Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 34 - 34 33-4 Massage and Heart-to-Heart Talk

34: Chapter 33-4 Massage and Heart-to-Heart Talk 34: Chapter 33-4 Massage and Heart-to-Heart Talk “I should be the one to say sorry,” Li Sijie said to Song Xiaodong with a smile.

“I actually thought you were taking advantage of me just now.”

Song Xiaodong really was taking advantage of Li Sijie.

As a guy who had been raised by his sister since childhood, he harbored a special preference for women a few years older than himself.

Now, Li Sijie had a unique allure for him, and he truly had been uncontrollably taking advantage of her.

But of course, he couldn’t admit that.

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, “The issue President Li has isn’t that serious, really.

As long as you can set aside your worries and ensure enough sleep, you’ll recover quickly.”

“Enough sleep…” Li Sijie forced a smile, then sighed and said, “Ah, that’s precisely it.

I can’t sleep well at night anymore.”

“Is that so?

If President Li trusts me, I can massage your head now to relieve your headache.

Of course, if I were to do it again before you sleep tonight, it would help you fall asleep quickly; it’s just that it would be quite inconvenient.”

“Massages are effective?” Li Sijie looked at Song Xiaodong doubtfully.

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, “Of course, my massage isn’t just any ordinary massage.

I don’t usually do this for others.

Now, one reason I’m doing this is that I will be relying on President Li for a living in the future, and secondly, I find President Li especially approachable, so I wanted to help you.”

Li Sijie smiled lightly and said, “Flattering me won’t work; you need real skills for that.”

“Then let me show President Li my real skills,” Song Xiaodong said as he moved behind Li Sijie’s chair and gently placed his hands on her head.

Li Sijie’s body stiffened, her fists clenched tightly, and her neck tensed up sharply.

This surprised Song Xiaodong.

Li Sijie was almost thirty and still so nervous around men.

Could it be that she wasn’t married yet?

“President Li, relax, it will be more effective that way.”

“Sorry, I’ve never really had a massage from a man before and suddenly it feels quite awkward.”

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, “Just pretend I’m a doctor.”

“That makes sense,” Li Sijie thought, and gradually she relaxed a lot more.

Li Sijie’s head had been aching, but after Song Xiaodong massaged her for a few minutes, she felt the pain decrease significantly, which made her relax even more, leaning back unconsciously, and her chair tilted backwards slightly.

With her eyes closed, Li Sijie said, “Little Song, your technique is really good, my headache is indeed much better.

You are quite impressive; you should have been a doctor.”

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, “That won’t do, I don’t have a medical license.”

“That’s a pity.”

After saying this, Li Sijie fell silent, and Song Xiaodong also stood behind without speaking.

Li Sijie was wearing a light blouse, slightly open at the neckline, offering a discreet view from the front.

Li Sijie was not yet thirty, and although she was no spring chicken, this was the time when a woman’s figure and skin were at their prime.

Song Xiaodong’s heart raced as he looked at her, swallowing hard, feeling a surge of desire.

“Ah…” Li Sijie suddenly sighed, which brought Song Xiaodong back from his lascivious thoughts.

Clearing his throat, Song Xiaodong said, “If you don’t mind, you could share your troubles with me.

Talking helps relieve mental stress too.”

Li Sijie was silent for a moment before saying, “It’s trouble with my marriage.

I feel like my husband no longer loves me.

He often doesn’t come home at night, and when he does, he barely speaks to me.

Besides, he’s extremely suspicious, always suspecting I’m having an affair with someone at the club.”

“Perhaps his suspicion shows he cares about you?”

Li Sijie sighed softly and said, “If that were true, I’d be relieved, but I always feel he has other motives—like he wants to…

divorce me.”

“For a woman like President Li, anyone who marries you is lucky beyond measure.

How could he bear to divorce you?”

“Maybe he’s lost interest,” Li Sijie shook her head, exhaling deeply.

It wasn’t Song Xiaodong’s place to comment on someone else’s marital issues.

He felt unjust for Li Sijie; she was certainly alluring to men, and he even felt an urge to make a move on her—how could her husband possibly not want her?

“Director Sun is coming.

President Li is in her office,” voices from the corridor said.

Upon hearing this, Li Sijie immediately sat up straight, her face flushed with panic, and said, “My husband is here; hide quickly.”

Song Xiaodong frowned and asked, “Hide?

Why should we hide?

We haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Didn’t I tell you?

My husband is terribly suspicious.

If he sees you in my office, he’ll get angry, and then we’ll be arguing again.

Little Song, please, just help me this time and hide.”

“But where should I hide?” Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

In this office, aside from a desk and a set of sofas, there was a bookcase, but that certainly wasn’t a hiding place.

“Here, here,” Li Sijie pushed the table, and the chair slid backward.

She pointed under the table in front of her legs.

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened; it was a place to hide, but it seemed a bit too cramped.

“Please, my husband is about to come in.

Help me this time, and afterward, I’ll do anything for you,” Li Sijie pleaded as she tugged on Song Xiaodong’s arm.

“Really anything?” his heart warmed, Song Xiaodong asked subconsciously.

Li Sijie was indeed too tempting for men.

“Yes, yes, quickly,” Li Sijie was not considering anything else at the moment.

She pulled Song Xiaodong over without hesitation, stuffed him under the desk, and then pulled the edge of the table while her chair slid back to the table, effectively blocking Song Xiaodong completely.

As long as Li Sijie stayed seated, even if someone stood behind her, they wouldn’t see another person under the desk.