Official Career Storm
Chapter 657

Chapter 657: Chapter 657

Song Guanchao’s heart was about to stop.

Little did he know, Wu Qiangwei was also extremely nervous at this moment.

Had Song Guanchao been a bit calmer, he would have noticed that the body of Wu Qiangwei in his arms was already silently tense.

Coming to Jiangzhou over the weekend was Wu Qiangwei’s spur-of-the-moment decision.

She hadn’t lied to Song Guanchao; she came here just to relax.

Calling Song Guanchao along was because she wanted some company.

While they went out to play today, she was very happy.

Quietly reading in the library, having Song Guanchao take photos of her at the zoo, like a couple deeply in love.

She vaguely felt that she and Song Guanchao might soon take that step.

She wasn’t someone who left choices to time; she preferred to take control of each decision.

So, she came over tonight.

Only, she found that she might not be ready yet.

Thus, she resorted to the cliché of pretending to be asleep.

She thought that Song Guanchao might be a bit more proactive.

But who knew, when it mattered, this guy wasn’t so bold.

"Phew~"

Song Guanchao gently let out a breath, and the hand she held in her arms had quietly been taken out.

He placed his hand on Wu Qiangwei’s waist, inch by inch touched, finally resting on her full, protruding bottom.

He gently caressed, then couldn’t resist giving a squeeze.

So wonderfully elastic, exceedingly soft.

He thrust his waist, matching the sway of her bottom, but there was still an obstacle between them, and although the friction was stimulating, it lacked something.

He hesitated, unable to decide between reason and desire.

He could feel that Wu Qiangwei’s panties were already soaking wet.

Yet he still didn’t dare.

What if he woke her up...

Moreover, something like this should be done when one’s awake.

The person is asleep now, what is this supposed to be.

Taking advantage?

Song Guanchao squeezed her bottom for a while, just about to turn over to sleep when suddenly he felt a small hand reaching over, tugging at his underwear.

Song Guanchao’s mind buzzed.

Secretary Wu, just... what kind of dream are you having?

No time to think more, as she tried to pull them down, he quickly grabbed her hand and pressed it back.

Yet her bottom kept swaying.

With one less layer of obstruction, the feeling was completely different.

He held Wu Qiangwei’s waist, rubbing against the contour.

Making her body tremble, her breathing soft and continuous.

More than half an hour later, Song Guanchao finally stopped, and the woman in his arms stopped too.

Song Guanchao slowly got out of bed, took some paper, and crawled into the covers to clean up the battlefield.

Feeling his cleaning motions, Wu Qiangwei silently sighed.

Still didn’t succeed.

She roughly knew what the problem was.

Song Guanchao wasn’t lacking courage; he just thought that this wasn’t right.

In the end, it was still her problem.

Forget it, let’s sleep.

After waking up, it was already past ten.

Song Guanchao opened his eyes, finding himself holding Wu Qiangwei, his hand on her soft chest.

He instinctively gave a squeeze, so soft, so large.

He reluctantly let go of his hand, slowly retreated, and lay back down.

Half an hour later, Wu Qiangwei sat up from the bed, got dressed, picked up her bag and room card, and left.

Hearing the door close, Song Guanchao quickly got up.

After meeting, everything was natural between them, as if nothing had happened last night.

After lunch, they didn’t wander around again.

Tomorrow morning, there would be a report meeting, so they needed to rest well today.

When returning to the hotel in the evening, Wu Qiangwei asked, "Did you bring the suit?"

"I brought it."

"Wear it tomorrow."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao pulled out the room card and suddenly asked, "Secretary, do you want a foot massage?"

Wu Qiangwei paused her action of pulling out the room card, and without looking up, said, "No need."

Song Guanchao grinned and revealed his teeth.

The next day.

The provincial committee held a civil servant report meeting at the auditorium.

This report meeting was very large in scale and high in specifications.

Over a hundred provincial and city media outlets were invited, and all the provincial committee members who were not on trips attended.

When Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei arrived at the venue, Wu Qiangwei went to talk to the leaders from the province.

Feeling a bit bored, he found a seat and sat down, watching the people continuously entering the venue.

After a while, he saw several familiar figures.

Liang Jianfeng arrived, and Liang Jiajia came as well.

Then he saw Fu Ying and Zhang Meilin.

"Hey."

A crisp voice sounded beside him, and Song Guanchao turned his head, seeing Zhou Qian.

She wore a little suit without carrying a work ID, obviously not here to interview.

This time, she had also made a contribution; her anti-corruption documentary had a significant impact in the province, and the provincial committee leaders had noticed her.

"When did you arrive?"

"Last night."

"Just you?"

"The station leaders came too."

Zhou Qian said, "You’re going to be in the spotlight soon."

Song Guanchao shrugged and said, "Being too outstanding is like this, I’m quite troubled too."

Zhou Qian covered her mouth and chuckled, then suddenly asked quietly, "Are you going back tonight?"

She had a mischievous look, almost directly asking him where he was staying tonight.

"Not certain tonight." Song Guanchao said, "Secretary might take me to Yanjing."

"Alright." Zhou Qian pursed her lips.

Just then, Liang Jiajia walked over.

"Miss Zhou." Liang Jiajia wasn’t unfamiliar with her either.

"Hello, Officer Liang." Zhou Qian had a bit of envy for her, for being able to spend time with Song Guanchao daily.

The two women chatted politely for a while, then Zhou Qian gave her space.

Liang Jiajia asked, "When are you going to Yanjing?"

"Not sure, waiting for the leader’s arrangement."

"Okay, then once the commendation is over, I’ll head back with my dad."

Liang Jiajia suddenly leaned over and whispered, "My aunt has come, just in time for your return from Yanjing, during the safe period."

Song Guanchao was stunned for a moment, then a wave of mischievous fire surged up.

Safe period... That obviously meant he wouldn’t need protection.

Looking at her teasing smile, Song Guanchao knew this girl was deliberately seducing him.

"Wait until I come back and see how I deal with you!" Song Guanchao suppressed his voice, looking fierce.

Liang Jiajia let out a soft hum, swayed her little waist, and left, leaving Song Guanchao alone, stirred up and uncomfortable.

Fu Ying walked over from a distance, just about to approach, but saw a dignified silhouette get to Song Guanchao first.

"Secretary Song, when did you arrive?" Qu Xiangru smiled warmly, in a tone of a leader caring for a subordinate.

"Governor Qu, I just arrived not long ago."

Even if Song Guanchao was unwilling at heart, he had to show enough respect on such an occasion.

Qu Xiangru said, "I heard the demolition hasn’t been going smoothly recently?"

Song Guanchao secretly became cautious; this woman seemed overly concerned about the happenings in the city.

"Quite smoothly, it’s almost done."

"Really?" Qu Xiangru smiled meaningfully, "Secretary Song, I have a suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"

"Please go ahead, Governor Qu."

"I think it’d be better to hand over the high-speed rail project to Mayor Zheng to manage together. In terms of economics, Mayor Zheng has more experience than Secretary Wu. Secretary Song, what do you think of my suggestion?"

Song Guanchao’s smile was more forced than genuine as he said, "Governor Qu, please mind your own matters. Lingjiang doesn’t require your concern."

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