Chapter 788

"Xiao Zhao, if you have any other difficulties, just say it. You can at least be considered to have helped our Yingying a big favor," Zhang Jiayin said very generously, seeing him being hesitant and knowing he had unspeakable secrets.

"It's like this, Mr. Zhang. You must never tell our Director Zheng about me borrowing money from you. I'm afraid it won't be good if he finds out," Zhao De expressed his concerns.

Zhang Jiayin laughed and said "Oh," patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Rest assured, I won't tell him. How could I tell him about such a thing?"

Only then did Zhao De dispel his concerns, thanked Zhang Jiayin for his help, and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Although Sister Su went out to socialize tonight, he was still afraid that she would be angry if she came back early and found he wasn't at home. So, Zhao De said, "Mr. Zhang, it's getting late, I have to go back."

The wine had been drunk, and the 200,000 yuan token of appreciation had been offered. Seeing him always looking at his watch, Zhang Jiayin didn't try to stop him much, just politely kept him for two sentences, and sent him out of the study door.

Yingying, who was watching TV in the living room with her mother, saw Zhao De come out holding a paper bag and knew the money was in place. She gave him a mischievous smile, and Zhao De also smiled tacitly. He said to Yingying's mother, "Auntie, I'm leaving first."

"Going back so early?" Yingying's mother asked while getting up.

"Mhm, it's getting late, I have to go back early," Zhao De said with a smile, noticing Yingying pouting at him on the side, like a little girl throwing a tantrum.

"Then... then Auntie will see you off." As she spoke, Yingying's mother and Zhang Jiayin sent him toward the door together.

Zhao De deliberately turned back to wave at Yingying, who was a bit angry. She pouted and turned her head away in a huff. Ever since she was deflowered by this big brother Zhao De last night, this stunningly beautiful young girl had felt a bit of a stir in her heart for him, fantasizing about finding time to enjoy that indescribably comfortable feeling from last night at the hotel with him again.

Zhang Jiayin and his wife enthusiastically sent Zhao De to the door and only returned to the villa after watching him leave.

Carrying a big bag of money in his arms, he could be considered to have solved his urgent need. The thing he promised Zhao Xue was finally done, and he no longer had to be afraid of not daring to contact her because he hadn't scraped together the money. So, when walking out of the villa area, Zhao De couldn't wait to take out his phone and call Zhao Xue.

It took a long while for Zhao Xue to answer the phone. Her voice sounded very exhausted when she called his name. Hearing her such vicissitudes of life voice, Zhao De felt inexplicably sorry for her. "What are you doing? Why did it take so long to answer the phone?" Zhao De asked her.

"I was just taking care of my mom, I didn't hear it, I'm sorry." Zhao Xue's voice sounded weak, which made Zhao De feel very distressed. It was so late, and she was still taking care of her mom at the hospital.

In order to give her hope and make her happy, Zhao De raised his voice and said excitedly, "I have good news for you. I've scraped together enough money for your mom's surgery. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll find time to go to the hospital to see you."

Having waited for him for so long without any news, Zhao Xue had almost given up hope on what he promised. Suddenly receiving this news, she felt a sense of coming back to life in an instant. Her mood was a bit excited, and she called out overjoyed, "Re... really?"

"Really, do you think I would lie to you?" Hearing her spirits lift, a kind of greatness of a man suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart, making Zhao De feel that he was particularly manly at this moment. It was precisely because Zhao Xue was the only good girl he had truly thought about marrying that Zhao De also felt very happy to be able to make her happy.

"Then... then thank you so much." Zhao Xue said excitedly, her mood unable to calm down for a long time. Originally, as a weak woman, even if she relied on working as a companion singer in a KTV to earn quick money, she couldn't temporarily earn that much money to treat her mother, on whom she depended for survival. Yet, at this time, she met Zhao De, with whom she had had a brief period of mutual affection. He took the initiative to stand up and was willing to help her raise money. At this moment, his actions moved Zhao Xue to tears. She thought that if he truly liked her and was willing to marry her, she would absolutely not demand him to buy a house or a car like other girls, and she would definitely live a good life with him forever. Of course, this thought was only hidden in the bottom of her heart where her spring heart was stirred. As long as Zhao De didn't take the initiative to bring these up, she, as a girl, would never take the initiative to say these things.

"Why be so polite? See you tomorrow then." A taxi stopped in front of him. Zhao De told Zhao Xue this good news and was anxious to go home, so he hung up the phone.

On the way back, looking at the 200,000 yuan in cash he was holding in his arms, he was afraid that if he returned home and Sister Su had already returned, he couldn't let her know that he had borrowed this money from Zhang Jiayin. At the forefront of the storm where the provincial committee was determined to strictly crack down on bribery and corruption by public officials, he didn't want to make Sister Su angry because of this, and even less did he want Sister Su to ask him what he was using so much money for. So, he had already thought it out in the car: if he arrived at Sister Su's house and she happened to have returned, he would hide the money in the bushes outside the villa and take it out again when she wasn't around.

However, fortunately, this worry was superfluous. When he returned home, the house was pitch black; Sister Su hadn't returned early. Only then did he open the door with peace of mind, carrying a bag of "Chairman Mao" notes that Zhang Jiayin had offered him in the name of a loan, and swaggered into the bedroom. He piled the money on the bed, took the leather bag he used for work off the hanger, stuffed the money into the leather bag, and went to a corner to take out the 100,000 yuan he had hidden there, which he had borrowed from Division Chief Lan, preparing to pack it all up and find an opportunity to send it to the hospital to Zhao Xue tomorrow.

Just as he was taking out the 100,000 yuan he had borrowed from Division Chief Lan from under the bed and organizing it, he suddenly heard the living room door make a sound, followed by the sound of high heels stepping on the ground coming from far to near. At the same time, Su Qing's voice calling him came: "Little man, little man, are you there?"

"I... I'm here." In a hurry, Zhao De responded with a stutter, quickly pinched the 100,000 yuan with both hands and put it behind his back, and hurriedly turned around. Sister Su had already walked to the bedroom door.

"What are you doing in the bedroom?" Su Qing asked, seeing his flustered appearance.

"No... nothing, I was waiting for you to come back, Sister Su." Zhao De felt cold sweat soaking his back. He forced himself to feign calmness and composure, said with a chuckle, and the two hands behind his back felt as if they were holding not 100,000 yuan, but two hot potatoes, making him feel extremely uneasy.

"I'm exhausted, I'm going to take a shower." Fortunately, Su Qing had gone to socialize at night and had been toasted by Deputy Secretary-General Zhang and his old subordinates quite a bit. She was feeling hot all over, had broken out in a smelly sweat, and was anxious to take a shower to relax. So, she didn't think much, turned around, and went directly toward the bathroom.

Only then did Zhao De let out a long sigh. He was truly scared to death. Fortunately, she didn't raise any suspicions. If she had walked straight up and seen the money in his hand, she would definitely have asked to the end. Letting out a sigh of relief, he watched her swaying, domineering figure with plump breasts and fat buttocks walk into the bathroom. Zhao De, with the speed of lightning, quickly stuffed the 100,000 yuan into his briefcase, held the leather bag in his hand, turned around in the bedroom, and finally found a hidden place where Sister Su would generally not check and stuffed it in. Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief, sat down heavily, leaned against the head of the bed, took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, lit it, and started puffing clouds and mist.