Chapter 3970

Gao Ying gave him a playful, angry glare and whispered coquettishly, "It's not like I haven't seen it before!"

Zhao Desan looked down at his "thing," then smiled cheekily at the young woman and said, "Since we've already done it, why be afraid of looking? Do you want to do it again..."

Gao Ying's face flushed red, and she gave him a shy look. Recalling the feeling from last night that made her feel like she was in heaven, Gao Ying wanted to as well, but she was worried about her son Niuniu and had to put it off for now. She said, "There's no time today, let's do it another day. Hurry up and get dressed so you can send me back."

Zhao Desan didn't tease her any further; he quickly returned to the room to change into an outfit he felt satisfied with, then took Gao Ying out and drove toward where Biaozi lived.

From where Zhao Desan lived to Biaozi's place, the route passed by the District Committee and District Government. It was the morning rush hour, and just as they were passing the District Committee and District Government, Zhao Desan saw Yang Meixia from afar, dressed in an intellectual professional suit, walking toward the District Committee.

Afraid of being seen by Yang Meixia while carrying another woman in the Audi she had given him, Zhao Desan quickly slowed down. This action immediately made Gao Ying notice something unusual. She turned her head and saw Zhao Desan's gaze fixed vigilantly in the distance. Gao Ying curiously followed his gaze and saw the young beauty she had met at the hospital that day. It wasn't until Yang Meixia's figure disappeared into the entrance of the District Committee that Zhao Desan sped up.

Gao Ying couldn't help but ask Zhao Desan, "Xiao Zhao, are you and that Minister Yang very close?"

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, then understood who Gao Ying meant by "Minister Yang." Guessing that she must have seen Yang Meixia too, he smiled and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "We're both young, so the relationship is naturally better than it would be with an old leader."

Gao Ying smiled and asked, "Are you afraid of Minister Yang seeing us together?"

Seeing a trace of disappointment in Gao Ying's eyes, Zhao Desan hurriedly explained with a smile, "It's not because of that. The key is that I was discharged from the hospital yesterday. If I don't go to work today, I'm afraid she'll tell the district leaders, which wouldn't look good for me."

Gao Ying smiled lightly again and said to Zhao Desan, "Actually, you should find time to properly thank Minister Yang."

Zhao Desan didn't understand why Gao Ying would say that, so he frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Why should I properly thank her?"

Gao Ying replied, "Actually, you don't know this, but the afternoon you were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, because the money wasn't ready, the hospital didn't want to provide follow-up treatment. If it hadn't been for Minister Yang rushing to the hospital to speak to the dean, who knows if you would have recovered by now. It really is thanks to Minister Yang."

"You're saying Yang Meixia helped me?" Zhao Desan felt it was unbelievable. He thought that if he had managed to save his life, it really was thanks to Yang Meixia. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude toward her, but it was only gratitude; he wouldn't truly fall in love with her just because of what she had done for him.

Gao Ying nodded and said, "The medical expenses for your hospitalization were probably paid by her too."

Zhao Desan didn't say anything more, but he felt an increased sense of goodwill toward Yang Meixia. He felt that since Yang Meixia had helped him save his life, he must find a time to treat her to a big meal when he was free.

When they arrived at Biaozi's rented apartment, Biaozi was sitting on the sofa with Niuniu, peeling an orange for him while watching a children's animation program on CCTV-12. Seeing Zhao Desan and Gao Ying return together, and noticing the obvious shyness on Gao Ying's face, Biaozi looked at the two of them with suspicion for a moment before immediately understanding what was going on. He gave Zhao Desan a sly smile and stood up to greet them.

Gao Ying didn't care about anything else; she hurried forward, bent over the sofa, and took her son Niuniu into her arms. Seeing his eyes red from crying and his pouting, aggrieved expression, her heart ached. She hurriedly stroked Niuniu's cheeks with concern and asked with eyes full of love, "Niuniu, are you alright?"

Seeing his mother's anxious expression, Niuniu pouted and said aggrievedly, "Mom, where did you go last night? Why did you leave me home alone? I waited for you all night and you didn't come back, woooo..." As he spoke, Niuniu shed tears of grievance again.

Seeing Niuniu crying with grievance, Gao Ying was about to cry herself. She hurriedly wiped Niuniu's tears while coaxing him, "Niuniu, don't cry. Mom won't leave you home alone ever again. It was Mom's fault. Will you forgive Mom?"

Niuniu nodded through his tears and said, "Mom, don't be sad. I won't cry anymore, and I won't blame Mom."

Looking at her son's sensible behavior, a warm current surged in Gao Ying's heart. Her son Niuniu was the only hope she had for continuing to live. She regarded her son Niuniu as the most precious treasure of her life. She felt very self-reproachful; she had been too selfish last night, leaving her son here alone just to enjoy the pleasures of being a woman. She felt she had been truly too selfish.

Watching the mother and son clinging to each other, Biaozi and Zhao Desan exchanged a look. Biaozi stepped forward, leaned toward Zhao Desan's ear, and whispered, "Big Brother, was she with you last night?"

Zhao Desan looked at Biaozi and played dumb, saying, "No!" As he spoke, he hurriedly changed the subject and said to Biaozi, "In a while, you drive us to the District Central Primary School. We're going to register Niuniu; he's reached the age to start school."

Biaozi nodded and said, "Mm..."

With Niuniu no longer crying, Gao Ying went to make them a simple breakfast. After they finished, she asked Niuniu jokingly, "Niuniu, do you want to go to school?"

Niuniu nodded and said, "Yes." Then he said in a childish voice, "But Mom said we don't have a place to live now, so they won't let me register."

Zhao Desan smiled and said, "In a while, Uncle will take you to register and get you into the best school in the district, okay?"

"Okay!" Niuniu nodded excitedly when he heard Zhao Desan's words.

Seeing Niuniu's happy expression, a warm smile appeared on the young woman's face, and she cast a loving and grateful look at Zhao Desan. Seeing Gao Ying's tenderness toward Zhao Desan, Biaozi couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. But knowing that this peerless beauty liked Zhao Desan, Biaozi dismissed his own thoughts. Biaozi was the kind of man with a sense of chivalry in his bones; in his heart, brotherhood was always greater than romantic love.

Just as they finished eating and were about to leave, Zhao Desan's phone suddenly rang. He took out the phone and saw it was a call from the little beauty Jin Lulu. He couldn't help but frown. He wanted to avoid answering, but he couldn't. If he answered, he was afraid she would make things difficult for him. He hesitated for a long time before getting up and walking to the balcony to answer the call.

"Hello, Lulu, why are you calling me so early?" Zhao Desan maintained his usual polite tone.