"Ah?"

Han Lan was startled.

A call asking her to treat someone to a meal?

Wang Dahai knew she was puzzled, but didn't explain, and said, "I'll come to find you at noon, Sister Han has decided on the restaurant."

After hanging up the phone, he just saw Chen Die coming out of Hu Quan's office.

He thought for a moment, then stood up.

Chen Die happened to see his figure, Wang Dahai gave her a look, and turned to leave the office.

Chen Die hesitated for a moment, then followed him.

One in front and one behind, they walked into the hallway.

As soon as they entered, Wang Dahai said, "Sister Chen, could you decline Mr. Hu's matter on my behalf?"

Hearing this, Chen Die inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, a smile also appeared on her face.

Chen Die did not rush to agree but asked, "Are you sure?"

"If you help Mr. Hu this time, he will certainly be very grateful to you."

Wang Dahai shook his head: "Sorry, I really can't do this."

Ning Mei had already disappeared, and Hu Quan's plan could not proceed.

Even if he didn't look for her, she would come looking for him to tell him the matter was canceled.

He then took the opportunity to express his stance.

An unexpected advantage not taken is a wasted one.

"Okay, then I'll talk to Mr. Hu later."

Chen Die smiled happily.

Wang Dahai suddenly stepped forward, looked at her prominent and noticeable chest, without saying a word, and didn't need to.

At such a close distance, Chen Die knew what he wanted to do, shyly closed her eyes, raising her small face.

Wang Dahai leaned down to kiss her, his big hand passed through the trousers, grabbed her buttocks, and kneaded it.

He touched her until she was panting, her whole body heated, before stopping.

"Sister Chen, shall we go somewhere else?"

"Mm."

Chen Die was becoming more and more indulgent, or perhaps she was also enjoying it.

The two went to the restroom, and after a moment, heavy breathing resounded from the restroom stalls.

If someone came in, they would stop.

Once the person left, Wang Dahai continued.

Chen Die felt like her body was falling apart, enamored and addicted to Wang Dahai's young, strong body.

Over half an hour later, the two came out of the restroom.

Chen Die's legs were somewhat wobbly as she walked, her face was rosy and radiant, dazzling, with excellent complexion.

Near lunchtime, just before getting off work, Wang Dahai came to the Education Bureau early, standing in the parking lot and sent a text message to Han Lan.

Soon after, Han Lan came out.

Seeing Wang Dahai had already been waiting here, she walked over, about to ask when Wang Dahai spoke first: "Sister Han, what are you treating me to at noon?"

"I've booked a restaurant, just not sure if it's to your taste."

"I'm not picky."

Han Lan smiled and left with him side by side.

Just a few steps away, they bumped into an employee.

"Director Han."

The person greeted and looked curiously at Wang Dahai.

Han Lan hummed, her expression natural.

The employee was curious, what was this man to Director Han?

A relative?

Or was he here for a visit?

They arrived at a nearby restaurant, entered a private room, and Han Lan ordered a few dishes.

As the food was served, the two ate and chatted. Han Lan asked, "Why on earth did you ask me to treat you to a meal?"

She knew about Qin Fuhai's downfall, but she didn't know who did it.

It was even harder to connect Qin Fuhai's downfall with Wang Dahai.

Although Wang Dahai had previously inquired about some things related to Qin Fuhai, the gap between the two was ultimately too wide to make a connection.

Wang Dahai wiped his mouth and said, "Do you want to know, Sister Han?"

"Mm."

"I won't tell you."

"..." Han Lan's mouth twitched slightly; this little rascal had even learned to keep people in suspense.

She chuckled, if you're not telling, I won't ask.

After all, she is a director, and she has the composure to keep her cool.

But when she didn't ask, Dahai seemed to become a little anxious.

When they were almost done with their meal and drinks, Dahai said with exasperation, "Sister Han, are you really not going to continue asking?"

Han Lan's smile was teasing, "If I ask and you don't tell, why should I continue to make myself unhappy?"

"Alright then," Dahai sighed, "Kiss me, and I'll tell you."

"What?"

Han Lan was stunned, thinking she had heard wrong, "What did you say?"

Dahai coughed and laughed, "Just kidding."

"Hmph!"

Han Lan snorted lightly, using annoyance to cover up the fleeting panic inside.

She had been single for many years and it had been a long time since any man spoke to her in such a way.

For a moment, she almost couldn't adjust her emotions.

Seeing her appear somewhat shy, Dahai couldn't help but become more mischievous, "I changed my mind. Sister Han, why don't you kiss me?"

"Little rascal!"

Annoyed, Han Lan raised her hand as if to hit him, "Keep talking nonsense and I'll smack you!"

Dahai shamelessly presented his face, "Beating is a sign of affection; scolding is love, Sister Han, come hit me."

"..." Han Lan didn't quite know what to say to his shameless act.

She lightly twisted his arm, "If you love it, say it, if not, then don't."

Dahai said nonchalantly, "Fine, don't kiss then."

"Qin Fuhai has been taken down; Sister Han, you know about it, right?"

"Yeah."

"I did it."

"Huh?"

Han Lan was again taken aback and then shocked, looking at him incredulously, "You did it?"

"Yes."

"You..." Han Lan wanted to say, how is that possible.

But seeing Dahai's expression and tone, he didn't seem to be lying.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart and calmly asked, "How did you manage that?"

"Want to know?"

Seeing his expression, Han Lan could guess what he was about to say next and snorted, "Out with it!"

"Kiss me first."

"Little rascal..."

"Just a kiss," Dahai turned his face to the side, "Kiss me, and I'll tell you."

"You..."

Han Lan's heartbeat quickened, her gaze frantically darting to the private room door.

Hesitating for a few seconds, she suddenly quickly pecked his face with a kiss.

But as she leaned forward, Dahai suddenly turned his head.

Her lips touched Dahai's in an instant.

Han Lan's pupils contracted and it was too late to stop.

She watched helplessly as Dahai's face enlarged before her eyes.

Her lips met his.

Even more, she felt Dahai stick out his tongue and stir inside her mouth for a moment.

She pulled away from him with a jolt as if shocked, indignantly saying, "Little rascal!"

She quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth, her cheeks blushing so red they looked like they could bleed.

Having been single for so many years, there were suitors, but she never agreed nor thought of finding another.

She was prepared to be single for the rest of her life.

Yet here she was, her chastity guarded for so long, only to be taken advantage of by this little rascal.

For a moment, she didn't even know how she should react.

Angry?

She didn't seem to be particularly angry.

In fact, there was a slight flutter of excitement.

It was as if a calm lake that had been still for many years, had a small stone thrown in, creating ripples.

The heart she had locked away for so long now felt a touch of turmoil, a thought she shouldn't have.

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