Official Career Storm
Chapter 581

Chapter 581: Chapter 581

Ma Jichun’s attitude made Song Guanchao certain of one thing.

The one who had administered his punishment at the Provincial Organization Department was probably this Director Ma.

The two had no old grudges or recent quarrels; Director Ma was merely doing a favor for his father-in-law, Tu Zhaorui.

As for whether this punishment would affect Song Guanchao, he didn’t care in the least.

But Director Ma was a capable man, knowing that the provincial leaders were starting to take notice of Song Guanchao; he didn’t want to be remembered for this trivial matter, so he apologized during their conversation.

That’s how it is in officialdom, there are no eternal enemies.

Song Guanchao wasn’t a stubborn brute. He brushed it off with a laugh.

At lunch, Song Guanchao picked up the tab, which gave Ma Jichun a good talking point.

But in his heart, he felt relieved.

Song Guanchao used this gesture to tell him that the matter was behind them and that he didn’t take it to heart.

In the afternoon, Ma Jichun met with Liang Jianfeng.

Then he went to the hospital to visit Liang Jiajia.

In the evening, Song Guanchao brought food to the hospital and ate with Liang Jiajia.

Liang Jianfeng had intended to stay overnight but saw that Song Guanchao was adamant about not leaving.

Hu Xing sensed something was amiss and dragged Liang Jianfeng out of the hospital.

"You’ve been a cop for so many years, can’t you see that Xiao Song is going to stay the night? Stop being a third wheel."

"That’s my daughter, what ’staying the night’ is he up to?"

Liang Jianfeng felt gloomy and a bit worried, "You think they won’t do anything inappropriate at night?"

Hu Xing glared, "Nonsense, that’s a hospital, how could they behave inappropriately?"

...

Liang Jiajia was in a private room, which was very nice.

In fact, she was almost recovered; judging by her injuries, she could have been discharged to recuperate at home.

But it was a work-related injury, and the matter had become somewhat serious, so the city’s intention was for her to stay until she was fully healed before being discharged.

Song Guanchao closed the door and sat down by the bed with a serious demeanor, pulling out his phone and saying, "I’ve downloaded a movie."

Liang Jiajia slowly shifted her body to the side, making room, "Come up here."

Song Guanchao glanced at the door, "It doesn’t seem appropriate; what if someone sees us..."

"The nurses don’t do rounds at night."

"Oh~" Song Guanchao tacitly understood, kicked off his shoes, and squeezed onto the bed with her.

He opened the downloaded film, and Liang Jiajia leaned against his shoulder. As they watched, she felt something was off.

"What kind of movie is this?"

"I don’t know; I just downloaded something at random."

On the screen, a female worker got on a bus, and suddenly a man approached, caressing the woman’s thigh, then exploring the mysteries beneath her skirt.

Liang Jiajia watched with flushed cheeks and a racing heart, pinching his waist and whispering, "Why did you download this kind of movie!"

"Cough, I made a mistake, let’s just watch it anyway."

Song Guanchao’s arm wrapped around her neck, his hand initially resting on her arm. As the movie progressed, his fingers started to wander.

He inched closer to her breasts along her arm.

Liang Jiajia felt it but didn’t stop him.

She was wearing a nightgown that Hu Xing had brought from home, made of cotton and linen—thin, soft, and breathable.

Song Guanchao grasped her through the nightgown.

Liang Jiajia pursed her lips, her body quivering slightly.

Song Guanchao fondled it in his palm, playing with it meticulously.

After a while, he suddenly undid the buttons of the nightgown, pushed it aside, and directly grabbed her breast without any barrier.

Liang Jiajia, unsettled by his touch, whispered, "Go lock the door."

Hearing this, Song Guanchao dropped the phone and dashed over like a sprinter.

After locking the door, Song Guanchao walked back while unbuckling his belt.

Seeing his hurried appearance, Liang Jiajia almost buried her face into the blanket.

Jumping onto the bed, just as Song Guanchao was about to make his move, Liang Jiajia said, "Gently, don’t let people hear."

Then she added, "From behind."

She lay down, turning her body to the side and presenting her bottom.

Song Guanchao embraced her from behind, reaching down, he found that she had already taken off her pants, leaving only a pair of little panties.

The delicate skin of her thighs and bottom felt like touching a piece of mutton-fat jade to Song Guanchao.

He hooked her panties aside, his fingers slipped down and found her already a muddied mess.

Liang Jiajia trembled as she was touched, shaking her ample bottom, she said, "Stop touching, just come in."

Song Guanchao lifted her hips, Xiao Song pressed against Yumen, his right hand pinching her chin, turned her small face towards him and kissed her.

First sealing her lips above to prevent her from shouting out when he sealed the lips below.

"Mmm~"

Liang Jiajia extended her tongue and kissed him back. Song Guanchao, holding onto her waist, thrust forward, breaking through the barriers and reaching straight to her heart.

The sensation of fullness and swelling provided Liang Jiajia with a feeling of satisfaction; her body took merely a second to go from tenseness to trembling and then to relaxation.

They hadn’t made love for a long time; Song Guanchao thought, and Liang Jiajia yearned for it even more.

Had her injury not still been healing, Liang Jiajia would have long switched from defense to offense.

After a period of suppressed indulgence, Song Guanchao liberated his scorching love, and they both took deep breaths to regain their composure.

However, it didn’t stay quiet for long as Liang Jiajia again started shaking her hips, awakening Xiao Song.

...

On Sunday, at four-thirty in the afternoon, Jin Rong sent a message.

The place Qu Xiangru had arranged to meet him was the same clubhouse where they had entertained the city leaders last time.

"Let’s change the place," Song Guanchao sent an address over.

It took Jin Rong more than ten minutes to reply: "Fine, Governor Qu will contact you when he gets there."

Song Guanchao forwarded the message to Wu Qiangwei.

As six o’clock approached, he and Wu Qiangwei met at the bathhouse.

Wu Qiangwei had changed into bathing attire, her hair tied up into a bun, as they met in a corner of the buffet restaurant.

At six thirty, Qu Xiangru messaged, indicating her arrival.

"Governor Qu is here."

"You go ahead."

Wu Qiangwei took herself off to a private room for a hot spring bath, and shortly after, Qu Xiangru came to the restaurant.

The bathhouse’s bathing attire included a short-sleeved V-neck top and shorts that came to the knee.

Qu Xiangru had also swept up her hair, securing it with a butterfly clip, revealing her snow-white neck.

They picked some food and sat down to eat.

Seeing she didn’t seem inclined to speak, Song Guanchao quietly ate his meal.

After eating, Qu Xiangru got up to wander around the bathhouse, Song Guanchao tagging along.

As they passed the public hot springs, Qu Xiangru suddenly asked, "Are you very afraid of me? Afraid that I’ll set a trap for you?"

Song Guanchao just smiled without a word; he knew Qu Xiangru was referring to his sudden change of the meeting place.

She bypassed the public bathing area and walked into the movie section. It was pitch-dark inside, and amid the shadows, pairs of men and women could be seen on sofa beds, whispering sweet nothings beneath the covers or engaging in bold actions.

She walked deeper inside, and Song Guanchao suggested, "Governor Qu, perhaps we should choose another spot."

Qu Xiangru looked at him teasingly, her gaze dropping to his groin as she taunted, "Afraid I’ll eat you up?"

Song Guanchao chuckled. You’re not afraid, so what should I be afraid of?

Had they not changed the location, he might have been wary, worried about Qu Xiangru setting a trap for him.

But here, he really didn’t believe Qu Xiangru could be so bold.

She found an empty bed and lay down; Song Guanchao lifted the covers and lay down as well.

Qu Xiangru turned toward him, her slender jade hands gently roaming over his chest; when she spoke, the warmth of her breath tickled his neck and ears.

"Secretary Song, do you realize you’re in great danger?"

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