Jiang Yiren nodded gently.

However, Song Guanchao casually tossed the small umbrella out of the car: "Get out."

Jiang Yiren was puzzled. Clearly he had shown interest just now, why did he reject her again?

"Song..."

"No more talk about Jiang Sheng's affairs."

Song Guanchao silenced her: "I'm pretending today's incident didn't happen. But if there's a next time, we won't even be friends anymore."

Jiang Yiren pressed her lips tightly, the hope in her heart was completely shattered.

She could see Song Guanchao's determination.

No matter what she did, he wouldn't help Jiang Sheng.

"I understand."

Jiang Yiren said quietly, opened the car door, leaving behind a desolate silhouette.

Song Guanchao wasn't that kind-hearted; although he didn't dislike Jiang Yiren, he wouldn't change his perception of others in the Jiang Family because of her.

Nor would he violate his own personal principles because of her.

To him, Jiang Yiren was too innocent and soft-hearted.

He could almost guess how Jiang Xiuwen and his son had complained to her.

With Jiang Yiren's gentle disposition, she surely couldn't refuse a relative's request.

However, Jiang Xiuwen and his son didn't understand him.

They probably thought that because Jiang Yiren was young and beautiful, if she came forward to ask, his pride would force him to agree.

Suddenly, Song Guanchao felt he shouldn't have left.

He should have refused in front of them and enjoyed their shocked expressions.

That would surely be interesting.

After grabbing a quick dinner at a random restaurant, Song Guanchao sat in his car, silently waiting for time to pass.

Around eight o'clock, he felt the time was right, and sent Qu Xiangru a text message.

He received a reply; her dinner party was over.

Song Guanchao immediately started the car and headed for the City Committee's compound.

When he arrived and stopped the car, he just saw the lights turn on in Qu Xiangru's small villa.

Had she just returned too?

Song Guanchao got out of the car and gently knocked on the door.

With a creak, Qu Xiangru opened the door.

As their eyes met, Qu Xiangru's expression remained calm and silent, she simply turned and walked toward the living room.

She went over to draw the living room curtains, then turned to get a bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet.

It seemed without the numbing effect of alcohol, she couldn't fully relax.

But before she could open the bottle, Song Guanchao suddenly approached, embraced her from the front, kissed her passionately, and caressed her maturely scented body.

She could clearly feel Song Guanchao's desire for her body and his intense emotion for her at that moment.

She released the wine, transitioning from passive to active, and opened her mouth, letting him in.

Song Guanchao suddenly lifted her, placing her on the table, roughly pulling her pants down to her knees.

Her calves were trapped by her pants and couldn't fully spread open, so Song Guanchao held her ankles, pressing her legs between them.

At first glance, her body seemed folded.

Luckily, her body was flexible enough, the position didn't make her uncomfortable.

Song Guanchao looked down at her, and she looked up at him, their eyes met, and both their breaths were heavy.

Song Guanchao went to unbuckle his pants, but perhaps due to his nerves, the usual quick-to-open belt seemed tied in an immovable knot.

Just as he was getting anxious, a soft hand suddenly reached over to help him unbuckle the belt.

He unzipped, releasing the ready and waiting Xiao Song, embracing her waist, and pushed forward.

"Ah~" Qu Xiangru embraced him tightly, her alluring eyes became dazed.

Just as they were immersed in pleasure, Qu Xiangru's phone suddenly vibrated.

She was so engrossed she hadn't noticed.

But the phone kept vibrating relentlessly, Qu Xiangru gradually opened her eyes, her hand fumbled on the table.

She picked it up, glanced at it, and suddenly tapped Song Guanchao's arm: "From behind."

Song Guanchao withdrew, helped her off the table, turned her from front to back.

Her arms rested on the table, her waist sank, presenting a perfectly round and raised white backside.

Song Guanchao licked his lips, hugged the round behind, and thrust with soul-piercing force.

"Hm~"

Qu Xiangru jolted forward from the impact, her hair was scattered.

Then, she suddenly said: "It's Wu Qiangwei calling."

Song Guanchao paused, just as he looked up, he saw she had already answered the call.

Damn!

Is this woman insane?

Song Guanchao nearly went soft with fear.

"Hello, Secretary Wu."

Qu Xiangru rested one arm against her face, holding the phone with the other, turned slightly to look at Song Guanchao behind her.

Her mischievous gaze said it all.

This woman, intentionally!

Song Guanchao held her behind, not daring to move, afraid she might cry out.

Fortunately, she spoke as usual, and Wu Qiangwei on the other end didn't sense anything amiss.

Seeing her expression, Song Guanchao couldn't help but feel a surge of mischief.

He suddenly pulled back and then unexpectedly thrust forward.

The abrupt action made Qu Xiangru's body tremble, interrupting her sentence.

She quickly covered her mouth to suppress a cry.

She glared fiercely at Song Guanchao, who grinned, finding it intensely thrilling.

"Secretary Qu?" Wu Qiangwei, noticing her sudden silence, called out.

"Ahem." Qu Xiangru coughed: "The province gave two lists this time, the City Government surely needs to provide one too. We'll discuss it at the meeting tomorrow."

"Alright."

Wu Qiangwei was about to hang up when Qu Xiangru suddenly let out an "Ah."

Song Guanchao was stunned.

Why are you yelling?

I didn't even move!

He twitched his lip, catching Qu Xiangru's sly gaze.

"Secretary Qu?" Wu Qiangwei thought the sound was very peculiar.

"I'm fine." Qu Xiangru feigned calm, but her breath was obviously heavy: "I, I just... ah~"

She moaned again: "Secretary Wu, I can't talk now, I'm a bit occupied... ah, ah~"

She hung up the phone amidst her murmurs.

Song Guanchao was losing his mind.

This woman surely wanted to drive him insane.

Though she said nothing explicitly, her calls were clear indications to Wu Qiangwei of what's occurring.

As to whom she was engaged with...

No need to guess.

She constantly flirted with him before Wu Qiangwei, Wu Qiangwei's mind would lead to him.

He's bound to get a call from Wu Qiangwei soon.

As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he appears.

Song Guanchao's phone rang.

Nervously, he glanced at it; indeed, it was Wu Qiangwei calling.

Moreover, it wasn't a normal call—it was a video call!

She probably wanted to see where he was!

Meanwhile, Qu Xiangru gyrated forward and back provocatively: "Why not answer?"

"..."

Song Guanchao smacked her behind: "You want to drive me mad."

Qu Xiangru squinted: "You blame me for your wandering affections?"

Song's tongue was tied.

Now wasn't the time to discuss these things.

He withdrew swiftly and exited, sitting inside the car.

After calming his breath, he accepted the video call.

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