Chapter 2133

While they were eating, Pang Xingjie was dropped off downstairs at his home by a jeep. After Pang Xingjie got out, the jeep sped away, leaving only Pang Xingjie, who had just had his blindfold removed, standing downstairs, dizzy and disheveled in the wind.

Pang Xingjie stood there to steady himself when he heard someone ask in surprise, "Director Pang is back?"

Pang Xingjie turned his head and saw several colleagues looking at him in astonishment. He managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Yes, I'm back."

A colleague asked, "Huh? Wasn't it said that yesterday you..."

Pang Xingjie said, "Oh, I went drinking with some friends yesterday and drank too much, so they misunderstood. I'm fine."

The colleagues clearly didn't believe him, but Pang Xingjie was standing there safe and sound, and he was the provincial party secretary's secretary, so no one dared to ask any more questions. They all said, "Director Pang, you've been out for quite a few days; hurry home."

Pang Xingjie nodded and went upstairs to his home, leaving a group of whispering colleagues downstairs.

Returning home, he saw his son, Pang Xiaobo, doing his homework, and the sound of cooking came from the kitchen. Hearing the door open, Pang Xiaobo looked up and saw his father had returned. He jumped up happily and shouted, "Dad, you're back!"

Pang Xiaobo ran to his father, and Pang Xingjie stroked his son's hair, saying, "Xiaobo, Dad is back."

Pang Xiaobo said, "Dad, you're finally back. People said you wouldn't be able to come back."

Pang Xingjie said, "That's just people talking nonsense. Is Mom cooking in the kitchen?"

Hearing Pang Xingjie ask about Mom, Pang Xiaobo's eyes dimmed, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, Mom is cooking."

Pang Xingjie said, "Then you go do your homework, and we'll eat when you're done."

Pang Xiaobo obediently returned to the table to do his homework. Pang Xingjie entered the kitchen and called out, "Liping." Zhai Liping, who was cooking, turned around and said happily, "Xingjie, you're back!"

Pang Xingjie said, "Yes, I'm back."

Zhai Liping asked, "Where did you go yesterday? Everyone said you were missing. If Secretary Jiang hadn't said this afternoon that you would be back tonight, I wouldn't have known what to do."

Pang Xingjie said, "It's nothing. Yesterday, a few friends and I went drinking, and I drank too much and slept for a long time. I didn't call Secretary Jiang until this afternoon."

Zhai Liping wanted to ask something else, but Pang Xingjie said, "Alright, don't ask anymore. Aren't I fine?"

Zhai Liping smelled something burning; it turned out the food in the pot was scorched. She hurriedly turned to tend to the pot and said to Pang Xingjie, "You go sit outside and rest; dinner will be ready soon."

That night, Pang Xingjie ate a meal at home that he felt was the best he had had in days, making him feel that home was best after all.

After dinner, Pang Xingjie tutored his son on his homework. After his son finished, he let him wash up and go to sleep. Then he also took a bath. When Zhai Liping came to bed after her bath, he looked at his still charming wife, and he could no longer hold back. He pressed his wife onto the bed and began to act frantically.

His movements were too rough, and Zhai Liping couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain.

But Pang Xingjie did not stop his movements; his actions became increasingly rough. Zhai Liping said, "Can you be a little gentler?"

Pang Xingjie panted, "You want me to be gentler? Did you ask that old thing to be gentler last night?"

Zhai Liping said, "Xingjie, what are you talking about?"

Pang Xingjie said, "What am I talking about? Xiaobo already told me everything just now. He said you and he slept at that old thing's house yesterday. He slept in one room, and you slept in another. When he got up to go to the bathroom at night, he passed your room and heard that old thing in your room. What else do you have to say?"

Zhai Liping's face turned pale, and she said weakly, "Xingjie, listen to me, it's not like that."