Chapter 1585

Regarding Xia Jian's desperate, cornered-dog remarks, Zhao Desan turned a deaf ear and let out a scoffing laugh. Frowning, he scolded, "Take a look at your pathetic self! Talking trash about a woman behind her back—do you even count as a man?" Having said that, he stood up, pointed toward the doorway, and said coldly to Xia Jian, "If there's nothing else, get lost! Don't get in the way of my work!" Zhao Desan had also gained the upper hand over Xia Jian in terms of status, and his temper had grown quite a bit as well.

"Fine, fine, you're all high and mighty now, aren't you? You don't even put me in your eyes! Anyway, I'm telling you, that woman Zheng Jie is no simple character! You'll be too late to regret it when the time comes!" Seeing Zhao Desan stand up angrily to close the door on his guest, Xia Jian immediately rose from Zhao Desan's chair, stepping aside in a flustered and uneasy manner.

"Get lost!" Zhao Desan flicked his hand, and Xia Jian immediately covered his head and scurried out of the office like a rat. It really is true that when a person is down on their luck, even drinking cold water can get stuck in their teeth; just as Xia Jian reached the office door, he happened to run into Jia Wanli walking in. The two of them collided head-on, and under the influence of Xia Jian's momentum—according to the law of conservation of momentum—the heavier Xia Jian rushed toward Jia Wanli at a high speed. Under the powerful impact, Jia Wanli was struck until she saw stars!

"Ah!..." Jia Wanli's sharp cry shattered the tranquility of the first floor, and then she drifted in the air like a falling leaf. No sooner said than done, Zhao Desan was sharp-eyed and quick-handed. At this critical, life-or-death moment, he lunged forward like an arrow released from a bow, then quickly opened his arms to catch Jia Wanli, who had been sent flying by Xia Jian, in his embrace.

The moment their bodies made contact, Zhao Desan felt a mass of soft, yielding flesh plunge into his arms, accompanied by an intoxicating fragrance.

Jia Wanli had originally thought she would end up bruised and battered, but she didn't expect to land in someone's arms. After confirming she wasn't injured, she turned her head in a daze. Seeing that the person who caught her was Zhao Desan, she couldn't help but feel a heroic sense of admiration and respect for this tall, handsome immediate superior from the bottom of her heart.

Xia Jian had also collided and was seeing stars. Rubbing his forehead, he saw that Jia Wanli, whom he had sent flying, wasn't injured but had landed in Zhao Desan's arms. He breathed a sigh of relief and said quite embarrassedly, "Xiao Jia, are... are you alright?"

"Are you in such a rush to be reincarnated! Do you have your eyes on your backside!" Jia Wanli immediately retorted angrily at Xia Jian.

At this moment, Zhao Desan was holding Jia Wanli—this petite, charming young wife with a hot, soft body—in his arms. His two hands happened to land squarely on the two mounds rising on Jia Wanli's chest. Since it was late spring and early summer, her clothes were thin; even through her garments and bra, the softness and slight elasticity of those two mounds were clearly distinguishable. The tactile sensation was truly stimulating beyond measure.

Jia Wanli was still angry at Xia Jian and didn't notice that Zhao Desan's hands were in the wrong place. It wasn't until she glared fiercely at Xia Jian and he left in a huff that she realized something was covering her chest. Looking down, she discovered that Zhao Desan's hands were currently gripping her breasts. She broke free from his embrace in a panic, but the moment she freed herself, her foot slipped, causing her to spin 180 degrees and fall back into Zhao Desan's arms. This time, it wasn't just a simple matter of Zhao Desan touching her "meat buns"; because of her struggle in a panic while falling, her bra shifted, causing Zhao Desan's hands to touch the small protrusions (the nipples) on the two large mounds. When his fingers inadvertently brushed against those small protrusions, a tingling, electric sensation immediately surged from the contact point. Her whole body trembled slightly, and she hurriedly broke free from his embrace. Her face flushed with an unnatural red, and without a word, she walked quickly into the office.

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at it, and realized he had touched her nipples. A wicked smile appeared on his face, and he followed her into the office.

Once inside the office, Jia Wanli's face was slightly flushed. To ease the awkward atmosphere, she muttered, "In such a rush to be reincarnated, honestly! You almost killed someone!"

Zhao Desan, while savoring his heroic performance from just a moment ago, said triumphantly, "If I hadn't stepped in to help, you'd probably be bruised and battered by now, to the point where even your own mother wouldn't recognize you."

"Your mother wouldn't recognize you!" Jia Wanli rolled her eyes at him, though her gaze held a look of gratitude. Pouting, she refused to be outdone.

"Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, failing to recognize a good heart!" Zhao Desan rolled his eyes at her and said.

Jia Wanli had originally been joking with Zhao Desan. Seeing that he seemed angry, she immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Look at you, can't even take a joke. My Deputy Division Chief Liu, thank you, alright?"

"That's more like it." Zhao Desan said with a grin, "I was joking too. Do you think I'm a woman, getting angry so easily?"

Jia Wanli felt she had been teased, so she pouted and glared at him fiercely, saying, "I'm not talking to you!" With that, she turned her head away and stopped looking at Zhao Desan.

Watching this beautiful young wife's childish temper, Zhao Desan really liked it immensely. Especially Jia Wanli's "child-face, big-breasts" look—it really had a unique flavor and was extremely alluring. With this childish temper on top of it, she looked even more like a young girl in her teens.

Watching her chuckle, Zhao Desan also reined in his wandering thoughts. Feeling he couldn't waste any more time, he began to seriously immerse himself in the problems he had been pondering that morning, making meticulous revisions to the first draft of the plan.

Just as he had become fully focused, Jia Wanli suddenly asked, "By the way, Deputy Division Chief Liu, what was Xia Jian running down here for earlier?"

"Huh? What did you say?" Zhao Desan suddenly looked up from his thoughts, asking blankly.

"I said, why did Xia Jian come to the office earlier? He doesn't have any overlap with our work, does he?" Jia Wanli repeated her question, feeling quite curious about it.

If Jia Wanli hadn't asked, Zhao Desan really hadn't intended to speak ill of Xia Jian behind his back; he didn't have that habit. But thinking back to how he had been intimidated by Xia Jian's "fox borrowing the tiger's might" attitude the moment he entered the office, he felt a bit annoyed, so he truthfully recounted what had just happened.

After listening to Zhao Desan's account, Jia Wanli also felt indignant at Xia Jian's pettiness. Standing from the perspective of the disadvantaged female gender, she spoke up for Zheng Jie, saying, "I really couldn't tell; Xia Jian looks like a decent person every day, but it turns out he's not a man at all!"