Qu Xiangru was angry, but she was still worried.
She was concerned that Song Guanchao might get hurt.
This guy had no idea how powerful a Deputy Secretary could be.
If the other party really wanted to deal with him, he might not be able to leave Jinling.
And afterwards, no one would know that Secretary Tian was behind it.
Although Song Guanchao always said he wasn't confident in recovering the funds, it depended on whether Secretary Tian believed him or not.
She hadn't dealt with Secretary Tian much, but as a seasoned politician, he couldn't be viewed with ordinary people's eyes.
When ruthless ans ruthless, he would definitely be ruthless.
Moreover, Secretary Tian had taken a special trip here today, would he leave without gaining anything?
So, Qu Xiangru suspected that there was a high probability he would take action against Song Guanchao.
"Can I do anything?" Song Guanchao was surprised and happy at the sa ti.
This showed that Qu Xiangru cared about him.
She wasn't as indifferent as she appeared on the surface.
"Hehehe."
With a mischievous laugh, Song Guanchao said, "I'm leaving tonight."
"Let know after you change locations."
"Got it. You go to bed early."
After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao continued walking towards the hotel.
He didn't plan to let Tong Wen know yet that he had already noticed him.
He entered a hotel and got a room.
As he walked towards the elevator, he glanced towards the door from the corner of his eye.
He noticed that Tong Wen hadn't left.
Was he trying to determine my address?
Is he going to follow for the next few days?
He felt the other party wouldn't dare to make a move directly against him.
After all, this was a busy city district, and what's more, Secretary Tian also knew there were detectives around him.
From the fact that Tong Wen was the one following him, it was clear that Secretary Tian had co in a bit of a rush without bringing anyone else along.
So, Qu Xiangru's worries were sowhat excessive.
However, Song Guanchao didn't let his guard down because of this.
After entering the elevator, he imdiately walked into the fire escape and went back down to the first floor along the stairs.
He saw Tong Wen talking to the receptionist at the front desk, not knowing what they were discussing.
Seizing the opportunity, he left the hotel.
Returning to the hotel where Liang Jiajia was staying, he headed straight for the room.
When he entered, Liang Jiajia was lying on the bed, the blanket barely covering her abdon, with her long legs resting on the mattress.
Her long, black hair cascaded down, and her fair neck and a large area of exposed skin were full of allure.
Liang Jiajia put down her phone and sat up from the bed.
Her loose robe hung loosely, her prominent bosom pressing against the soft fabric, exuding a sight too captivating to look away from.
"Wait for ."
Song Guanchao stripped off his clothes and dashed into the bathroom.
Liang Jiajia lightly spat, naturally knowing what he ant by "wait."
Because of the issues with the two buildings, although they slept together last night, she wasn't in the mood, so nothing happened.
At that mont, it was as if a spark was roaming through Liang Jiajia's body, particularly her lower abdon.
Even though Song Guanchao hadn't arrived yet, she was expectant, and her body reacted to this anticipation in a curious way.
Soon, Song Guanchao finished his shower and ca out, walking over with nothing on.
Liang Jiajia glanced at him and then quickly averted her eyes, blushing.
Song Guanchao walked over with a mischievous grin, flipping open the blanket, grabbing her slender ankle, and bending down to kiss her calf.
He lifted her long legs bit by bit, letting his tongue travel up her calf towards the garden.
When he reached the tender spot, Liang Jiajia trembled as if shocked, letting out a cry.
...
After confirming Song Guanchao's room number, Tong Wen hurried back while reporting Song Guanchao's exact address to Secretary Tian over the phone.
Upon receiving the address, Secretary Tian made a phone call.
"I've sent you the address. Co to Jinling imdiately and keep an eye on the man staying in this room."
Late that night at eleven, a man entered the hotel.
He made his way to the hotel's surveillance room, where the security guard thought this guest had wandered into the wrong place and pointed outside, "The elevator's that way."
The man smiled and said, "I'm here to check the surveillance."
The security guard said, "Sorry, only the police can check the hotel's surveillance."
The man pulled out a badge from his pocket, and the security guard was startled after taking a look.
This man was actually a detective from the police departnt.
The man pulled out a chair, sat down naturally, and said, "Switch to the sixth floor, I want to see the surveillance for room 608."
"Okay, officer, please wait a mont."
The security guard imdiately brought up the corridor surveillance outside room 608.
"Officer, what ti would you like to view?"
"Real-ti."
The man leaned against the chair and took out a cigarette, lighting it up, "The person in this room is a suspect, and I need to monitor him."
"Okay, okay."
The security guard didn't dare to say much.
Moreover, the man hadn't made any particularly unreasonable demands.
...
"Ah~"
Liang Jiajia lost track of how many tis she had co.
Probably due to the nature of this trip, she was in a better state than before.
Song Guanchao also seed particularly vigorous.
The emptiness within her was always perfectly filled by him.
She liked the feeling of Song Guanchao's strong body pressing down on her, that sense of power.
She liked being held in mid-air by him, the sowhat rough impacts.
Though her cries during the process carried a sobbing tone, even to the point of pleading, it was a physiological reaction she couldn't control.
"Huff~"
Song Guanchao exhaled heavily, and after a few seconds, withdrew and pulled away.
"Mmm~" Liang Jiajia's body went limp, collapsing onto the bed, unmoving.
Her palm-printed, plump rear slightly raised, like a beautiful painting.
Song Guanchao glanced at the ti; it was almost twelve.
"Get dressed," Song Guanchao suddenly said.
"I don't want to," Liang Jiajia mumbled.
She thought Song Guanchao wanted her to get dressed for another round.
But she didn't want to move right now.
Song Guanchao laughed and said, "No, I an put on your clothes; we need to move to another place."
"Move? Why?"
"I've been followed."
"Who's following you?"
"Get dressed first, and I'll tell you on the way."
"Then I'll wash up first."
Half an hour later, they got into the car.
Song Guanchao drove straight to the neighboring Guangling City.
On the way, he briefly explained Secretary Tian's situation.
After listening, Liang Jiajia found political struggles to be truly complicated.
Not only complex, but also deep.
Suddenly, she felt a bit worried for Song Guanchao.
He seed like a pawn caught between Qu Xiangru and Tian Kai Ming.
At 2 a.m., they arrived in Guangling City.
After checking into a room, they couldn't help but engage in another long battle, lasting over an hour.
Resting in his embrace, Liang Jiajia asked, "When do you plan to go back?"
"In a couple of days."
Although Secretary Tian was fixated on him, he didn't plan to rush back and resolve things imdiately.
Having a chance for an open trip like this, he didn't want to miss it.
...
In the surveillance room.
The man didn't sleep all night.
Six o'clock, seven o'clock, eight o'clock...
Until eleven in the morning.
The man finally sensed sothing amiss.
The person Secretary Tian wanted him to keep an eye on hadn't left the room.
This Song Guanchao had co to investigate and was also with a detective, so it was unlikely he would be sleeping in.
The man felt uneasy, grabbed the mouse, and pulled up the surveillance footage from the previous night.
Soon, he adjusted the ti to when Song Guanchao had checked in last night.
However, the surveillance footage still didn't show Song Guanchao's figure.
He then found the elevator surveillance, and this ti he saw Song Guanchao.
Then he saw that after Song Guanchao exited the elevator, he didn't go to the room but headed straight for the fire exit.
The man's heart sank.
He knew that Song Guanchao had realized he was being followed!
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