband, Meng Feng. Zhao Desan pretended to be calm and smiled at him: "Hello?"

859. Chapter 846: As a Doctor

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