She knew that Qiu Tu was just such a bold yet calculating person. He was capable of shooting a special envoy and yet not getting burned himself!
That was also why, after Zheng Tao was arrested, she had co to find Qiu Tu at the first opportunity, wanting to save Zheng Tao—she truly believed that Zheng Tao's arrest was Qiu Tu's retaliatory strike.
Of course, now that Tan Huimin had explained the whole situation to Qiu Tu, she guessed that this wasn't Qiu Tu's doing.
But from Qiu Tu's calm reaction, Tan Huimin still sharply sensed that even if he wasn't responsible for this matter, he might very well have been involved in the Investigation Bureau's power grab.
In other words... Qiu Tu still had the ability to rescue her husband.
Thinking this, Tan Huimin also made up her mind.
Having been around Qiu Tu for two days, Tan Huimin knew that this man had one major weakness—that was his lustfulness.
From the throngs of won surrounding Qiu Tu, from the way he looked at her, and from how he would take advantage whenever he could, Tan Huimin knew that Qiu Tu had been eyeing her for a long ti.
So, she knew what could attract Qiu Tu, what could exchange for her husband's safety.
Thinking so, Tan Huimin couldn't help but look resolutely at Qiu Tu and then said, "I don't know what kind of price you need to be willing to save my husband."
"But I want to say, I can pay any price. And that includes... ."
Hearing Tan Huimin's words, Qiu Tu wasn't at all surprised. He had already seen through Tan Huimin's inner thoughts in the corridor. So he chuckled lightly, not spoiling her in the least.
He withdrew his hand, then leaned back in his rocking chair, eyeing Tan Huimin like an item for sale, and gestured with his hand, "Then let's begin."
"Let experience Madam Zheng's skills."
"Don't worry, as long as you can make my brother comfortable, I won't make things difficult for Director Zheng."
Seeing that Qiu Tu agreed so readily, Tan Huimin suddenly hesitated for a mont.
Her beautiful oval face was full of conflict and uncertainty, as if she was struggling with a final decision in her heart.
After a mont, she clutched the corner of her already unbuttoned blouse, then turned her face away, trying a last rescue, "I got my period today. Can we do this another day?"
"Oh? Is that so?" Qiu Tu looked at Tan Huimin's profile.
It had to be said, this woman truly had a unique charm. She was very beautiful, had a kind of softness typical of won from the south of the Yangtze River, yet her personality was very decisive and stubborn.
This contrast in temperant added to her an unusual allure.
Added to that, she was now kneeling at Qiu Tu's feet, her blouse open, revealing to Qiu Tu's sight her full, soft mounds and flat abdon...
Therefore, Qiu Tu got up again, took hold of Tan Huimin's chin, and turned her face slowly so that she was looking directly at him.
Then Qiu Tu looked at her with an indifferent gaze and commanded, "Then show your wounded, bleeding spot."
"I want to verify it personally."
Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Tan Huimin's body trembled slightly.
With just that simple movent, Qiu Tu understood that Tan Huimin was lying to him.
So Qiu Tu was even more composed, he let go of Tan Huimin's chin, gestured and said, "Co on, show ."
Tan Huimin bit her lip, her hand clutching her blouse, looking at Qiu Tu. Trying one last struggle, she said, "I... am a married woman."
For a mont, Qiu Tu even laughed, "Madam, you must have never watched the soccer matches before the Era of Disaster, right? Goals scored by goalkeepers are even more exciting."
At these words, Tan Huimin took a deep breath. Then, as if she had made up her mind, she finally slowly got up, and with her eyes closed, she began to undo her restraints, one by one...
Soon, her slender legs were surrounded by a pile of clothing.
When the last restraint was undone, Tan Huimin's body shook again, and a tear slowly rolled down from the corner of her eye.
Qiu Tu was lying on the rocking chair, looking up at Tan Huimin. Tan Huimin's skin was as white as milk, and unobstructed now, she was like a sculpture made of white jade. She was stunningly beautiful.
A hint of admiration and appreciation flashed in Qiu Tu's eyes, suddenly feeling that Zheng Tao trading with the Evil God for this woman seed understandable, after all.
Thinking this, he got up and slowly walked over to Tan Huimin.
Tan Huimin seed to sense Qiu Tu's approach, and her hands crossed involuntarily over her chest.
Qiu Tu, however, embraced her without hesitation, his hand boldly venturing downward, delving inside.
His fingers slid slickly.
Tan Huimin's body jolted violently.
Qiu Tu clicked his tongue and said, "Madam, your body is still quite honest, huh."
After speaking, Qiu Tu withdrew his fingers, wiped them on Tan Huimin's full, soft flesh, then picked up the blouse and draped it over her.
Afterward, he walked directly toward the outside of the house without a hint of nostalgia.
Possibly sensing Qiu Tu's departure, Tan Huimin was montarily stunned. She was already beyond caring about the sha and indignation in her heart. She opened her eyes, turned around, and called out to Qiu Tu, "The thing you promised ..."
Qiu Tu waved his hand dismissively without turning back.
Seeing this gesture, Tan Huimin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that Qiu Tu had agreed to her terms.
But just then, Qiu Tu turned around, laughed and scolded her, "Did you really think that offering your body could save your husband?"
"Madam, have you been watching too many plot-based adult films?"
"Use your brain, would you?"
After saying that, Qiu Tu "heh-heh" chuckled twice, throwing out the sentence, "Zheng Tao dares to fra , he's a dead man. That's what I said."
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