Chapter 1661: A Painful Face

It turned out that just as Zhao Desan was walking out with a proud laugh, Lan Mei happened to be walking down from upstairs. Before she had time to call him, she saw Zhao Desan walking straight into the tightly closed glass door, resulting in a direct hit, which made Lan Mei, who was usually not one to laugh, also purse her lips and let out a 'giggle' like silver bells.

Seeing that it was Lan Mei who discovered his shameful appearance, Zhao Desan felt incredibly shy. His face flushed red at once, and he covered his head, saying somewhat embarrassedly: "Section Chief Lan, you... you stop laughing."

"Why don't you look where you're walking? So careless!" Lan Mei walked up while laughing and lecturing.

Speaking of this, Zhao Desan felt a bit indignant. He looked at the tightly closed glass door and vented his dissatisfaction, saying: "Who knew? Usually, this door is open, why is it closed today!"

"Then you should look where you're walking yourself. I just saw you walking while laughing out loud. What happened to make you so happy?" Lan Mei walked up and asked curiously.

"No... nothing." Zhao Desan thought of the matter of teasing Jia Wanli just now and pretended that nothing had happened, while thinking in his heart: is it 'good begets good, evil begets evil'? Just now he teased Jia Wanli, and now he had received retribution.

Lan Mei didn't dwell on this question either. Seeing Zhao Desan covering his head, still groaning in pain and talking to himself: "It hurts to death... ouch... so painful..."

"Let me see..." Seeing Zhao Desan in such pain, Lan Mei knew that this bump was not light. At the moment of the collision, even she, who was five or six meters away, felt the whole building shaking slightly. As she spoke, she took Zhao Desan's hand away, raised her face, and looked carefully at his forehead. She saw a bump the size of a walnut, which had already swollen up, and said with extreme heartache: "Look at you, you bumped such a big bump." She used her hand to touch it gently and asked with heartache: "Does it hurt?"

Zhao Desan immediately shivered all over from the pain, looked at Lan Mei with a painful face, sweat oozing from his nose, and panted: "No... doesn't hurt." After saying that, he whispered 'ouch, ouch'.

"Still doesn't hurt? Really doesn't hurt?" Lan Mei saw Zhao Desan's painful face and knew that this bump must not be light. It was a lie that it didn't hurt. Knowing this guy was again putting on a brave face in front of her, she asked back.

"Doesn't hurt!" Zhao Desan answered very firmly again, acting like a hero in front of Lan Mei, but in his heart, he was secretly calling out: I'm going to die of pain, it hurts so much, ouch...

"That's enough, still pretending in front of me, go and take a look!" Lan Mei gave him a white look and looked at him with that cold look as before.

It had been a long time since he worked with Lan Mei day and night. Suddenly, Zhao Desan felt a bit of strangeness between them. But this strangeness was built on the feeling produced after a long period of alienation. Looking at Lan Mei's somewhat cold appearance, Zhao Desan seemed to return to the feeling of seeing her for the first time more than a year ago, giving people a proud, cold, and somewhat unapproachable feeling. This strangeness made Zhao Desan not know what to say for a moment. Like a child who made a mistake, he looked at her blankly and lowered his head.

Lan Mei seemed to see that Zhao Desan had a sense of being at a loss when facing her again, but her feelings for him were from the heart. Over the past year, Zhao Desan had indeed paid too much for her. If it weren't for her being drugged and raped by Zheng Tulu, and him being willing to stand up for her, Zheng Tulu probably wouldn't have gone to such lengths to deal with him. Lan Mei stared at him affectionately for a few seconds. Seeing that he was still groaning in pain because of the pain on his forehead, she didn't say anything else. While opening the glass door, she took his wrist and said: "Let's go, go to the hospital and take a look, don't bump into any problems!"

Lan Mei said this because she was too worried about the injury on his head, but somehow, it sounded a bit playful, which made Zhao Desan laugh, and he followed her out of the office building, saying: "What kind of problems could I bump into?"

Lan Mei then realized that her words were a bit too serious, and she couldn't help but giggle. This smile was the most charming smile Zhao Desan had ever seen. That cold face suddenly bloomed with such a bright and innocent smile, which was a kind of intoxicating feeling.

Without knowing it, Zhao Desan sat in Lan Mei's car. When he came back to his senses from his memories of himself and Lan Mei, he found that the car had already arrived at the hospital entrance.

"Section Chief Lan, what are you doing here?" Zhao Desan seemed to have forgotten the big bump on his forehead for a moment and asked with a confused look.

"Take a look at the bump on your head." Lan Mei looked at him somewhat dumbly and pointed to the bump on his head.

Zhao Desan then remembered that he was injured on his forehead, and said 'oh', fearing that if it took too long, it would make Yingying wait anxiously, so he subconsciously looked at his watch.

Seeing his subtle movement, Lan Mei asked: "What? Xiao Zhao, do you have urgent business?"

"No... no..." After Zhao Desan finished speaking, he immediately felt he had said the wrong thing, because he felt that if he said he had nothing to do later, it would be hard to justify not staying with Lan Mei for a while longer. So after saying it, he immediately patted his forehead while preparing to say he had business. For a moment, he forgot the swollen bump on his forehead. After one slap went down, he immediately suffered the consequences and cried out in pain 'ouch'.

"What are you doing, why are you hitting yourself?" Lan Mei immediately leaned over with heartache, held his head, and puffed carefully at the swollen bump. Zhao Desan's head was held in her arms like this, and his line of sight happened to see the collar of Lan Mei's white short-sleeved shirt. Under the two naturally unbuttoned buttons was a piece of snow-white skin, as well as about one-third of a white, tender big bun. This skin was truly too white. Because Lan Mei paid great attention to the maintenance of her figure and skin, this skin was even whiter than Zheng Jie's. It was a kind of white that went into the heart, tender like water tofu, making Zhao Desan wish he could directly press his mouth on it and take a bite.

"Why are you so careless, why are you hitting yourself!" Lan Mei said while 'puffing' at the swollen bump on his forehead and lecturing.

Looking at her chest that was expanding and enlarging with each 'puff', Zhao Desan felt a bit confused. His two eyes stared fixedly at her collar, at the one-third of the white, tender big bun exposed, which truly made Zhao Desan somewhat irresistible. He couldn't help but move his Adam's apple, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then opened his mouth. When he opened his mouth, because he was really a bit excited, the saliva in his mouth suddenly flowed out and happened to fall along Lan Mei's collar.

Oh my mother! Terrible! After realizing his loss of composure, Zhao Desan immediately turned his face red and shifted his gaze to the side. Immediately after, Lan Mei felt a sudden chill on her breasts, so she stopped 'puffing' and looked down, only to find a drop of saliva on her breasts. Does this still need guessing? Without thinking, Lan Mei knew whose saliva this was. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Desan somewhat shyly. It just so happened that Zhao Desan also secretly aimed at her, and the two's eyes collided inadvertently. Zhao Desan immediately turned his head, dodging Lan Mei's gaze, and while opening the car door to go down, he said evasively: "Section Chief Lan, you go back, I'll go and put on some medicine and bandage it, there's no big problem."

"I'd better go with you." Lan Mei was very concerned about the injury on Zhao Desan's forehead, and while saying this, she opened the car door and followed him down.

Because he was too out of composure in the car, that shameful act made Zhao Desan really embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to Lan Mei. The two walked into the hospital one after another, went to the emergency department to check the bump on Zhao Desan's forehead, and the doctor said there was no big problem, did a simple bandage, opened a bottle of safflower oil, and that was it.

Coming out of the emergency room, when walking out of the hospital, Zhao Desan thought about how he had recently used the non-existent Zheng Jie and Zheng Tulu's erotic photos as a handle to bluff the old bald donkey, making him promise not to harass Zheng Jie and Lan Mei, the two women he liked very much. So he asked Lan Mei: "Section Chief Lan, has that old bald donkey made things difficult for you recently?"

"No." Lan Mei said casually.

"That's good, it seems the old guy still keeps his word!" Zhao Desan said with a sigh of relief.