Chapter 1846

"It's not like you haven't seen it before!" Lan Mei seemed less shy at this moment. Looking at Zhao Desan's surprised expression, he instead began to test Zhao Desan.

"Oh, I've seen it, oh, no, no, no, I haven't..." Zhao Desan was already incoherent.

"I believe the first part, but I'm afraid even you don't believe the second part!" Lan Mei slowly unbuttoned one more button on his chest, making the exposed one even more obvious.

Zhao Desan had seen this beautiful asset countless times, yet his face flushed red all of a sudden. He felt that his brain seemed to have short-circuited when he saw that mass of snow-white, and it wasn't working well. Such a simple question, which he could usually figure out with his heels, how could he make such a low-level mistake at a critical moment? Thinking of this, Zhao Desan smiled awkwardly and said, "That's true, that's true, of course I've seen it."

"Alright, I won't talk to you about this anymore, look here!" Lan Mei said, pointing his finger at the one on his chest. Zhao Desan really wanted to lean in and take a look, but he didn't know if Lan Mei was testing him or if he had some other intention. Hesitating, he deliberately dodged backward, as if he had seen something terrible.

Seeing Zhao Desan's cowardly appearance, Lan Mei said unceremoniously, "I'm not bothered, why are you dodging? Where did that courage from before go? You went to Beijing and became shy? Are you going to look or not? If you don't want to look, I won't show you."

"Don't, don't, I'll look, I'll look." Zhao Desan didn't know why he answered so readily, and his actions were very swift. He lowered his head and looked at that mass of snow-white. This look was no small matter; the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably because he saw a row of red tooth marks clearly on that snow-white mass. His heart sank, and he immediately asked, "This, this is the masterpiece of that old bastard, right!"

Lan Mei nodded slightly and said, "This is the reason I wanted you to see. This is the method of this cunning old thing. After he bit me, he still said righteously: 'This is the mark I left for you. If you go back on your word tomorrow and don't let me... let me do it, then I will use this as evidence to ruin your reputation!'"

Zhao Desan couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up with a "whoosh" and said fiercely, "Damn it, if I don't avenge this, I swear I'm not a man!"

After covering his clothes, Lan Mei said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I didn't ask you to come here to stand up for me. If that were the case, I wouldn't have told you the truth. I was just afraid you would misunderstand that I have something going on with that old thing. I was forced to do it. I have to fulfill my promise tomorrow. I asked you to come today because before we part ways, I want to give my first time to you... my favorite little man." Lan Mei felt that once he was controlled by Zheng Tulu again and became his plaything, not only would Zhao Desan no longer approach him, but he himself would feel dirty and unworthy of touching Zhao Desan.

"What?" Zhao Desan couldn't stand steady and swayed, asking with a trembling voice, "You... your first time?"

"I... I mean that place, what? You don't believe me?" Lan Mei asked, feeling very aggrieved, but then said, "You'll believe it in a while..." After saying this, his face was immediately covered with a blush.

Zhao Desan didn't listen to the second half of Lan Mei's sentence at all. His mind was full of anger, and he felt ashamed of the old guy's despicable methods. What made him even angrier was that this old thing actually wanted to play... to play with Lan Mei's back. He thought: Since you are unjust, don't blame me for being unrighteous. Thinking of this, Zhao Desan said with a serious face, "Director Lan, you must not go tomorrow. This is a trap set by the old guy!"

"A trap?" Lan Mei asked, very puzzled.

"Of course, I'm afraid you don't know yet. In fact, the root cause of this migrant worker wage-demanding incident is that the boss ran away with the money, it has nothing to do with you at all. If you say you are responsible, then their leaders also have responsibilities!" Zhao Desan said while thinking.

Lan Mei sighed "Sigh" and said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I know you're saying this to comfort me because you're good to me."

Zhao Desan was truly dumbfounded when he heard this. He waved his hands vigorously and said, "Director Lan, what I'm saying is all true, absolutely not to comfort you."

Lan Mei suddenly became serious. He said solemnly, "But after all, this project was my responsibility, and I signed the completion settlement!"

"But the leaders also have to approve it. The power to use funds is not in your hands!" Zhao Desan said.

"I know, but I am the person responsible. Those people were pushed to me by the one surnamed Zheng at the beginning, and the one surnamed Zheng has been trying every possible way to deal with me. What can I do? Vice Director He is standing with him! You came back, and the one surnamed Zheng let you handle this matter." Lan Mei looked very aggrieved.

"A dog relying on its master's power!" Zhao Desan said indignantly. At this point, he seemed to understand something. It seemed his guess was correct; the old guy had started pushing troublesome matters onto him. He then asked, "That Li Fang must be quite good-looking, right!"

Lan Mei looked at Zhao Desan with a strange expression and said disdainfully, "Does it have anything to do with this matter whether Li Fang is pretty or not?"

"Oh, that's just what I think, so I'm just asking." Zhao Desan answered truthfully.

Lan Mei nodded and said, "You guessed right, that Li Fang is indeed a pretty woman, but she's a bit short. If it were you, she definitely wouldn't be a match..."

"Stop... stop..." Zhao Desan pointed at his palm with one finger, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I was just making an association, how did it get to me?"

"Humph, with your status and position in the unit now, it wouldn't be easy to want to get a young migrant woman who is plotting for the migrant workers." At this critical moment, the woman actually still put jealousy first.

Zhao Desan was making things worse the more he explained, but his mind was still anxious about how Lan Mei should deal with Zheng Tulu tomorrow. If he didn't go to Zheng Tulu to trade his body for peace, then Zheng Tulu would definitely not let him go. Moreover, Zheng Tulu now had evidence that he had had intimate contact with him, which made things difficult.

Seeing Zhao Desan stop talking, Lan Mei pursued, "That's what you think, right? Otherwise, why wouldn't you talk? Look at you, you haven't paid any attention to me since you came back from Beijing."

Zhao Desan finally came back to his senses. Because he was anxious, he said to Lan Mei unpleasantly, "What time is it, and you're still in the mood to joke."

"What are you talking about?" Lan Mei seemed to be teasing him on purpose.

"Are you really going to find Zheng Tulu tomorrow and dedicate your place to him?" Zhao Desan reminded him.

"Oh my, it seems you really care about me." Lan Mei seemed to have changed into a different person.

Zhao Desan looked at Lan Mei, puzzled, and said, "Director Lan, you haven't been stimulated, have you? Or are you very eager to find Zheng Tulu and dedicate yourself to him!" Zhao Desan's words carried some irony about his change.

"Go away, if that were really the case, I would be the one who is sick!" Lan Mei said bluntly.

"Then why do you look like you don't care at all?" Zhao Desan said with a frown.

"There's no need to care about this at all now, because I've already made a new decision. I'm not going to find Zheng Tulu tomorrow." After saying this, Lan Mei let out a long sigh of relief.

"Then aren't you afraid that Zheng Tulu will make a fuss, use the migrant worker wage-demanding incident to make things difficult for you, and leave a mark on your file..." Zhao Desan said earnestly. He really found it hard to fathom what kind of code that old fox Zheng Tulu was playing. Was he trying to kill two birds with one stone, wanting to suppress him while also regaining Director Lan?

"Afraid, of course I'm afraid. That's why I asked you to come tonight. I think you must have a way." After saying this, Lan Mei gave Zhao Desan a sweet smile.

Damn, Zhao Desan cursed inwardly, thinking: Director Lan, oh Director Lan, how did I seem to have misjudged you? Aren't you using me? But why am I so willing to let her use me? Perhaps this is

the charm of this beautiful young woman! Thinking of this, Zhao Desan asked again, seemingly very uneasy, "Then, did you really get taken advantage of by Zheng Tulu in the conference room today?"

Lan Mei finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He laughed "giggle" and then leaned his head toward Zhao Desan's ear. Zhao Desan thought he had a secret to tell him, so he quickly leaned his cheek over. He heard a "pop" sound, and Lan Mei kissed him lightly on the face, saying with a smile, "I knew your brain was up to no good. To tell you the truth, Zheng Tulu didn't take advantage of me at all. Humph, who do you think I am? Can that old guy easily take advantage of me?"

Zhao Desan was stunned...

Lan Mei blinked his large eyes and looked at Zhao Desan's confused appearance with a smile, saying nothing more. In fact, his seemingly happy appearance was entirely built on the bone-deep pain within, he just didn't want Zhao Desan to worry too much about him.