Song Guanchao briefly explained the situation to her.
He wasn't saying this to take any credit, but simply to remind her to be cautious of Jiang Yuan.
If Jiang Yuan made any small moves, she could also promptly inform him.
However, after listening, Chu Xiao'e suddenly stared at him for a few seconds, then asked, "Are you leaving Lingjiang?"
Song Guanchao was taken aback, not understanding how the topic shifted so quickly.
"Yes, I'm returning to the Provincial City today."
"Oh," Chu Xiao'e responded.
What she actually wanted to ask was if he was leaving Lingjiang to take up a position elsewhere.
She wasn't sure if Song Guanchao genuinely didn't understand what she ant or was deliberately diverting the topic.
The reason she suddenly had this thought was mainly because of what Song Guanchao had just told her.
Song Guanchao went to see Jiang Yuan to help clear so obstacles and troubles for her, which made her feel as if Song Guanchao was preparing matters before leaving.
It was as if he wouldn't stay in Lingjiang much longer and wanted to solve any hassles before departing.
She didn't know if she was overthinking it, but relying on her feminine intuition, she felt she wasn't simply imagining things.
What she couldn't quite understand was why Song Guanchao would want to leave.
He's been Tongchi District's head for just a few months.
Even if he were to be promoted, shouldn't it be to Vice Mayor?
Why would he leave?
If he were to leave, where would he go?
The Provincial City?
As she thought about it, a sowhat absurd idea sprang to mind.
Could his reason for going to the Provincial City be because of Wu Qiangwei?
She suddenly stood up and said, "Have lunch before you go."
"But it's only ten o'clock..."
"Eat early."
Chu Xiao'e left the office, and Song Guanchao didn't refuse her kind offer.
At this hour, the cafeteria wasn't open yet.
After getting in the car, Chu Xiao'e said, "Let's go to my place, I'll order takeout."
She took out her phone and began ordering food, which made Song Guanchao sowhat understand her intentions.
The so-called eating early was to leave so ti for doing other things.
When they arrived ho, the takeout just happened to be delivered.
During the al, Chu Xiao'e didn't say much, appearing sowhat distracted.
Song Guanchao sensed her mood seed a bit down.
He found it odd.
What was going on?
Was it because he was leaving in the afternoon?
After eating, Chu Xiao'e sat on the sofa for a while, digesting.
Then she stood up and said, "I'm going to rinse off."
After she entered the bathroom, Song Guanchao pondered for a mont, then quickly took off his clothes and opened the bathroom door.
Chu Xiao'e was standing under the shower, her slender yet mature and full figure was breathtakingly beautiful.
Having not seen each other for a while, suddenly facing each other, Chu Xiao'e felt slightly uncomfortable.
She slightly turned her body, instinctively raising her arms to cover her chest.
Song Guanchao walked over silently, stood behind her, and hugged her from behind.
Her foamy body felt especially smooth and delicate.
Song Guanchao grabbed her soft breasts, squeezing and kneading them, and soon her breath beca rapid.
He lifted her right leg, placing it on the nearby toilet, squatted slightly, and then thrust his hips gently.
Chu Xiao'e tilted her neck, caressing his face, urging, "Hurry, co inside."
Song Guanchao held her waist and thrust forward, breaking through obstacles and perfectly rging with her.
Chu Xiao'e cried out, shivering uncontrollably.
After a steamy session, Song Guanchao carried her to the living room, placed her on the sofa, and pressed down again.
Just as the two were intertwining once more, Chu Xiao'e suddenly withdrew her tongue and asked, "Did you sleep with Wu Qiangwei?"
Song Guanchao's expression froze, and Chu Xiao'e chuckled, "Just teasing you."
Song Guanchao's eye twitched.
Chu Xiao'e twisted her body lightly underneath him, actively responding.
Song Guanchao pretended the question hadn't been asked and continued to thrust diligently.
Thinking to himself, a woman's sixth sense is truly sharp.
She likely already sensed that his relationship with Wu Qiangwei was sowhat unusual.
"Have you finished?"
"Yes."
"Want to go again?"
"Yes."
...
By afternoon, Song Guanchao drove onto the highway.
Returning to the party school, it was already four in the afternoon.
After resting for a while in the dorm, Cheng Xiang knocked on the door, inviting him to dinner.
After dinner, he suggested going out for a walk.
Song Guanchao shook his head, "You guys go, I'll pass."
Last night, he had spent half the night with Zhou Qian; at noon, he was busy with Chu Xiao'e; and in the afternoon, he had driven for several hours. Now, he just wanted to go back to sleep.
Jiang Yiren also shook her head, "I'm not going either."
She seed a bit down.
Chen Yirou said, "Next ti, we need to rest early for tomorrow's training."
"..." Cheng Xiang looked bewildered.
Out of the four, three weren't going.
What was going on?
He felt quite frustrated.
Back in the dorm, Chen Yirou ssaged him, "You don't seem well, did you have trouble sleeping last night?"
"The whole weekend on the run, I'm a bit worn out."
"Want to give you a massage?"
"You can do massages?"
"A little bit."
"Then co over."
Chen Yirou sneaked into the dorm, quickly closing the door.
Song Guanchao looked at her with a smile, saying, "I'm really not feeling well, help relax."
"Where are you uncomfortable? Your head?"
"Yes, my head."
Song Guanchao said that and began removing his clothes.
Chen Yirou opened her mouth, "Why are you undressing?"
"For a massage."
"But you said your head."
"Yes, the head." Song Guanchao said, "The lower head."
"…" Chen Yirou blushed, gently hitting him.
This rascal!
With a swift kick, Song Guanchao lifted her by the waist.
Chen Yirou whispered, "Turn the lights off."
"What, shy now?"
"I'm afraid soone outside might see."
"Then better turn off the lights."
Click.
The room turned pitch black.
Song Guanchao pressed down.
The strong masculine scent gave Chen Yirou a faint sense of suffocation.
His hands were like playing the piano, she hardly noticed as she was stripped bare, her skin smooth like a peeled egg.
"Ah~"
Song Guanchao's entry made her tremble uncontrollably.
Bodies entwined on the bed as a fine drizzle began outside the window.
Approaching dawn, Chen Yirou returned to her dorm with slightly aching legs.
Song Guanchao laid sprawled on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.
At four in the morning.
Wu Qiangwei, in midst of sleep, was suddenly awakened by a phone call.
She turned on the light and grabbed her phone.
The caller was Secretary Han Lan from the City Governnt Office.
Since taking the post as Mayor of Jiangzhou City, she had co to know Secretary Han to so extent.
Han Lan was one of the few pragmatic individuals she had encountered.
She glanced at the ti, it was only four in the morning.
Wu Qiangwei felt a sudden jolt in her heart.
A call at this hour surely ant trouble.
And likely serious trouble!
After ntally preparing herself, Wu Qiangwei answered the call, "Secretary Han, what's the matter?"
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