Chapter 180

Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing reached out to grasp his still-large member, even in its flaccid state, and smiled with seductive eyes, "As long as this thing of yours still works, you'll be able to serve me well."

"This thing has been very obedient these past few years," Zhao Desan said with a beaming smile.

Not knowing where it came from, a buzzing sound like a fly flying about reached his ears. Zhao Desan pricked up his ears to listen carefully and discovered it was his own mobile phone vibrating in his trouser pocket. He said, "My phone is ringing." He climbed off the bed, walked over to the sofa, picked up his trousers, took out his phone, and checked it. Seeing it was a call from Bai Ling, he wondered why she would suddenly call him. He felt full of suspicion. He must not let Director Zhang discover his improper relationship with Bai Ling. He gripped the phone, forgetting to react for a moment. Seeing him not answering the call, Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing asked curiously, "Little Zhao, whose call is it? Why aren't you answering?"

Zhao Desan hurriedly hung up the phone, turned back, and smiled calmly, "Just a buddy. I don't know why he's calling so late. Director Zhang, it's getting late, I'd better go back to my room to sleep. You should get some sleep early too." As he spoke, he sat on the sofa and put on his trousers.

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Desan said, "I'm afraid that if Deputy Director Wang and the others see us, it won't be good for you, and it won't be good for me either."

"You fellow, you're so shrewd in handling matters, and being cautious in everything is good too. You're material for doing big things; I appreciate you."

Zhao Desan gave her a silly grin, put on his clothes, and before leaving, he didn't forget to use a bit of emotional strategy. He walked up, bent over, and kissed Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing twice on the face, saying, "Director Zhang, I'm going back to my room. Get some sleep early."

Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing felt a bit of happiness in her heart. For a woman of her age, the ageless heart in her chest was most easily conquered by this kind of young, strong, and handsome young man. She said with a beaming smile, "I know, Little Zhao, go back to your room and get some sleep. We might have to return to Yuyang early tomorrow; if there's no one in charge at the bureau, things will go to waste."

Zhao Desan opened the door, looked around sneakily, turned back, and said with a beaming smile, "Director Zhang, I'm off then." He walked out the door, not forgetting to remind her of the important business: "Leader, about the matter of transferring me to the Safety and Quality Section..."

"Enough with the nonsense! I remember!" Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing said with an impatient giggle.

Zhao Desan came out of Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang Ailing's room. Just as his front foot passed the doorway of Wang Wang Wang Anguo's room, the door creaked open. Wang Wang Wang Anguo poked his fat head out from inside and hurriedly gave a panicked wink to Zhang Zhang Zhang Xiaoyan, who was inside putting on her clothes and preparing to leave, signaling that there was someone outside. Zhang Zhang Zhang Xiaoyan immediately hid behind the door, looking at him with a panicked expression, obeying his command.

Hearing the room door behind him move, Zhao Desan turned his head to look, and Wang Wang Wang Anguo also turned his face to look at him with a grin.

"Leader, it's so late and you're still not asleep?" Zhao Desan asked with a grin, his expression looking a bit strange.

Wang Wang Wang Anguo laughed "hehe" and said, "I was just about to come out for some air. Little Zhao, why are you not asleep so late? What are you wandering around in the corridor for?"

"Oh, I'm just getting some air too. It's too stuffy in the room," Zhao Desan responded alertly.

Wang Wang Wang Anguo nodded gently and said with a smile, "Oh... it's getting late, hurry back and sleep. We have to return to Yuyang City tomorrow."

Zhao Desan said, "Alright, alright." Too lazy to tangle with him, he turned around, walked to his own door, pushed it open, went in, locked it from the inside, and couldn't wait to take out his phone, turn it on, find Bai Ling's number, and call her.

Bai Ling, this young woman, was usually very frugal and rarely used her mobile phone to make calls, fearing the cost. Calling him so late, there must be something going on, Zhao Desan thought.

After a long while, the call finally connected. Zhao Desan asked her urgently, "Sister Bai, what's the emergency calling me so late?"

On the phone, Bai Ling stammered, "Little Zhao... I... I'm pregnant..."

Zhao Desan thought dismissively that pregnancy was a very normal thing, did she need to report it to him? He giggled and said, "Sister Bai, if you're pregnant, you're pregnant. You don't need to tell me about such family matters, do you?"

"It's... it's yours..." Bai Ling said hesitantly. Zhao Desan suddenly became nervous and said, "Sister Bai... this... this can't be, right? What kind of joke are you playing..." But thinking of Bai Ling's husband, who had been paralyzed in bed for several years and had no ability to perform that act, Zhao Desan felt a bit nervous and uneasy.

Bai Ling said in a thin voice, "I'm not joking... it's true... I've been nauseous these past few days... I bought a pregnancy test and tested it... I am indeed pregnant..."

"Sister Bai, I'm in the countryside now. When I get back, I'll find time to take you to the hospital to have it aborted. Don't take it to heart," Zhao Desan said anxiously.

Bai Ling was silent for a moment on the phone, then stammered, "I... I don't want to abort it... I want to give birth to it..."

"Ah!" Zhao Desan said in shock, "Sister Bai, you absolutely cannot! Whose child would it be if you give birth to it? I'm still young, my career has just started, please don't affect my future!"

"Little Zhao... I told my husband about this, and he agreed... He agreed to let me give birth to it... We will raise it as our own child, and we won't hold you back... It has nothing to do with you... I just wanted to tell you, is that okay?"

"This... Sister Bai, let's wait until I return to Yuyang tomorrow. You come to my office at noon, and we'll talk about it properly."

"Hmm... then I'll come find you tomorrow."

After finishing the call with Bai Ling, Zhao Desan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night. From Bai Ling's explanation, he roughly understood her meaning. Basically, her husband was infertile, and the two of them wanted a child. Now it was just "borrowing sperm to have a child." According to her, he didn't need to take any responsibility. Although it didn't involve him, it was his seed after all. If it were born, it would be a knot in his heart. Zhao Desan felt he couldn't let her give birth to it and had to find a way to persuade her to abort it when he got back tomorrow.

Fortunately, the next morning, after getting up and having breakfast, he followed Director Zhang and the others back to Yuyang. He didn't go to lunch but sat in the office waiting for Bai Ling to come over.

Around one o'clock, Bai Ling came to the bureau from home. After cleaning the front yard and the logistics department area in the back, she leaned the broom against a tree, looked around, lowered her head sneakily, and quickly came to the door of Zhao Desan's office, knocking gently on the door.

Zhao Desan had been waiting anxiously in the office. Hearing the knock, he knew without asking that it was Bai Ling. He hurriedly got up to open the door, and sure enough, it was her. The two looked at each other, and Bai Ling lowered her head.

"Sister Bai, come in," Zhao Desan said.

Bai Ling walked in with her head lowered. Zhao Desan locked the door from the inside and urgently placed his hands on her fragrant shoulders, asking, "Sister Bai, is what you said true? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"It's true, I... I'm not lying to you." Bai Ling lowered her head, raised her eyelids to glance at him, and clutched the corner of her clothes in a panic, looking very much at a loss.

Damn! Getting into this kind of trouble, how unlucky! Zhao Desan cried out inwardly, frowning. He felt his heart was in a mess. He was about to leave this crappy logistics department, which should have been a happy time, but he encountered such a disastrous thing. He looked miserable, sighed, and said, "Sister Bai, let's just abort it!"

"Can we not abort it?" Bai Ling looked up at him, pleading, "I promise... I promise it absolutely won't affect you."

Zhao Desan frowned tightly, looked at her a bit angrily, and said coldly, "Sister Bai, you say it won't affect me, but that's not for you to decide! It will affect me sooner or later! No! You cannot give birth to it!"

Seeing his stern face, Bai Ling knew he was angry. She pursed her lips and said timidly in a low voice, "I promise it won't affect you... If it really doesn't work... I won't work at the Coal Bureau anymore... That's okay, right?"

Bai Ling was desperate for a child, even willing to lose this job she had worked so hard to keep.