Chapter 4179

After it was over, Zhao Desan looked at Gao Ying's flushed face and said, "Sister Gao, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to be like this?" Zhao Desan would sometimes reflect on himself, thinking it was better to do such things less often.

Gao Ying smiled warmly, "Desan, you are my savior. I have given myself to you, so no matter what happens in the future, you are my man. But I won't affect your life, nor will I affect you finding a partner..."

Zhao Desan leaned on the sofa, his emotions gradually calming down. He didn't know if it was because he was moved or felt sorrowful, but hot tears welled up in his eyes. He complained in his heart, why were all these women so good to him, leaving him unable to decide who he should be with? He actually really wanted to have a happy family.

Staying with Gao Ying until around six o'clock, Zhao Desan finally came out of Biaozi's rented apartment, switched to the Audi, and headed to the Xijing city center to attend the class reunion.

In a quiet private room at the top-floor restaurant of the Xijing Hotel in Xijing City, the university goddess Jiang Mengfei, dressed in gorgeous attire, appeared dignified and beautiful. Six or seven years had passed, and when Zhao Desan saw her again, he found that the youthful aura about her had been replaced by maturity. It would be no exaggeration to call her a femme fatale now; her fair, tender skin emitted a healthy luster. With a peach-blossom face, a pair of standard almond eyes that always held a faint, hazy quality like a pool of autumn water, and delicate brows, her small, cherry-red lips were always pursed in a half-smile. Her height of 1.68 meters gave one the impression of being truly slender and beautiful. Today, Jiang Mengfei was wearing a high-end, river-blue professional suit, paired with a red, white, and blue silk scarf, which looked exceptionally good. Her full breasts pushed the suit up into two high peaks, and the two plump, massive mounds trembled gently as she moved. Beneath the short skirt of the suit, her round, delicate buttocks outlined a beautiful curve, and her long, well-proportioned legs were clad in gray-black, ultra-thin, transparent pantyhose, highlighting the fairness and delicacy of the thighs wrapped within. The black high heels worn on her petite, exquisite feet were exceptionally glamorous and moving.

In addition to her super-hot figure, neat and crisp hairstyle, elegant smile, and the mature charm of a sexy young woman, along with a waist as soft and boneless as a water snake when she moved, she possessed a temptation that made one's heart race. Zhao Desan, who walked into the private room, was somewhat stunned. Where was the pure goddess from his memory?

"Zhao Desan, hello. What? Don't you recognize me anymore?" Seeing Zhao Desan walk into the private room and look at her with such a surprised expression, the goddess Jiang Mengfei rose gracefully and said with a smile.

Chen Gang, who was beside him, gave Zhao Desan a hard shove. Zhao Desan winced in pain and let out an "Ah," then smiled awkwardly and said, "You... hello, classmate Mengfei..."

As Zhao Desan greeted her, he looked at Jiang Mengfei, who was within arm's reach, yet felt a distance as if they were separated by ten thousand mountains and rivers. He understood in his heart that after so many years of not seeing each other, the relationship between classmates had grown increasingly distant.

"Hehe, come over and sit. How about it, Zhao Desan, have you been doing well all these years? I heard from Chen Gang that you are now a leader in our Xijing Chanba District. You're doing quite well!" Jiang Mengfei sat down, teasing him while taking a pack of slender ladies' cigarettes from her designer French handbag. Just as she took one out and put it in her mouth, Chen Gang, who was beside her, stuck out his butt and lit it for her with a face full of smiles.

Seeing the lewd meaning in the eyes of the two, Zhao Desan felt somewhat uncomfortable. He sat down opposite Jiang Mengfei, far away from her, and smiled dully, "What's so good about it? Isn't it just holding an iron rice bowl?" Zhao Desan had originally wanted to hold his head high in front of her, but he didn't know why he said that. It was as if he was resisting something in his heart; perhaps he was so suppressed by the powerful aura of this former goddess that he couldn't lift his head! Why was he so cowardly in front of her? He began to hate his own weakness in front of the goddess in his heart. The woman he had liked in his youth was now right in front of him, yet he didn't even dare to meet her eyes...

"Alright, Zhao Desan, don't be so humble. Being such a big leader, there must be many women revolving around you, right!" Chen Gang said this while glancing at Jiang Mengfei, who was sitting steadily in her seat with a cigarette held between two jade-white fingers, as if he were consciously trying to provoke her.

Jiang Mengfei laughed generously, waved her hand, and said, "I know, Zhao Desan likes beautiful women. Now that he's a big leader, how could he be short of women by his side? If there's a chance, let us see which woman you are dating now!"

Zhao Desan nodded dully, not knowing what to say.

Chen Gang introduced in a timely manner, "Look, I forgot to mention, Zhao Desan, Mengfei is incredible now. She is currently the senior assistant to the president of Liansheng Investment, and she is representing Liansheng Investment in our Xijing City to inspect investment projects. How about that, impressive, right!"

Zhao Desan smiled, suddenly feeling that his smile was becoming increasingly stiff. This topic made him very uncomfortable, even a bit inexplicably embarrassed. He changed the subject, "That, Chen Gang, wasn't it supposed to be a class reunion? Why is it just us few?"

"Haha, you kid! Aren't I giving you two a chance to meet alone? They'll be here in a while. You had a secret crush on our classmate Jiang Mengfei back then, haha. Alright, I won't say anymore. They should be here soon, I'll go down and welcome them. You two chat first!" Chen Gang's loud voice and carefree personality made everything he said sound effortless. After all these years, it seemed he hadn't changed at all.

As he spoke, Chen Gang walked out of the private room and closed the frosted glass door behind him. Once the door was closed, the large room was suddenly left with only the lonely man and woman sitting opposite each other across a two-meter-diameter round table. The atmosphere suddenly made Zhao Desan feel somewhat hazy and ambiguous. Facing a woman, Zhao Desan had never been this nervous before. Today, when he faced his university-era goddess again, he felt some nervousness and panic in his heart. He suddenly had the urge to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but immediately felt ashamed of his own thought, admonishing himself in his heart: Zhao Desan, oh Zhao Desan! You came here today to hold your head high! How can you be so cowardly!

"Zhao Desan, have you been working in government agencies all these years?" Jiang Mengfei still maintained an arrogant attitude, crossing her legs and exhaling a wisp of blue smoke from her delicate, small red lips.

Zhao Desan also wanted to smoke. He subconsciously took out the Zhonghua cigarettes from his jacket pocket, deliberately taking one and putting it in his mouth. A man's face is decorated by material things; looking at three things reveals a man's worth: watch, leather shoes, and belt.

Although these three things of Zhao Desan's were not particularly outstanding, the pack of hard-pack Zhonghua he took out of his pocket could also show his extraordinary status.

When Zhao Desan placed the pack of hard-pack Zhonghua on the dining table, he saw Jiang Mengfei's eyes freeze for a moment, and then she smiled.

"Zhao Desan, I think you've changed." Seeing Zhao Desan nervously searching his body for a lighter, Jiang Mengfei turned her gold-plated lighter over to him, "Zhao Desan, you aren't as full of vitality as you were in school. I feel like you, like your whole person has no spirit. Are you not doing well?"

Zhao Desan smiled nonchalantly, reached out and picked up the gold-plated lighter engraved with English he didn't recognize, lit his cigarette with a "snap," and pushed the lighter back onto the turntable. He took a puff of the cigarette and finally raised his head bravely, saying, "Mengfei, I'm doing very well. I am currently the deputy district mayor of Chanba District in charge of urban construction, and I also serve as the director of the District Construction Committee and the director of the District Party Committee Development Office. It's just that work is too busy, I'm tired!" Zhao Desan finally began to gradually hold his head high.

"Hehe, not bad. I remember in school, your grades were very average, but your Taekwondo was quite good. I remember one year I took Taekwondo as an elective for PE, and I didn't pass the exam. It was you who taught me hand-in-hand, and I only passed the make-up exam. Zhao Desan, tell me, have you... thought about me all these years?" Jiang Mengfei was still so straightforward. Her topics were jumpy, making Zhao Desan unable to keep up with the rhythm for a moment.

"Thinking... what's the use of thinking? Mengfei, it looks like you should be married, right?" Zhao Desan mustered his courage and asked.

"Hmm, I've been married for many years." Jiang Mengfei exhaled a wisp of blue smoke faintly and smiled lightly.

"What does your husband do?" Zhao Desan mustered his courage to ask the question he knew would surely bring humiliation upon himself.

"My husband? Hehe, I should say my ex-husband. The second year after graduation, I married a secretary from the Provincial Party Committee Office. Two years later, we divorced. Until now, I've been alone, hehe." Jiang Mengfei said with a smile, as if she were talking about something unrelated to herself.

"Why?" Zhao Desan glanced at Jiang Mengfei. He found that there seemed to be a hook in Jiang Mengfei's eyes that hooked his heart.