Official Career Storm
Chapter 523

Chapter 523: Chapter 523

Wu Qiangwei sat cross-legged on the massage bed, her panties and bra still wet, sheer, and see-through, revealing the skin underneath.

She hadn’t felt self-conscious at first, but when Song Guanchao came over and his gaze kept sneaking peeks, she realized.

But trying to cover up now would be even more embarrassing, so she decided to act indifferent and open.

"What did she talk to you about?"

Just as Song Guanchao was about to speak, the door opened again, and Qu Xiangru walked in, wrapped in a bath towel.

"Secretary Song, why did you come over here?"

Qu Xiangru walked over with a smile and said, "I went to the restroom for a moment, and you disappeared. I thought you had left, but it turns out you came here to find your secretary."

She picked up the essential oil and said, "You promised to give me a little massage, you can’t back out now."

In this moment, Qu Xiangru did not have the aloofness of a stranger; her words carried the familiarity of an acquaintance.

Wu Qiangwei glanced at her, then at Song Guanchao, and got up to relinquish the bed: "I’m going to take a dip."

Qu Xiangru lay down and said, "Secretary Song, help me undo the button of my bra."

Song Guanchao nearly crushed the bottle of essential oil in his hand; even though his back was to the hot spring pool, he could feel Wu Qiangwei’s murderous gaze.

He stood up, unfastened the bra, and Qu Xiangru’s sidelong breast freed from constraint, sprang back with elasticity.

He poured down the essential oil and massaged her dutifully.

His efforts were proper, but Qu Xiangru was not.

"Um-hmm, ahh," she moaned softly, the sounds quiet but, in the tranquil room with only the three of them, audible.

Though Wu Qiangwei was a bit away, she too could hear.

Wu Qiangwei, soaking in the pool, saw Song Guanchao bend down, his hands kneading her back, and instantly something in his pants stood erect.

She pursed her lips, feeling an unspeakable sense of suffocation in her heart.

She knew it wasn’t Song Guanchao’s fault, but seeing his reaction still made her uncomfortable.

After a dozen minutes or so, Song Guanchao said, "Governor Qu, that’s enough."

"Oh," she turned and said, "Can you also massage the front...?"

She stopped mid-turn, whispering, "I forgot your secretary is also here, let’s do it next time."

"..." Song Guanchao’s eyelids twitched rapidly, as the woman’s tactics seemed so straightforwardly divisive.

Qu Xiangru buttoned up her bra, stood up, and was about to say a few words to Wu Qiangwei when she pretended to accidentally notice Song Guanchao’s reaction below.

Her face flushed with two blossoms of color, she averted her eyes and said, "Secretary Wu, I’ll leave first, you take your time soaking."

"Mhm," Wu Qiangwei responded with a polite smile.

After Qu Xiangru left, Song Guanchao wanted to explain, but Wu Qiangwei suddenly stood up from the pool.

Hot spring water trailed down her neck and collarbone, gathering down the cleavage.

Trickling drop by drop from beneath her bra, it flowed further down her abdomen.

She walked over, silent, and lay on the bed, saying, "Massage me."

"...Okay."

He could see Wu Qiangwei was in a bad mood, so he didn’t dare to talk recklessly for fear of upsetting her.

He grabbed a towel, dried off the water from her body, and looking at the bra strap, he asked, "Secretary, do you want the bra undone?"

"Undo it."

"Oh."

Song Guanchao reached for the bra clasp and swiftly unfastened it.

Wu Qiangwei suddenly said, "You’re quite adept at that, do you often undo bras?"

"???"

Song Guanchao inwardly grumbled but pretended not to have heard.

He poured on the essential oil and began to massage gently, saying, "Governor Qu just asked me about the situation in Lingjiang."

As soon as they started discussing serious matters, Wu Qiangwei immediately switched roles.

Song Guanchao relayed everything he had discussed with Qu Xiangru.

He finished by asking, "Secretary, is Governor Qu’s backing about to collapse?"

"I haven’t heard anything about that," Wu Qiangwei said, also puzzled.

Qu Xiangru’s behavior didn’t match her identity at all.

Moreover, Qu Xiangru’s background had always been stable; there had been no news about any troubles.

If there really had been trouble, not just she, but even Song Guanchao could have seen it in the news.

Strange indeed.

She couldn’t make sense of this behavior.

After massaging her back, Song Guanchao stared at her butt, which was plump and firm, and poked her thigh with his finger, asking, "Secretary, would you like me to massage below too?"

"Hmm, go on," Wu Qiangwei instinctively responded before realizing what she had said.

But the words were out, and it would be awkward to take them back now.

It was just a massage, nothing else, after all.

But she knew that although Song Guanchao was just massaging, he definitely had other intentions in mind.

This bastard was never up to any good!

Feeling a hint of jealousy after thinking about his massage session with Qu Xiangru, Wu Qiangwei asked, "Governor Qu is very pretty, isn’t she?"

"Do you want the truth or a lie?" he replied.

Wu Qiangwei was amused, "What’s the lie?"

"The lie is, she’s very pretty."

Wu Qiangwei’s mood brightened, "And the truth?"

"The truth is, she’s extremely pretty."

"..." Wu Qiangwei’s breathing became a bit erratic, "So pretty that no wonder you had... a physical reaction!"

Song Guanchao said, "A physical reaction is a normal male response to beautiful things, inevitable for a common man. For example, right now, seeing the Secretary, I have a reaction too, a much stronger one."

Wu Qiangwei glanced to the side and saw his underwear tented so high, like it was hiding a rod of iron.

She gave a light spit and changed the subject, "When is the special operations team going to make the arrest?"

"This weekend." Song Guanchao took the opportunity to brief her on the operation to arrest Yao Jinsheng as well.

"Yao Jinsheng?"

Wu Qiangwei commented, "That means a position at the Police Department will open up too."

"I suggest Captain Hu could take on the role temporarily."

Song Guanchao, pinching her calf, slowly massaged upwards, over the knee, across the top of the thigh, stopping just below the crests of her buttocks.

As he pushed all the way to that point, her buttocks quivered like waves, offering a direct visual experience that maxed out satisfaction.

After massaging for over half an hour, Song Guanchao finally stopped.

Wu Qiangwei sat up from the bed, her cheeks flushed as if blood was coursing through them; it was unclear if it was due to the high temperature in the room or from being massaged.

She soaked in the tub for a while, then washed her body, and afterward, got dressed and came out.

Song Guanchao couldn’t help but gaze at her undergarments in her hand a bit longer than necessary.

Her clothes were thin, and without a bra, those two points were particularly noticeable.

But since it was evening, and she would be getting straight into the car, she didn’t have to worry about being seen.

Still, wasn’t it uncomfortable not wearing anything down there?

She stuffed her underwear into her bag, and when she looked up, Song Guanchao had already averted his gaze.

The chauffeur drove Wu Qiangwei down to the building first, and Song Guanchao walked her up to her apartment. As he was about to leave, Wu Qiangwei said, "Let me know when you move in, I’ll come over."

"Alright."

...

The next day.

The city bureau saw the addition of a Jin Rong.

He joined the special case team temporarily, and Director Jia, along with several leaders of the Police Department, didn’t say much about it.

For a case that carried no risk but promised great credit, it was common for leaders to insert someone.

The purpose, of course, was to add luster to their record.

To take some credit and create a shiny resume, smoothing the way for future career advancement.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the weekend arrived.

Today was the day to carry out the official arrest operation.

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