Chen Jie gave a slight smile, picked up her purse, and stood up. "Secretary Song, I just rembered I have sothing to deal with. You and Director Yu enjoy your al."
"Director Chen." Song Guanchao called out to her.
"Is there anything else, Secretary Song?"
Underneath Chen Jie’s calm facade was an unmistakable disgust she couldn’t hide.
Song Guanchao didn’t respond but instead said to Yu Lifang, "Director Yu, please step outside for a mont."
Yu Lifang, puzzled, obediently left the private room.
Chen Jie frowned. She wanted to know what Song Guanchao was going to say to her.
Now alone in the room, Song Guanchao stopped pretending.
He took out his phone, opened a video, and tossed it over, "Take a look."
Chen Jie frowned, shot him a suspicious glance, and slowly shifted her gaze to the phone.
On the phone, a video was playing.
In the video, a car was parked in a remote area with a woman draped over the hood, her skirt lifted.
A man stood on her, pulling her hair back and thrusting forcefully.
Chen Jie’s pupils constricted sharply as she snatched up the phone.
Song Guanchao casually lit a cigarette. "Do you still have matters to attend to, Director Chen?"
Chen Jie was uncertain, her chest heaving violently, filled with shock and panic.
Her instinct was to delete the video, but if he had shown it to her, there was obviously a backup.
She suddenly realized, "The man that day, was it you?"
Song Guanchao didn’t answer her query but tapped on the table instead, "Put down the phone."
Biting her lips, struggling internally for a long while, Chen Jie placed the phone down.
Song Guanchao tapped on the table again, "Bend over."
"Song Guanchao, what do you want?"
"Money? I can give you that!"
"Thump thump." Song Guanchao tapped his fingers, his tone growing more impatient, "I said, bend over! Don’t make say it a third ti!"
"You..."
Chen Jie, anger swelling within her, stared daggers at Song Guanchao as if she could devour him.
But the fear of him holding her secret spread across her heart, covering the anger within.
Reluctantly, she leaned over the table.
Song Guanchao got up, walked over to her, and raised his hand.
"Smack!"
He slapped her buttocks hard, "Stick it out higher."
The feeling of humiliation perated her entire body. Chen Jie wanted to push him away but didn’t dare.
She arched her buttocks high, her waist lowered, her posture extrely enticing.
Suddenly nervous, she seed to guess what he was going to do.
Was he... planning to do that kind of thing to her in this private room?
The thought terrified Chen Jie, "Secretary Song... can we go sowhere else, please?"
Right as she finished speaking,
She suddenly felt her trousers being yanked down by Song Guanchao.
She gasped softly, then promptly shut her mouth.
Yu Lifang was still outside, and she was afraid of being heard.
Underneath the fitted trousers was a narrow pair of panties, the fabric wedged into the crevice of her buttocks, round and perky like a ripe peach.
Song Guanchao’s hand covered them, giving a firm squeeze.
Just as Chen Jie was about to turn her head to plead, Song Guanchao gave her another slap, "Keep your head down."
Humiliated, Chen Jie lowered her head, tightly pursing her lips, not daring to resist.
Song Guanchao started recording, capturing her current state entirely.
He pulled down her panties, her voluptuous thighs pressed tightly together, no gap visible.
His hand caressed down the seam of her buttocks, slowly moving lower.
And under such contact, Chen Jie’s body arched uncontrollably, emitting faint moans from her lips.
As his hand moved further down, her bodily responses grew more intense.
The mont his fingers delved inside, Chen Jie’s entire body shuddered violently, quickly covering her mouth with her hand to suppress any sounds.
Song Guanchao was unrestrained, wantonly playing with her, making her knees weak and her mood flutter.
A mix of sha and pleasure intertwined, making Chen Jie furious inside, yet unable to resist the pleasure overwhelming her body and mind.
A few minutes later, she suddenly moaned, her body spasd violently, her knees buckled, and her upper body slumped weakly onto the desk, gasping heavily for air.
Song Guanchao put away his phone, took a tissue to wipe his hands, and returned to his seat, lighting a cigarette.
He silently appreciated her convulsing body, trembling from reaching climax.
It had to be said, Chen Jie’s body was truly enticing.
After a dozen seconds, Chen Jie slowly stood, glanced at Song Guanchao, quickly put on her pants, and tidied her disheveled hair.
Thinking about how he had just treated her, a wave of anger and sha overwheld Chen Jie.
But since he held a secret of hers, even if Song Guanchao wanted to do sothing else just now, she had no choice but to accept it.
"Secretary Song, I haven’t offended you," Chen Jie said softly.
She felt very aggrieved.
She and this Secretary Song were supposedly eting for the first ti.
Why did he have to treat her like this?
No...
It wasn’t the first ti.
He had followed her before, capturing her and Feng Sheng in the midst of a wild tryst in the countryside.
Why did he have to do that?
"Sit," Song Guanchao didn’t respond to her.
Chen Jie pursed her lips and sat down, feeling her buttocks damp the mont she sat.
Just now, under Song Guanchao’s manipulation, the insides of her thighs had beco drenched.
Even now, she was still wet.
The sticky sensation was uncomfortable.
But she had to admit, Song Guanchao’s technique was indeed very impressive, leaving her sowhat longing.
"Director Yu, co in," Song Guanchao called out to soone outside the door.
Yu Lifang pushed the door and entered, imdiately looking towards Chen Jie.
Seeing her friend, flushed and sweaty, she couldn’t help but speculate wildly.
What had they been doing in this room for the past few minutes?
Could Song Guanchao have...
"Let’s eat," Song Guanchao stated simply.
The two won picked up their chopsticks and ate quietly.
The Baijiu in front of them, Song Guanchao no longer insisted they drink, which relieved them.
After the al, Song Guanchao said, "Director Yu should leave first. I have sothing to discuss with Director Chen."
"Okay." Yu Lifang, already restless, now fled as if granted amnesty.
And Chen Jie, who had been on edge, was even more nervous.
"Secretary Song, what do you want to talk about?"
"Hui Po Company, what do you know?"
Chen Jie’s body shook, she said, "What is that company?"
Song Guanchao caught her reaction, "Director Chen, you’re not being honest."
"I’m not, I really don’t know any Hui Po Company," her head shook like a bobblehead.
Song Guanchao didn’t waste further words, pulled up the Disciplinary Committee’s number, and tossed the phone to her, "If you won’t talk, I might just have to involve the Disciplinary Committee."
Chen Jie was expected to spill everything, but contrary to expectations, she slamd the table and stood up, shouting, "Call them if you dare! Song Guanchao, do you really think this secret has completely at your rcy?"
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