Chapter 1843

"I don't have any other relatives here, and I suppose we have a bit of a connection. Of course, you can't really help with this matter, but... but I just wanted to tell you." Lan Mei's eyes were filled with tenderness.

See? He was about to use the beauty trap. Zhao Desan reminded himself desperately in his heart to prevent himself from falling into the beauty's nest if he wasn't careful. While thinking this, Zhao Desan said, "Very well, then I am all ears." The scene he had seen at the entrance of the conference room today had significantly diminished Lan Mei's standing in Zhao Desan's mind.

Lan Mei looked at Zhao Desan with a surprised expression, knitted his brows, and asked, "You didn't really drink too much tonight, did you?"

Zhao Desan blinked and replied, "No, I'm quite sober, aren't I?"

"Then why do I feel like you've been acting strangely tonight?" A woman's sixth sense is always accurate.

"Not at all, I'm listening to you very carefully!" Zhao Desan tried his best to hide the panic in his heart, thinking to himself: This woman is truly formidable; she even knows what I'm thinking!

"No, Xiao Zhao, you must be hiding something from me. Otherwise, why do I feel like I'm talking to a stranger?" Lan Mei stared fixedly into Zhao Desan's eyes and said with a firm attitude.

The more Zhao Desan looked at him, the more he felt that Lan Mei wanted to use him to unburden his heart, and his own mentality gradually became twisted. Seeing Lan Mei pressing him relentlessly, in his desperation, he simply laid it out: "What exactly do you want? To tell you the truth, although Zheng Tulu asked me to handle this, I don't know what to do either. Don't count on me to help you! You can ask Zheng Tulu to help you! He treats you so well!"

Lan Mei looked at Zhao Desan as if he had seen a monster. Tears flowed down like a kite with a broken string, but he didn't make a sound. After a long while, he pointed his finger at the room's door and said, "You can go now!"

Zhao Desan seemed not to have understood, and asked with a frown, "What did you say?"

"I said you can disappear from here, and you never need to look for me again!" After saying this, Lan Mei sobbed even more violently, his shoulders heaving.

Zhao Desan asked, puzzled, "What? Can't we be friends if I can't help?" He was still misunderstanding Lan Mei.

Lan Mei seemed to have sensed Zhao Desan's intentions and said bluntly, "Do you think I asked you to come to my house just to have you cover for me in this matter?" He looked at Zhao Desan's confused expression and continued, "If you really thought that, then you are wrong, and terribly wrong at that!"

"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Desan, having his thoughts exposed by Lan Mei, said with some embarrassment.

"It means nothing. I'm just stupid, and I know that asking you for help with this won't do any good. It's just... it's just..." At this point, Lan Mei couldn't go on.

"Just what? Tell me quickly!" Zhao Desan seemed captivated by Lan Mei's words; he really wanted to know what was on Lan Mei's mind at this very moment.

"Sigh, forget it. Since you are so afraid of getting into trouble, you should leave quickly! You are completely different from the Zhao Desan of the past!" Lan Mei looked very disappointed when he said this. He suddenly felt that the Zhao Desan before him was no longer the hot-blooded young man who wouldn't hesitate to fall out with Zheng Tulu for his sake.

Seeing Lan Mei crying silently in such a heartbroken way, Zhao Desan began to regret his wild suspicions. He started scolding himself in his heart: Damn it, what are you guessing for? You think you're so smart? Look, you've made a fool of yourself now, haven't you? Since things had come to this, there was no other way. Zhao Desan could only muster up his shameless spirit and say with a grin, "Director Lan, I... I, actually, that's not what I meant. I... I just felt that I didn't have the capital to help you, but I definitely didn't mean I wouldn't care!"

"Sigh, sometimes I really feel sorry for myself. There have been so many good men who pursued me, yet I haven't been moved by any of them. I don't know what's wrong with me, maybe there's something wrong with my mind!" As Lan Mei spoke, he gently groomed his beautiful hair. Finally, he raised his head, gave Zhao Desan a smiling look, and continued, "I think you should understand what I mean now, right? I... Lan Mei am not that kind of fickle woman, not someone who can just go to... to bed with anyone!"

Zhao Desan wasn't stupid; how could he not understand? But he couldn't quite believe it. How could Lan Mei, who was usually so cold and arrogant, have such straightforward courage? So, to confirm that his ears weren't playing tricks on him, Zhao Desan widened his eyes and asked in surprise, "Director Lan, do you mean... you consider me a confidant? Have you always been... sincere toward me?"

"No, although we had that kind of relationship before, it can only be considered as... lovers. But it's possible that from tonight on, we won't even be able to be confidants anymore!" Lan Mei's words were measured with great precision.

"It seems Director Lan, you are blaming me. It's all because I, Xiao Liuzi, was ignorant and made you angry. Please forgive me." This is the advantage of a small man; when there is no way out, he can use his ability to act shamelessly to cover everything.

"Sigh! I don't blame you, it's just... it's just that I can't accept you looking at me like that." Lan Mei said, looking like he was about to cry again.

Zhao Desan quickly stood up, took a step forward, sat on the back of the single sofa Lan Mei was in, pressed his hands on his fragrant shoulders, and kneaded them gently, saying, "Haven't I already admitted my mistake? Can you stop being so unforgiving?"

"Cut it out, go sit down properly, and don't try to take advantage of me." Lan Mei's mood improved a bit because of his teasing. As he spoke, he wanted to use his hand to push Zhao Desan away, but it was in this push that a problem occurred. His hand happened to land exactly on Zhao Desan's crotch area. Upon contact, his hand seemed to have been electrocuted and snapped back hard.

Taking advantage of Lan Mei's panic, Zhao Desan simply decided to go all the way. Not only did he not return to his original seat, but he also intensified his actions, taking the hands he had been using to knead Lan Mei's shoulders and wrapping them around his shoulders, while his body leaned in and pressed against Lan Mei's...

Lan Mei was like a frightened little bird, his body immediately curling into a ball. He didn't know whether he should refuse or submit, only saying repeatedly, "Not yet, don't be in such a hurry. I still have things to tell you. After we finish the serious business, then... then it won't be too late..."

Zhao Desan was a bit stunned by Lan Mei's words. What did he mean? Talk about serious business first, and then after that... then it would be okay? Did that mean he was mentally prepared? Perhaps it had been too long since he had intimate contact with him, and a wave of inexplicable excitement welled up in Zhao Desan's heart. So, he let go of the hands that were hugging Lan Mei and said with some excitement, "Alright, I'll listen to you, Director Lan, but you're not allowed to lie to me!"

Lan Mei's face flushed slightly, knowing his words had been too direct, so he covered up by saying, "What are you talking about? What lying or not lying?"

Seeing Lan Mei's expression, and that he was clearly covering up his own slip of the tongue, Zhao Desan stopped dwelling on these things. He knew that dwelling too much on this aspect, and caring too much about what he saw in the afternoon, would only result in an unhappy ending. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to take action. Thinking of this, he deliberately asked with a suspicious expression, "Director Lan, what other important matter do you have to tell me?"

Lan Mei sighed deeply again and said slowly, "Actually, this is my own business, but I don't know why I have to tell you. If you feel that what I'm saying has nothing to do with you, then you don't have to listen."

Zhao Desan could see that Lan Mei was adding a lot of fluff because the matter was difficult to speak about. So, he guided him, saying, "Let's put it this way, is that Zheng fellow giving you trouble again?" At this moment, Zhao Desan remembered the scene he had witnessed during the day when he went to find Lan Mei and bumped into Zheng Tulu in the conference room.

"Yes, that's the matter!" Lan Mei replied affirmatively.

"Did he do something to you?" Because he was anxious, Zhao Desan asked in a loud voice, which made Lan Mei jump slightly.

"..."

"Tell me quickly, will you?" Seeing Lan Mei silent again, Zhao Desan urged him anxiously.

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