"Secretary Song, would you like so tea?"
"No, thanks, I’ll be leaving soon."
"So soon?"
Sister Lin leaned in, sitting next to him, her plump thigh rubbing against his pants, her delicate and boneless body pressing against his arm.
Her full chest, only separated by a thin gauze, pressed against his arm.
She rested her chin on Song Guanchao’s shoulder, and as she spoke, a fragrant scent wafted onto his cheek.
"Secretary Song, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other."
"Yes, it has been so ti."
Song Guanchao pulled out his car keys from his pocket and placed them on the coffee table.
Sister Lin didn’t think much of it; she thought Song Guanchao was just getting ready.
First emptying his pockets, next would be taking off his pants.
"Sister Lin, I’m returning this car to you."
Sister Lin paused for two seconds, "Is there sothing uncomfortable about the car?"
"No, it’s quite comfortable. The main issue is that the car is too conspicuous."
Sister Lin detected the implied aning.
"Did soone report you?"
"Yes."
Song Guanchao smiled bitterly, "You know my position; many people are watching, waiting for to make a mistake."
Sister Lin said, "What’s the worry? It’s a car I lent you, not a gift. Even if soone reports it, there’s nothing to fear."
Song Guanchao shook his head, "That’s easy to say, but it doesn’t sound good if word gets out."
Sister Lin fell silent for two seconds, then said, "I have another car, how about you use that one?"
"No, thanks, I’d better buy my own car."
"What car do you want to buy?"
"Anything that drives, I’m not picky about it."
"How can that be!" Sister Lin exclaid. "A car is a man’s face. You definitely need to get sothing better. At least a luxury car. You’re a civil servant, I think an Audi would suit you well."
"Wait for for a mont."
Sister Lin hurried into the room.
A while later, she ca out and handed a bank card to Song Guanchao.
"Sister Lin, what is this..."
"This card has five hundred thousand in it, consider it a loan from . Use it to buy the car."
"I can’t accept this money."
Song Guanchao placed the bank card on the coffee table, stood up and said, "Sister Lin, I need to get back, I still have work."
Sister Lin held him, pressing her body upwards, and with a look of sorrow said, "Secretary Song, we haven’t seen each other for so long, and you want to leave as soon as you arrive."
"Work is busy..."
"No matter how busy work is, you should have ti to chat with for a while."
She gently bit her lip, a pitiful sight that could sway a heart.
Her eyes slightly downcast, she said, "Secretary Song, I actually like you, but I don’t know if you have any feelings for ."
"Sister Lin..."
"I know, you’re the Secretary of the Municipal Committee, and I’m just a manager of a club. I don’t have an education, my family is ordinary, my job isn’t respectable, I’m not a match for you."
"Sister Lin, don’t talk like that..."
"Secretary Song, are you married?"
Sister Lin suddenly changed the topic, catching Song Guanchao off guard.
"No."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No." He told a small lie.
With soone like Sister Lin, he had to have so guard up.
If he said he had one, and she sent soone to investigate, then his relationship with Liang Jiajia would be exposed.
"How do you feel about ?"
"Sister Lin, I..."
"You don’t like , do you?"
Song Guanchao stayed silent, responding with silence.
Sister Lin’s eyes dimd, and she said sadly, "I don’t ask for any status; I simply like you."
Song Guanchao sneered inwardly, "A millennia-old fox trying tricks in front of ?"
"Sister Lin, I really have to go back now."
"When will you co to see again?"
Sister Lin was unwilling to let go.
"It’ll have to be a while, soone has been watching recently."
Sister Lin’s eyes shimred with intrigue and she asked casually, "Who is it? Who’s so annoying!"
Song Guanchao had deliberately baited her, and sure enough, the woman took the bait.
"This person... ah, never mind, there’s no point in telling you."
"Co on, tell ."
She shook Song Guanchao’s arm, her bosom heaving back and forth, her thighs continually brushing purposely against his lower half.
Unable to withstand it, Song Guanchao said, "If I tell you, you must not tell anyone else."
"Mhm, I won’t tell anyone else."
"Do you know the Mayor of our city?"
"What? The Mayor is investigating you?"
"It hasn’t gone that far, but I have offended him."
Song Guanchao sighed heavily, "I’m just a secretary; how can I contend against the Mayor? That’s why I’m not daring to drive this car right now."
"I also can’t go to the club for a while, to avoid him catching any dirt on ."
He glanced towards the window, "Who knows, the Mayor’s people might be watching right now. If sothing happens between you and and they catch us red-handed, my career is thoroughly dood."
Sister Lin said, "What’s there to be afraid of? You’re single, I’m single, so what if soone finds out!"
At that, she let go of Song Guanchao’s arm and hugged his waist.
Her barely-there attire sent pulses of heat coursing through Song Guanchao’s veins, prompting a swift response from below.
Sister Lin noticed it.
She reached out and touched it, her touch sending her a start.
She looked down, her mouth slightly agape.
Steadying herself, Sister Lin said, "Secretary Song, you must be very tired lately. Why don’t you lie down and let give you a massage?"
"No, Sister Lin, I really need to go. There’s still a lot of work to be done."
"Alright then."
Seeing him still not taking the bait, Sister Lin sighed internally.
She wouldn’t have minded letting sothing happen with Song Guanchao.
Handso and fit; and as for his ’asset’, it was impressively notable.
She was quite curious to taste the Secretary of the Municipal Committee.
Unfortunately, Secretary Song was too cautious and restrained.
Despite her enticing attire and constant teasing, she couldn’t win him over.
Sister Lin had no choice but to let him go.
Watching the tent he was pitching, Sister Lin covered her mouth, giggling knowingly, and playfully asked, "Secretary Song, what’s this?"
Song Guanchao replied irritably, "Big treasure."
"Wow? What kind of big treasure? I want to see."
She reached out and grasped it directly.
"Stop ssing around."
Song Guanchao quickly backed away, "I have to go."
Watching his sowhat embarrassed retreat, Sister Lin’s lips curled into a mild smile, then flickered with disappointnt.
She moved to the dressing mirror, posing and admiring her own beauty.
"Is my charm not enough?"
Her recent seduction hadn’t been successful.
With other n, by now, they would have already been exploring her delights.
Yet Song Guanchao hadn’t so much as touched her at all.
This left her feeling deeply frustrated.
However, she knew it wasn’t because she lacked allure, but rather that this man was exceptionally forbearing.
After all, physical reactions can’t be faked.
He was clearly aroused!
Sister Lin leaned on the couch, legs crossed, exuding femininity.
She picked up her phone and dialed Secretary Sun’s number.
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