Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 226 - 227: The Office

Chapter 226: Chapter 227: The Office

In the afternoon, well after two o’clock, Li Yifei arrived at He Fangqing’s office. After a brief discussion about some matters, He Fangqing, smiling, looked at Li Yifei and said, "What’s the matter? You look all worried and upset."

Li Yifei rested his arms on the back of the sofa, spread his legs, and let out a long sigh. "I’m plagued by romantic troubles. Do you think that feels good?"

He Fangqing rolled her eyes at Li Yifei. "I don’t think I’ve put any pressure on you, have I?"

Li Yifei slid down a bit to get more comfortable and said, "You haven’t put any pressure on me, but Xu Yingying is really pressuring me. Her parents are here, and they’re pushing for a marriage right now."

He Fangqing’s pretty eyebrows rose slightly before she chuckled. "Well, this is bad for you. Aren’t you going to have to marry Yingying?"

Li Yifei rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Marry who? If it came to that, I would marry you instead of her."

His words clearly pleased He Fangqing. She moved to sit beside Li Yifei, resting her hands on his thighs and gently drumming them as she said, "What’s wrong with Yingying? Why do you dislike her so much?"

"It’s not that I dislike her," he explained, "but we’re just not on the same path. To put it crudely, we’re just not compatible. She’s a typical career woman, while I’m the sort who seeks comfort and ease. Our personalities just don’t match. Forcing us together would definitely lead to constant clashes and arguments."

He Fangqing tilted her head, looking at Li Yifei with a teasing smile. "Actually, I think you two are quite well-matched. One takes care of the home, the other takes care of business. I feel like conflicts and issues arise when both are career-driven. Surely in a marriage, one person should look after the home, right?"

Li Yifei shook his head. "Even if what you’re saying makes sense, matters of the heart require a spark, right? Yingying and I have never had that spark. If we weren’t fairly good friends, I would have walked away a long time ago. Why would I continue this charade with her otherwise?"

He Fangqing laughed softly. "But now that her parents are here pushing for a marriage, if you don’t agree, shouldn’t you put an end to it sooner rather than later?"

"Yingying said we’d get a fake marriage certificate to fool her parents. Once they leave, everything will be fine."

"Giggle, you really have quite a plan," He Fangqing said with a light chuckle, her gaze suddenly becoming sultry.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Yifei felt unnerved by her look, a familiar one that meant He Fangqing was about to seduce him.

"What do you think I... want to do?" He Fangqing leaned against Li Yifei’s chest, looking up at him. One hand climbed to his neck while the other reached for his belt. "You haven’t come to see me in a while. I’ve missed you."

Li Yifei laughed dryly. "Fangqing, this is an office."

He Fangqing leaned closer, her face just inches away from Li Yifei’s, her right hand gently rubbing just below his belly. She spoke in a coaxing voice, "What’s there to fear in an office? Don’t men like you love this kind of thrill? It’s more exciting here."

Li Yifei felt a rush of heat stir within him. Faced with such a tempting creature as He Fangqing, any man would struggle to control himself, especially since Li Yifei had had many experiences with her before, particularly in the thrilling setting of an office. At that moment, restraint seemed exceedingly difficult.

Li Yifei had undergone intense training, even against the allure of beauty, designed to ensure he maintained a cool head and didn’t let slip any indiscretions. However, that didn’t mean he could remain unaffected by such seduction.

"Are you sure you want to do it here today?" Li Yifei’s eyes flamed with desire as he stared at He Fangqing like a predator fixated on its prey.

"If you don’t agree... then we could only go back home," she replied.

"You little temptress, if you’re not afraid, then what do I have to be scared of?" Li Yifei stretched out his arms, scooping He Fangqing into an embrace, and leaned down to plant a deep kiss on her lips.

He Fangqing let out a pleasing moan through her nose and responded eagerly to Li Yifei. Although she would never admit she wanted to have any sort of romantic feelings for Li Yifei, insisting that their relationship was purely transactional, she knew she wasn’t the kind to frivolously seek out just any man. Even with her desires, it had to be Li Yifei who comforted her, not some random man.

The pleasure that Li Yifei had given her the first time was unforgettable, constantly lingering in He Fangqing’s thoughts. This made her throw caution to the wind whenever she was alone with Li Yifei, irresistible temptation driving her to seduce him time and again. Afterwards, she would feel shamefully lewd, yet she found it incredibly hard to resist the urge.

The thought of Xu Yingying coming back and knowing there wouldn’t be a chance to be alone with Li Yifei for a while made her all the more eager to be with him in the office, craving that passion. She was like someone addicted, utterly unable to pull herself away.

Making love in the office was indeed thrilling. In such a setting, both of them always had to be on guard against someone barging in, speaking in hushed tones. That worry and tension brought a different kind of pleasure. Li Yifei felt it, and so did He Fangqing. Due to this excitement, both reached their climaxes rather swiftly.

After their intense embrace, they both found a level of satisfaction they had never experienced before, holding each other tightly, unwilling to let go.

However, just then, a knock on the door suddenly rang out. He Fangqing, startled, quickly stood up, frantically picking up her panties and skirt, slipping them on in a rush, while Li Yifei hurriedly pulled his trousers up. Thankfully, he hadn’t taken them off completely earlier, having only pulled them down to his knees, which now proved convenient.

"Who is it?" He Fangqing took a deep breath before asking.

"Director He, Manager Mi wants to see you," the secretary outside answered.

He Fangqing glanced at Li Yifei, who had already lit a cigarette as if everything were back to normal. Only then did she say, "Let her in."

The door opened and Michelle walked in. Seeing Li Yifei there, she quickly said, "Director He, I hope I’m not interrupting?"

"Not at all, what can I do for you?" By now, He Fangqing had already seated herself elegantly behind her desk, showing no sign of the passion she had shared with Li Yifei moments ago.

"It’s like this, we still need to make some purchases, and I need Director He’s signature before I can proceed," Michelle said, handing a stack of documents to He Fangqing.

"Mmm, have a seat for a moment, I’ll take a look," He Fangqing gestured with her hand, indicating for Michelle to sit down.

Michelle nodded and walked directly over to where Li Yifei was sitting, taking a seat next to him and giving him a sweet smile, which Li Yifei returned with a small smile of his own.

"Oh!" Michelle had just sat down when she suddenly stood up again, touching her skirt and then giving the sofa a glance.

Li Yifei followed Michelle’s gaze and felt a sinking feeling. There was a white, sticky substance on the spot where Michelle had just sat—the aftermath of the lovemaking between himself and He Fangqing.

After their encounter, He Fangqing would typically clean up with tissues to avoid any mess, but in the rush just now, she hadn’t had the chance to tidy up or even grab something to cover the area. In her haste to dress, some of it had accidentally ended up on the sofa, and, coincidentally, Michelle had sat right on it.

If Michelle had just sat on it, it might have been fine, but when she touched it, she got all of it on her hand. The white sticky substance between her fingers was very conspicuous.

Looking at the substance on her hand, Michelle felt waves of nausea. Although she was unsure of its origin, just the gooey sensation alone was enough to make it look unappealing. In Director He’s office, she couldn’t show too much of a reaction, especially not knowing where it came from. She wanted to find some tissue paper to wipe it off.

Although He Fangqing was focusing on the application Michelle had handed her, she kept an eye on Michelle, watching her awkward expression. Suddenly feeling anxious, He Fangqing took a closer look and saw the substance sticking to Michelle’s hand, her own face flushing red with embarrassment. This was tangible evidence of her tryst with Li Yifei exposed for all to see. Just as she was trying to think of a way to dissuade Michelle from mentioning it to anyone, Li Yifei began to cough violently.

"Brother Li, are you alright?" Michelle immediately turned her attention to Li Yifei, caringly, temporarily forgetting the disgusting, sticky mess on her hand.

Li Yifei patted his chest, apologizing, "I’ve smoked too much these past few days, I’m always coughing... and just now, I even... coughed up some phlegm, and unfortunately, you sat in it. I’m so sorry about that—quick, wipe it off, or go wash your hands."

Michelle’s face darkened as she snatched some facial tissue to wipe it off and then hurriedly left the room without even excusing herself to He Fangqing.

He Fangqing, who had been frightened and flustered, couldn’t help but let out a laugh, her charm evident as she said, "You really can spin quite the tale. You actually came up with that excuse."

Li Yifei shot He Fangqing a look and said, "It’s your own carelessness to blame."

He Fangqing pouted, retorting, "That thing isn’t mine; how can you blame me?"

Li Yifei’s face turned dark again, but then he suddenly wondered what Michelle’s expression might be like if she knew what was actually on her hand.

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