Chapter 581

"Sister thought you weren't in Yuyang anymore. I haven't had any news of you for ten days or half a month, and I thought you had forgotten all about your Sister Zhang so quickly, eating your fill and then wiping your mouth and leaving without a care."

Because her sex life was not satisfying, this young married woman often felt lonely and misunderstood. Ever since she successfully seduced the strong and handsome Zhao Desan and tasted the power of a man and the sweetness of being a woman from him, she had been unable to stop thinking about his sturdy body.

"Sister Zhang, look at what you're saying. Am I that kind of person? It's just that the city recently changed the leader in charge of coal, and I've been a bit busy with work. How could I forget you, Sister Zhang?" Zhao Desan flattered her with sweet words. He was extremely skilled at coaxing women and specifically chose the words that such flirtatious women loved to hear.

"That's what I'm saying. Sister hasn't treated you badly, has she?" Zhang Li said coquettishly. "Do you have time tonight? Sister wants to... wants to see Little Brother Zhao."

"Tonight?" Zhao Desan hesitated, because he had already planned to take Bai Ling to his home after work today and give her the evidence he had secretly filmed of Zhang Da "raping" her, so that Bai Ling could use these things to protect herself if necessary after he left the Coal Bureau. But as soon as he thought of Zhang Li's exquisite, alluring figure and her incredibly flirtatious appearance in bed, he couldn't help but feel indecisive.

Zhang Li, the young married woman, had been waiting for this opportunity for more than half a month. Because she hadn't been satisfied by her husband, she had been emotionally unstable and had fought with him, causing her husband not to come home for the past ten days. For a young married woman, the longing for physiological needs was like the thirst of parched land for rain—incredibly urgent. Zhang Li, who hadn't had a sex life for more than half a month, was like a seedling about to die of thirst, waiting for a man's nourishment. Today, she had finally received Zhao Desan's reply; how could she miss this long-awaited opportunity? Hearing him hesitate on the phone and unable to make a decision for a long time, she played a trick and asked unhurriedly, "By the way, Little Brother Zhao, didn't you ask me where Xiao Xue went last time? Do you have any news about her?"

Zhao Xue's sudden resignation was originally a very surprising piece of news to him, and her whereabouts were even more of a mystery. Even now, there was still no news. As soon as she was mentioned, Zhao Desan said anxiously, "I don't have any news about her. Sister Zhang, do you have news about her?"

His reaction was within the young woman's expectations. As soon as she heard his anxious tone, she knew he must be eager to know Zhao Xue's whereabouts, so she deliberately used a difficult tone and said, "I do know..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhao Desan interrupted eagerly, "Where is she?"

"Comrade Comrade Xiao Zhao, don't be anxious," Zhang Li, the young woman, said unhurriedly. "Listen to Sister slowly. I don't know exactly where Xiao Xue is now. I just heard a colleague say they saw her recently. As for exactly where, I have to ask my colleague to know... How about... how about this? I'll call my colleague in a while. Let's make an appointment to come to my house after work today. It's better for you to ask clearly in person. What do you think?"

Because he was eager to know Zhao Xue's whereabouts, Zhao Desan didn't think much and agreed to her "kind" suggestion. Little did he know that this was just a "white lie" from Zhang Li, who was eager to get the nourishment of his powerful body.

They waited until it was time to get off work, but Zhang Ailing and Wang Pangzi had not returned. Just as Su Jing said, Director Zhang and Wang Pangzi were accompanying city leaders to the coal mines for an inspection today, and they would definitely have to eat together in the evening. "I'll just hand in my resignation letter to the leader tomorrow. It's not like it's urgent for these one or two days anyway."

Zhao Desan thought what she said was correct. In the past, whenever their own people from the bureau went to the countryside to inspect the mines, if they found any problems, they would be invited to the dinner table by the coal bosses to resolve them. Not to mention when higher-level city leaders went to the countryside; the treatment level would definitely be higher. How could they not set up a table in the evening? Zhang Ailing and Wang Pangzi would definitely have to accompany the leaders to eat and drink. So, he stopped waiting for Zhang Ailing and Wang Pangzi to return, packed his things, and prepared to leave.

The unexpectedly intoxicating pleasure from last night made Su Jing a bit addicted to the affairs between men and women. When getting off work, she still wanted to call Zhao Desan to her place for a meal. Her intention, which was not really about the food, was understood by Zhao Desan, who was good at observing people's expressions. Even if it were about the food, no one wanted to eat the same dish every day. There were her, Bai Ling, Zhang Li... too many women waiting to be "comforted" by him. Besides, he had to go to Zhang Li's house tonight to ask about Zhao Xue's whereabouts, so he politely declined.

After work, Zhao Desan deliberately dawdled, waiting for Su Jing to leave reluctantly, before he came out of the office. Because Director Zhang and Deputy Director Wang were not there, everyone in the office building rushed to leave as soon as work ended. Coming out of the office, the corridor was already quiet. He stretched, walked straight toward the stairwell. Perhaps because he was thinking about what Zhang Li was going to tell him about Zhao Xue, he was absent-minded while walking and didn't look at the road, resulting in him bumping into a reckless person as soon as he reached the stairwell.

Hearing a sweet "Ouch," he steadied himself and looked, only to see it was Wen Qian from the Finance Department. He didn't know how long it had been since he last saw her. But they met in this way. He saw Wen Qian covering her forehead with a snow-white hand, looking panicked. As soon as she saw it was Zhao Desan, a slight blush appeared on her tender, oval face. Her vermilion thin lips parted slightly, and she said embarrassedly, "Section Chief Liu, I... I'm sorry."

"It's nothing," Zhao Desan laughed magnanimously. Seeing her shy appearance, he wanted to tease her, so he took two steps forward, reached out, and gently held the small hand she was covering her forehead with, asking with a chuckle, "Did you bump it hard?"

"No... it's nothing," Wen Qian said in a low voice, retreating a step with vigilance and shyness, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Although he had once played a bad trick and possessed Wen Qian's delicate body, he didn't have much interaction with the Finance Department in his daily work, so he hadn't had any opportunity to revisit Wen Qian's silk-like smooth and full jade body since that time. Meeting again in this way, seeing her perky, high-rising breasts that were about to burst the buttons on her chest, he couldn't help but think of bad ideas again. Especially the snow-white, flawless skin revealed under Wen Qian's fair neck—that skin was simply too tender and smooth, looking as if it would break at a touch. The breasts revealed from the neckline looked extremely soft and tender, trembling slightly with her slightly nervous breathing, as if they were about to burst out.

Zhao Desan's gaze was completely attracted by Wen Qian's plump figure, which was fat but not greasy. He stared at her intently, speechless and out of sorts for a moment. That burning gaze made Wen Qian feel a dry heat on her face that was hard to bear, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. With her heartbeat, the two full peaks seemed to be swelling invisibly, making her breathing uncontrollably rapid. The two of them stood in a stalemate for a moment before Wen Qian whispered, "Section Chief Liu, I... I'm off work. I'm leaving first." After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and walked quickly downstairs.

Zhao Desan, who was lost in reverie, finally came back to his senses and laughed with ill intent at her curvaceous back, "What's the rush? I'm off work too. Let's go downstairs together."

By the time he spoke, Wen Qian had already disappeared downstairs. Not only did she not slow down or stop to wait for him, but she invisibly quickened her pace and soon walked out of the bureau's main gate.

Watching her panicked reaction, Zhao Desan laughed triumphantly, whistling as he walked downstairs in high spirits. Because he had lingered in the office for a while, it was already past seven o'clock when he came out of the office building. In summer, the sunset hadn't completely fallen behind the mountains after seven, and the tree shadows in the courtyard were mottled. The afterglow of the sunset dyed the courtyard a golden yellow. Such an environment and atmosphere made him feel particularly at ease. Although he was a person about to leave, he didn't feel any regret at all; instead, he felt a kind of tragic pleasure.

Just as he was about to whistle his way out of the bureau's main gate, a tall, graceful figure suddenly appeared before him. He steadied his gaze and realized it was Bai Ling. She didn't know when she had changed out of the sexy, alluring clothes she was wearing today and put on the simple but feminine clothes she usually wore to work. A black tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt wrapped her body tightly and perky, and a pair of soft white trousers made her legs look slender and straight. Her entire figure looked incredibly graceful, and under the afterglow of the sunset, she looked like a fairy descending from the sky, full of psychedelic colors at this moment.

"Sister Bai, why aren't you home yet?" Zhao Desan walked up and asked her.