Chapter 289: Breathing quickened accordingly... (Part 1)

The person opposite also clutched their forehead, just about to open their mouth to strike back, when they suddenly found themselves face-to-face with Zhao De. The expression on Zhao De's face changed in an incredibly complex way, from furious to astonished, and then to extremely awkward, because the two people standing face-to-face with them were none other than Li Shanshan's parents.

"Uncle... A... Aunt, it's you?" Zhao De's expression was extremely awkward, his smile highly unnatural. For the first time, he felt so lacking in confidence when speaking. In his sudden panic, he forgot that his hand was still holding Bai Ling's.

Li Shanshan's mother looked him up and down with a very sharp gaze. When she saw him holding this woman's hand, her brows immediately furrowed tightly, the wrinkles on her face deepened, and her cheeks puffed out. Looking at him with disdain, she sneered: "Zhao De, oh Zhao De! You fellow really are eating from the bowl while eyeing what's in the basin, aren't you?"

In his panic, Zhao De realized he was still holding Bai Ling's hand. For a moment, his expression was very awkward. Facing this sudden situation, it was as if the Zhao De who could remain calm in any emergency had become a different person. Panicked, he hurriedly tried to let go of Bai Ling's hand to show that they were just normal friends. Who would have thought that when he let go, Bai Ling would hold his hand tightly, refusing to let go, and roll her eyes with a jealous expression he had never seen before? This truly exceeded Zhao De's expectations. His mind went completely blank for a moment. Facing the cold glares of Li Shanshan's parents, he was at a loss. After a moment of daze, he forcefully pried Bai Ling's hand away and gave them an awkward smile: "Uncle, Aunt, it... it's not what you think... We are just... just ordinary friends... Please don't... don't misunderstand."

Li Shanshan's mother looked Bai Ling up and down and sneered at Zhao De: "Ordinary friends? Heh... holding hands is also called ordinary friends? You scoundrel, how can you be so dishonest! If we had known you were so untrustworthy, we shouldn't have let our Shanshan associate with you!"

Zhao De's explanation in his desperation not only failed to smooth over the awkward situation but instead made Bai Ling angry as well. She furrowed her brows, glared at him, and pouted: "What... what do you take me for?"

Li Shanshan's mother let out two cold laughs: "See that? That's your so-called ordinary friend! You scoundrel! You've finally shown your true colors today! I'm warning you, don't you ever get close to our Shanshan again! You are not allowed to associate with our Shanshan anymore!"

"Let's go!" After saying this, Li Shanshan's mother kept a straight face, called her husband, and brushed past them.

Zhao De was stunned by today's sudden turn of events. It took a while for him to come back to his senses. Once Li Shanshan's parents had left, Bai Ling let go of his hand and walked downstairs alone, head bowed, enduring the pain from her recent surgery.

When Zhao De came to his senses and realized Bai Ling had already gone downstairs, he hurriedly chased after her. He caught up to her at the hospital's main entrance, grabbed her arm, and said: "You just had surgery, let me take you home."

Bai Ling looked up, looking angry: "Do... do you need to be so concerned about me? I'm just your ordinary friend, don't trouble yourself so much!"

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, look at what you're saying, this was just... just an unexpected situation." Zhao De returned to his usual cheeky demeanor, smiling shamelessly at her, and as he spoke, he gently rested his hand on her fragrant shoulder.

Bai Ling brushed his hand away and said huffily: "Are you and... Shanshan from the bureau... are you... are you dating?"

"Just friends, friends who can talk well," Zhao De lied casually. He didn't want anyone in the bureau to know about the things between him and Li Shanshan; he didn't want anything related to emotions to become a stumbling block in his official career.

Bai Ling looked at him with half-belief, then lowered her head and muttered to herself: "I'm just a married woman... I... I'm not worthy to ask... ask you these things."

"In my heart, Bai Bai Bai Jie, you are the most beautiful woman, the woman with the most feminine charm." Zhao De rested his hand on her fragrant shoulder again, coaxing her with sweet words.

Every woman is unable to resist the temptation of sweet words; this is a common trait. This exquisite young married woman naturally couldn't resist such sugar-coated bullets, especially since the words came from a tall, handsome young man like Zhao De. Naturally, she felt a trace of sweetness in her heart, and for a moment, she even felt a bit shy. Embarrassed, she lowered her head, acting a bit coy, and whispered: "You... you just like to... to tease me."

Seeing that his coaxing had immediate results, Zhao De went even further to make her happy. He rested both hands on her thin shoulders, kneading them bit by bit, smiling "hehe," and whispered: "Bai Bai Bai Jie, think about it, my own conditions aren't bad, right? There are quite a few good-looking girls in the bureau, why don't I find them pleasing to the eye? It's because my eyes can only hold you, Bai Bai Bai Jie. You are the woman with the most feminine charm in our bureau; you're simply too enchanting. Think about it again, if you weren't so enchanting, how would that bastard Section Chief Zhang Da have tried to find ways to sleep with you?" Zhao De's sweet talk was reaching a climax, and he blurted out the words "sleep with you." Bai Ling pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and muttered: "You... why are you talking about that again... annoying!"

Seeing her reaction, Zhao De felt she had calmed down from the earlier incident. He didn't really want Bai Ling to care about this. After all, to him, although the feeling with this woman Bai Ling was good, this beautiful young married woman had her own husband. Using her to pass the time and relieve loneliness was fine, but he had never considered living together. He gently kneaded her fragrant shoulder with his hand, smiling wickedly, and said: "If it weren't for that bastard Zhang Da, I wouldn't even know you, Bai Bai Bai Jie... how would I have done that with you... hehe..."

"Comrade Xiao Zhao... you..." Bai Ling pouted and rolled her eyes at him, feeling both angry and amused. Thinking that not only had Zhao De helped her stay in the bureau and keep her cleaning job, but she had also had that kind of relationship with such a tall, handsome, and masculine young man, she felt warm inside.

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, let me take you home." Zhao De glanced sideways inadvertently and saw Li Shanshan's parents coming out of the outpatient building, preparing to walk toward the main entrance. He hurriedly turned his back, wrapped his arm around Bai Ling's back, and practically pushed her forward.

"Don't use so much force, you're going to push me over." Bai Ling glanced at him faintly. "I just had surgery... my body doesn't have much strength."

While speaking, Zhao De had already guided her to the roadside, hailed a taxi, carefully helped her in, and sat in himself, preparing to take her home.

Bai Ling said: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, there's overtime at the bureau today, you asked for leave to come out... you should go back to the bureau. I can go back by myself, I'm in a car, don't worry."

Out of humanitarianism and the condemnation of his conscience, Zhao De still intended to personally deliver her home before he could rest easy. So, looking particularly dignified as a man, he kept a straight face and said: "Bai Bai Bai Jie, look at what you're saying, what kind of talk is that! I can only rest easy once I've sent you home!"

This serious expression of Zhao De's caused a stir in Bai Ling's heart. In her fragile and humble heart, she had always longed for such care, but she was also a person who accepted her fate, always saying that she was a person with a bitter life, destined to live such a bitter existence. Being able to meet a noble person like Zhao De who always helped her was already a great honor. So, while secretly feeling happy, she could only fantasize about it alone. From time to time, she would glance sideways at Zhao De, a faint rosy luster appearing on her face, and that pair of star-like eyes flickering with ambiguous luster. After the taxi started, her hand moved bit by bit, slowly, toward Zhao De's large palm, pretending to touch it by accident, one time after another.

If you want to hold hands, just say so, Zhao De said to himself, glancing sideways at her with a mischievous smile, gently wrapping his hand around her waist and stroking it lightly.

Bai Ling felt ticklish from his scratching, twisted her body, her complexion slightly rosy, and her breathing became a bit quickened. Her chest rose and fell, and she felt very uncomfortable, yet she enjoyed it.

Zhao De's hand stroked her waist lightly, sliding downward bit by bit, slowly reaching her waist, and gently tucked it inside. Bai Ling felt as if a caterpillar had crawled onto her body, making her feel flustered and itchy in her heart. She clamped his hand with her elbow, turned her face, her complexion rosy, her eyes a bit dazed, breathing slightly, and whispered: "Don't... don't touch."

"Bai Bai Bai Jie, how long has it been since we did that?" Zhao De smiled wickedly, leaned his face close to her ear, and asked her in a low voice.

Bai Ling glanced sideways at him, her heart becoming restless from his words. Her already agitated heart became even more restless, feeling as if it were being scorched by a flame, itchy and unbearable. Her complexion became even rosier, and even the roots of her ears turned red. Shyly, she lowered her head, her voice trembling as she said: "I just had surgery, it... it's not allowed."

Zhao De smiled "hehe" and said: "I didn't say I wanted to."

Bai Ling felt as if she had been played by this guy. With a red face, she rolled her eyes and lowered her head, muttering: "You... you are just teasing me."

In the car, Zhao De kept teasing Bai Ling, making her angry one moment and laughing the next. Feeling that as a woman of humble status, she could be so cared for and concerned about by a man, she felt satisfied.

Zhao De sent her home, carefully supporting her, and helped her all the way into the room, carefully helped her onto the bed, and covered her with the quilt. Seeing this stunning young married woman with ample breasts and a plump bottom lying on the bed, Zhao De's hot blood began to surge again. That full chest rising and falling with her breathing, that appearance with pink cheeks and a white neck, were radiating an alluring temperature like the scorching sun of warm spring, attracting Zhao De's thoughts, making him fall into reverie, feeling a bit dizzy and infatuated.

It was as if a flame was flowing along his blood vessels, scorching his reason. Bai Ling's enchanting face and rising and falling chest emitted an effect like a love potion, making Zhao De intoxicated bit by bit. As if struck by an aphrodisiac, he pressed his red-faced and hot-headed body onto hers.