Chapter 335

It was just a pity that he had only been to the province once in March or April, taking advantage of the training opportunity, and had contact with Su Qing a few times. Since then, he had never seen her again. Occasionally, he only contacted her through text messages, but what made him gratified was that Su Qing also revealed her longing for him in the text messages.

Without Su Qing, there were other women. In Yuyang City, Zhao Desan never lacked women, and they were all beauties with explosive and hot figures and good skills in bed.

When he began to miss Su Qing and recall the scene of having sex with her in the province, a face walked into his mind. That was Ma Lan. Ever since he saw her once at the opening ceremony of Lin Lin Dafa's Heihe Coal Mine that day, Zhao Desan hadn't seen her for almost more than half a year. And Ma Ting also lost contact with him under Ma Lan's discipline.

Zhao Desan thought in his heart that perhaps taking advantage of this opportunity to report the accident at Gao Gao Husheng's mine to Vice Mayor Yu, he could win back some of Ma Lan's feelings for him. Thinking of this, Zhao Desan picked up his mobile phone, opened her number, and wanted to tell her about this matter. But after hesitating for a while, he felt that it was better not to tell her before the matter was successful. Wait until Gao Gao Husheng was knocked down before giving her a surprise.

Just at this moment, the office door suddenly rang three times "dong dong dong."

This made Zhao Desan feel a bit panicked for a moment. While deleting the photos on the computer, he forced himself to be calm and held his breath without making a sound.

But the person outside seemed to know that there was someone inside and continued to knock on the door three times.

Not long after the text message was sent, Ma Lan replied with a message, which made Zhao Desan feel overjoyed. He said he wanted to find Ma Lan and talk to her about these things in person. Unexpectedly, the message Ma Lan returned agreed.

"Me." A woman's voice came from outside. The voice was very small, and it sounded like a voice completely different from Su Jing's. This voice sounded even more full of feminine gentleness and magnetism.

Although it wasn't Su Jing's voice, the feeling was very familiar.

Zhao Desan frowned slightly. While confused, he walked to the door and asked again: "Who is it?"