Official Career Storm Chapter 36

Liang Jiajia almost burst into laughter, snorting, "No way!"

"Free of charge, though."

"I don’t want it even if it’s free!"

Song Guanchao felt a bit pained and, after a short while, added, "I really need to pee all of a sudden."

"Hold it in!"

"If I hold it any longer, I’m going to wet my pants."

Liang Jiajia gnashed her tiny tiger teeth, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry at this guy’s shalessness.

"If Officer Liang won’t speak, then I’m coming in," Song Guanchao declared.

Without waiting for Liang Jiajia to respond, Song Guanchao had already pushed the door open and walked in.

Upon entering, Liang Jiajia discovered that he wasn’t wearing any clothes, just sauntering in bare.

"Pervert!" Liang Jiajia chided in a soft voice.

Song Guanchao chuckled and walked closer, wrapping his arm around her slender and flexible waist, "Officer Liang, shall I give you a back rub?"

As he spoke, his hands road indecently up and down, touching her until her body went limp and she gasped for breath.

Liang Jiajia’s breasts were quite spectacular, too much for one hand to hold.

Yet, her waist was so slim that a pair of hands could easily encircle it, and her buttocks were exceptionally plump.

Such an exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio made Song Guanchao unable to keep his hands off her.

"Stop touching," Liang Jiajia’s voice trembled slightly as she pushed at his shoulder, sowhat embarrassed, "I’m a bit swollen down there."

Song Guanchao paused, recalling last night’s intense battle and considering that it was her first ti... It was normal for her body to be a bit overwheld.

"I’ll rub your back for you."

Song Guanchao wasn’t an animal driven by his lower half, he wouldn’t impose himself when she was feeling unwell.

He lathered up so soap for her while continuing to discuss the evening’s events.

Learning that Fu Cheng had used such dirty tricks against Song Guanchao, Liang Jiajia suddenly felt a bit guilty.

If it weren’t for her, Fu Cheng wouldn’t have harbored such resentnt towards Song Guanchao.

Moreover, Song Guanchao had deliberately asked her to be involved in capturing Fu Cheng tonight.

She was well aware that Song Guanchao was trying to give her the credit.

With that in mind, Liang Jiajia suddenly hugged him.

Her tender body pressed against his.

Song Guanchao had just put down the soap when he felt her movent and lowered his head to look.

Liang Jiajia t his gaze, then, as if making a certain resolution, bit her lip.

Then, she slowly crouched down.

The next second, she parted her lips.

Song Guanchao felt the warm, tight embrace.

Looking down at Liang Jiajia, with her mouth puffed up from the stretch, Song Guanchao enjoyed the sensation, feeling every pore in his body contract in pleasure.

The next day.

Song Guanchao arrived at Li Lake Mansion at six in the morning.

Just after he parked his car, he saw Wu Qiangwei, dressed in sportswear, coming out of the building.

Wu Qiangwei also saw Song Guanchao and frowned, "What are you doing here so early?"

Song Guanchao replied, "I know the secretary has a habit of running in the morning. You’ve just moved here, so I need to protect you."

Wu Qiangwei felt a subtle emotion inside and humd in acknowledgnt, then started jogging toward the nearby park.

Song Guanchao trailed far behind her, neither affecting the leader’s mood for exercise nor failing to protect her from a distance.

Li Lake Park featured a man-made lake, circling which was exactly five kiloters, with beautiful scenery and a clean ground.

About a third way through the run, a tall, handso young man with a physique like a male model began jogging alongside Wu Qiangwei.

The man started flirting while running, "Your running posture is very professional. Are you an athlete?"

Wu Qiangwei glanced at him and shook her head gently, "No."

"It’s rare to see an amateur runner with such a professional stride."

The man smiled with a softness in his handsoness, his eyes embodying the sensitivity of a poet, and he had an air of lancholy that bewitched won.

Moreover, his voice was very magnetic, making people feel as comfortable as if they were basking in the spring breeze.

"Thank you," Wu Qiangwei responded with a smile.

Song Guanchao noticed this man the mont he appeared and saw the two of them chatting and laughing, even stopping later to walk instead of run.

"Fuck!"

Song Guanchao was itching with irritation.

Where did this pretty boy pop out from?

Look at the radiant smile on Wu Qiangwei’s pretty face, she’s never smiled at like that!

It seems that no matter the woman, they all react the sa when they see a handso guy.

Our own Secretary is no exception.

Song Guanchao couldn’t help but touch his face, thinking that he wasn’t bad-looking himself, just a bit dark.

But that’s not called being dark, that’s called being healthy!

Around seven, Wu Qiangwei and the pretty boy parted ways at the park entrance.

At seven-thirty, Wu Qiangwei changed into her formal attire, ca downstairs, and got into the car.

Song Guanchao, expressionless, waited until she buckled up before starting the car.

Wu Qiangwei keenly sensed that Song Guanchao seed upset.

She glanced at him and asked, "What about the stead buns?"

Song Guanchao drove with an unwavering gaze, handing her the stead buns and soy milk with one hand.

She took them, took small bites of the buns, and sipped the soy milk.

After finishing, she wiped her mouth and suddenly asked, "Did you see the man who was hitting on just now?"

"Yeah, I saw him," Song Guanchao said sarcastically. "That guy was really good-looking and well-built; looked like a male model. The Secretary seed to have a lot of topics in common with him, the conversation looked quite enjoyable."

Hmm?

Wu Qiangwei turned to stare at him for a few seconds as if realizing why he was angry.

"Did you tell anyone else that I live at Li Lake Mansion?"

"No."

"I heard you were quite sothing in the military?"

"I wasn’t all that great, just barely elite."

"Heh," Wu Qiangwei chuckled with a hint of mockery. "Elite? An elite who couldn’t see that there was sothing off about the man who hit on just now. Is that all the military elite amount to?"

Song Guanchao was taken aback, almost imdiately understanding Wu Qiangwei’s aning and catching the details he had previously overlooked.

Wu Qiangwei was beautiful.

But she wore a baseball cap while running.

At most, one could only tell that she had a nice figure; the features of her face weren’t clear.

Moreover, people who have a habit of jogging rarely hit on soone else during the run.

Even if they would strike up a conversation, they’d wait until after the run.

But the man from earlier was decked out in very professional running gear, yet he did sothing so unprofessional.

Furthermore, Wu Qiangwei had just moved in yesterday, and on her first morning jog, soone hit on her.

Too coincidental!

So much that it didn’t seem like a coincidence!

It seed more like soone had intentionally approached her!

And the only people who knew Wu Qiangwei was staying here were him and Tian Xue.

"What do you think of Tian Xue?" Wu Qiangwei suddenly asked.

Indeed, she was also suspecting Tian Xue.

Song Guanchao responded directly, "Just entered the workforce, lacks a bit of experience."

Wu Qiangwei humd in acknowledgnt but said no more.

They arrived at the City Committee.

Tian Xue was already there; seeing Wu Qiangwei, she quickly got up, "Good morning, Secretary."

"Co in."

"Oh, okay."

Tian Xue followed her in.

About ten minutes later, she ca out with red eyes.

She gave a resentful look towards Song Guanchao and whispered angrily, "Snake!"

Song Guanchao didn’t need to ask to know what Wu Qiangwei had discussed with her; she must have asked if she told anyone else about her rented address.

However, the girl seed to think that it was he who had snitched.