Chapter 821

"Section Chief Lan, you decide." Zhao Desan said with a smile. As long as Section Chief Lan's mood could be more comfortable today, Zhao Desan felt that it didn't matter where they went.

Lan Mei looked at him with red eyes and didn't say anything. She drove the car away from the Construction Committee with a sad expression and drove toward the bustling downtown area. When waiting for a red light at an intersection, Zhao Desan suddenly found Zheng the Bald Donkey's car across the intersection. He was so scared that he quickly lowered his head to hide, and only sat up straight after passing the intersection.

It turned out that because the old bald donkey had galloped on Lan Mei several times last night, he was old and his body couldn't bear it. After Lan Mei slammed the door and left, he slept soundly with peace of mind. On the one hand, he was exhausted and didn't want to go to work, and on the other hand, he was still a little worried that Lan Mei would poke this matter out, so he kept asking about her movements in the room of the Prince Hotel. It wasn't until he got off work and heard that there was no disturbance in the unit that he walked out of the Prince Hotel and drove to the unit to get some things.

When the two cars passed each other, Lan Mei acted as if she hadn't seen anything, looking straight ahead and driving attentively. She really didn't want to see Zheng the Bald Donkey's beast-like face that made her nauseous. Zheng the Bald Donkey also saw her car. When passing, he deliberately lowered the window, turned his face, and smiled cunningly and sinisterly, knowing that he had those shameful photos of Lan Mei on his phone, so she couldn't do anything to him. The reason why the old bald donkey took these photos was on the one hand to use these handles to make Lan Mei keep her mouth shut about this matter, and on the other hand, he was not reconciled to just enjoying her once. He wanted to use these photos to threaten her and possess her for a long time. Anyway, for Zheng the Bald Donkey, Lan Mei's ex-husband Fang Jun had already been brought down by him. Now she had lost her protective umbrella, and no one would stand up for her. And she was such a woman who cared about her reputation, so she must not want her ugly photos to be made public. Then she would only have to submit to him and become the stunner on his bed when he had physiological needs. Zheng the Bald Donkey saw Lan Mei's side, and that figure was the most perfect among the many women he had played with. She was 1.65 meters tall, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, protruding in front and warping in the back, extremely graceful. Especially the body proportions were particularly coordinated, and the two legs were straight and slender. There was another place that fascinated him the most, and that was when he took advantage of Lan Mei being intoxicated by the aphrodisiac to take off her small pink panties with lace edges, he found that her bottom was not only butterfly-shaped, but the petals were pink, tender, and plump. More importantly, there were only sparse hairs around the petal hole, which was the legendary white tiger. Although Lan Mei was still on her period when he succeeded for the first time, the petal hole was tight and hot. Perhaps it was the effect of the aphrodisiac or she was infatuated and invested in it, the bottom was extremely moist, and the petal hole inside contracted violently from time to time. Recalling the wonderful thing last night, Zheng the Bald Donkey felt extremely comfortable.

"Section Chief Lan, you... did you see it just now?" After passing the intersection, Zhao Desan turned his face and asked Section Chief Lan, who looked extremely lonely, thinking that she should have seen Zheng the Bald Donkey's car just now.

Lan Mei's mood was very low, and she didn't want to mention that beast again. Zhao Desan was unintentional for a while, really mentioning which pot was not open, which suddenly made Lan Mei's mood excited. She suddenly angrily scolded him loudly, "Don't mention that beast in front of me again!"

Seeing her suddenly so excited, Zhao Desan knew that he had hit the muzzle. He puffed out his mouth and whispered, "Section Chief Lan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Lan Mei stopped talking, her nostrils closed gently, her nose tip turned red again, and she looked at the distance with dull eyes.

After a while, Lan Mei drove the car to a Western restaurant, found a parking space, parked the car, sniffed her red nose, turned her face, and looked at him with swollen eyes. Her thin lips forced a bitter smile, and she said with a hoarse voice, "Let's be here, accompany me for a while."

"Mmm." Zhao Desan nodded, opened the car door, and went down. He entered the Western restaurant with her, and under the greeting of the waiter, found a quiet corner and sat down. They ordered two steaks and two orange juices, and while eating, accompanied the beautiful and enchanting female superior in front of him to chat and relieve boredom.

The environment in the restaurant was very quiet, and soft music floated gently in the air. They were shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere. Eating steak, drinking orange juice, and listening to light music to chat was originally a pleasant thing to enjoy life. But because Lan Mei had suffered all the humiliation of Zheng the Bald Donkey last night, her mood was very bad, and she had no heart to enjoy this romance and leisure at all. The steak in front of her didn't move, her brows were lowered, and her mood was very low.

Zhao Desan knew that she hadn't left the office all day today and hadn't eaten for a whole day, so he comforted her, "Section Chief Lan, eat something. You haven't eaten for a day. It won't work if you go on like this."

"I... I can't eat, my heart is blocked." Lan Mei raised her swollen eyes slightly to look at him, and sniffed a few more times, looking like she was about to cry.

"No matter how blocked your heart is, you have to eat something. You haven't eaten for a day. If you go on like this, you will ruin your body." Zhao Desan comforted her while leaning over to help her cut a piece of steak, inserted it with a fork, and handed it to her.

Facing the diligent behavior of this male subordinate, Lan Mei froze for a moment, and a warm heat flow surged in her bitter heart. She looked at him with tear-filled eyes, then slowly reached out to take the fork, slowly sent the steak on it to her mouth, gently held it with her plump and sexy lips, sent it into her sexy mouth, and chewed gently. The more she chewed, the more sour her heart became, her nose tip and eye circles became redder, her nose tip became sour, and tears fell down, falling into the dinner plate.

Why did she cry again? Zhao Desan was almost speechless. He had been comforting her since the unit, and he had been comforting her until now. How could she still not think it through and cry again? "Section Chief Lan, why are you crying again?" Zhao Desan said with concern, handing over a tissue.

Lan Mei tremblingly reached out to take the tissue he handed over, wiped her nose while sobbing softly, feeling extremely aggrieved. While sobbing and choking, she complained to Zhao Desan again, "Xiao Zhao, my heart is blocked. I can't figure out why that beast treated me like this? I have been conscientious in the unit, never made any mistakes in work, and treated the people below very strictly. In these years at the Construction Committee, even if I have no credit, I have hard work. Why did he, Zheng Liangyu, treat me like this? I really can't figure it out, my heart is blocked... wuwuwu..."