Official Career Storm Chapter 422

"Ah~"

Zeng Li hugged him tightly, so that their bodies were also pressed closely together.

She used her plump buttocks to trap Xiao Song between them, sliding back and forth repeatedly.

In no ti, her panties were soaked through, revealing a particularly clear and distinct outline.

Each friction made her gasp for breath.

Song Guanchao’s muscles tensed, his reaction just as intense.

He wanted to push Zeng Li away, but felt it was too excessive.

After struggling with himself, he didn’t push her away, but also didn’t take the initiative, silently letting her continue.

"Ah, ah~"

Zeng Li’s slender waist twisted joyfully, faster and faster, the stimulation multiplying, uncontrollably intense.

"Brother Song, it feels so good."

Zeng Li tilted up her face, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glossy with deep emotion.

"Brother Song, does it feel good to you?"

Song Guanchao kept silent.

"Hmph."

Zeng Li pouted softly, her hand stealthily catching her panties and then, while Song Guanchao wasn’t paying attention, she edged them aside.

The next second, Song Guanchao suddenly felt that last barrier disappear.

He was stunned until Zeng Li tried to adjust the angle, attempting to discreetly take him, before he sharply reacted.

"Stop it."

Song Guanchao grabbed her waist, stopping her from sitting down.

"I’m not ssing around, just rubbing."

"Enough."

"No, I’m not satisfied yet," said Zeng Li. "You ask for a favor, you have to give sothing in return."

She grasped Song Guanchao’s hand, saying, "Let go, I promise just to rub, won’t go inside."

"..." Song Guanchao pondered for a while, then said, "I’ll hold you, move slowly."

Seeing Song Guanchao wouldn’t let go, Zeng Li had to compromise, "Okay."

She could only sway her hips locked in Song Guanchao’s grasp.

Though without the barrier of the panties, she also couldn’t go any further.

Yet even so, it was thrilling for her.

She continually rubbed against him with the softness of a young girl, occasionally squeezing her legs together, feeling equally stimulated.

Her panting beca heavier, suddenly grabbing Song Guanchao’s hand, "Brother Song, give your hand."

Song Guanchao released his hand, letting her hold it.

But the next second, he saw Zeng Li lift his hand, her sexy red lips parting to take his fingers into her mouth.

The moist warmth enveloping his fingers sent a sharp thrill through him.

Moreover, the girl was still giving him that seductive glance.

That look was too much for Song Guanchao to bear.

Perceiving Song Guanchao’s response, she pushed him onto the tatami.

Then she sat down, her legs together.

The tight squeeze suddenly intensified.

And his hips moved more abruptly, the buttocks lifting and falling, creating smacking sounds.

Soon, a deep breath ca from Song Guanchao’s throat, and monts later, Zeng Li felt sothing.

She stopped, lifted her skirt to look, her already flushed cheeks turning even redder.

"Ah, Brother Song, you’re so naughty, getting it all over."

She climbed off Song Guanchao, a playful smile on her face.

Song Guanchao sat up from the tatami, glanced down, then back to Zeng Li, whose lips showed distaste, but her face was nonchalant. He suddenly felt exploited.

"Let’s eat."

Zeng Li let her skirt fall, walked over, and happily picked up her chopsticks.

After eating, Zeng Li left.

At half-past four in the afternoon, Zeng Li called.

The information was found.

The two t again in the Japanese restaurant.

Zeng Li had a pile of docunts in front of her.

She patted the docunts, eyes smiling as she looked at Song Guanchao. "I found it."

"Aweso!" Song Guanchao gave a thumbs up.

Kneeling on the tatami mat, Zeng Li, with her hands on the ground, stretched her neck closer to him. "I’ve sorted it out for you, how are you going to thank ?"

Song Guanchao silently backed away. "Aren’t I treating you to a al?"

"I want to eat you!"

Zeng Li pounced like a hungry tiger, knocking him down onto the tatami and wrapping her arms around his head, kisses raining down like a storm.

Song Guanchao turned his head away, and Zeng Li huffed, "Don’t dodge, or I won’t help you anymore!"

Ah...

Half an hour later, Zeng Li was wiping her body with a tissue.

Song Guanchao lay sprawled on the tatami, his eyes lifelessly staring at the ceiling.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Zeng Li rolled her eyes and said, "Stop playing innocent, I just nuzzled, didn’t really do anything to you. Humph, you keep this up and I’ll really get mad!"

Song Guanchao hurriedly got up from the floor, put on his trousers, squeezed out a smile, and started looking through the docunts she had found.

Hou Wen’s accounts in various banks were all normal, as were those of his wife and son.

But his brother-in-law’s account had a big problem.

His brother-in-law had accounts in three different banks, with a total amount exceeding 70 million.

Moreover, he had several secondary credit cards with almost a million in transactions each month.

"Right," Zeng Li pointed at the docunts in his hand with her chopsticks. "This Zhuo Hong, he owns over a dozen companies, and the shareholders are also his relatives."

"These company accounts together hold over three hundred million."

Song Guanchao asked, "Has this money been moved recently?"

"No."

"No?" Song Guanchao was a bit surprised.

According to his guess, Hou Wen stalled Zhang ilin’s appointnt just to leave enough ti for fleeing and transferring assets.

But now, the money in the accounts hadn’t been touched.

He couldn’t help but doubt if he and Wu Qiangwei had made a mistake.

"Keep an eye on these accounts for , and let know imdiately if there’s any activity."

"Don’t worry, I’ve got this."

Song Guanchao was sowhat preoccupied during the al.

He had been certain that Hou Wen was planning to flee, but now, he was not so sure.

Because Hou Wen hadn’t transferred the assets, which was unlike the response of an official planning to flee.

But if it wasn’t for fleeing, why then did he punish Zhang ilin and delay his appointnt?

It was too contradictory, it made no sense.

Just then, Zhang ilin suddenly called.

"Guan Chao, do you have ti?"

"Yes."

"Let’s et, I need to talk to you about sothing."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and stood up, saying, "I’ve got sothing to attend to."

Leaving the Japanese restaurant, he t Zhang ilin at a restaurant where he often dined.

He could tell that Zhang ilin seed troubled.

After a few drinks, Song Guanchao asked, "Brother Zhang, is sothing bothering you?"

Zhang ilin forced a smile and suddenly asked, "You asked last ti if there was trouble with County Magistrate Hou, what’s going on?"

Song Guanchao was a bit surprised. "Why do you suddenly ask about this, Brother Zhang? Have you heard sothing?"

"A couple of days ago, Hou Wen visited the city hall, I don’t know what he discussed with Mayor Zheng."

Zhang ilin looked worried. "I’m wondering if it has sothing to do with this."

Li Jun, placed by Minister Zhou as a spy next to Mayor Zheng, reported everything, big or small, in a tily manner.

This minor event was not taken seriously by Minister Zhou.

But Zhang ilin felt uneasy after receiving Song Guanchao’s call that day, and ntioned it to Minister Zhou.

Minister Zhou was also puzzled.

Why would Song Guanchao suddenly ask Zhang ilin if there’s trouble with Hou Wen?

Thinking about Hou Wen’s visit to Mayor Zheng, even though it was unclear whether it involved Zhang ilin, there was still a slight possibility. So he asked Zhang ilin to speak to Song Guanchao to see if he could find out more.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Song Guanchao’s expression turned serious. "Hou Wen ca to the city?"