3 p.m.

Song Guanchao was in a meeting in the conference room, learning about the recent demolition progress.

His phone suddenly vibrated relentlessly. He picked it up to see it was a call from Chu Xiao'e.

He hung up and sent a message back: "In a meeting."

Director He saw his action and sped up his report.

"...Lastly, the application for demolition funds has been submitted to the Finance Bureau."

Song Guanchao responded with a hum: "Call me if there's any progress."

"Meeting adjourned."

He went straight to Chu Xiao'e's office, entered without knocking.

Secretary Xu outside hardly found it surprising anymore.

Song Guanchao closed the door and upon approaching, saw Chu Xiao'e looking grave, seemingly unaware of his arrival, lost deeply in her own thoughts.

Noticing something off, he lightly tapped the desk with his fingers.

Chu Xiao'e's eyes flickered, pulling her out of her reverie as she looked at Song Guanchao with some confusion: "When did you come in?"

Song Guanchao frowned gently, softly asked, "What's wrong?"

Chu Xiao'e sighed softly, opened her mouth, hesitated several times, but couldn't say anything.

Her reaction made Song Guanchao feel something serious might be amiss.

He turned around, went to the door, opened it, and told Secretary Xu: "Secretary Chu and I have something important to discuss, if anyone comes, just say Secretary Chu is not in."

"Oh." Secretary Xu blinked as the door closed again; she heard the sound of the door locking.

She wondered what Secretary Song had to discuss with Secretary Chu.

His expression seemed very serious just now.

Locking the door, Song Guanchao came up behind her, gently kneading her shoulders, his voice incredibly soft: "What's going on?"

"I..."

Chu Xiao'e still didn't know where to begin.

Song Guanchao didn't rush her, waiting patiently for two to three minutes before Chu Xiao'e suddenly spoke: "You were right, even without Secretary Wu, I wouldn't be the Deputy Secretary."

Huh?

Why bring this up suddenly?

Song Guanchao suddenly pulled out a chair, lifting her from her seat and sat down, putting her on his lap.

Chu Xiao'e lowered her head, looking very downcast.

Song Guanchao pinched her chin, pecking her lips: "Why bring this up suddenly? Did someone upset you?"

Chu Xiao'e forced a smile: "I just suddenly realized my own capabilities, holding the Secretary-General position is already taxing, let alone the Deputy Secretary, I truly don't fit."

Song Guanchao didn't speak.

He could say some comforting words.

But it would feel too insincere.

"Skills can be developed; you're still young and have never held a top management position. Even if you were made Secretary or Mayor, you couldn't do it either."

"Similarly, if you asked me to take up that position, I couldn't."

Song Guanchao said, "The organization didn't promote you, also considering these aspects. If you want to pursue this path, my suggestion is to start as Vice Mayor or District Party Secretary. Some municipal departments could also work."

Chu Xiao'e softly acknowledged.

This concrete career planning advice was more beneficial to her than mere comfort.

She leaned her head against Song Guanchao's chest, saying, "Si Qingqing got into trouble."

Song Guanchao raised an eyebrow: "What happened?"

Chu Xiao'e explained the situation to him in detail.

After listening, Song Guanchao somewhat understood why she was so low-spirited.

It wasn't so much about Si Qingqing's issue but that Si Qingqing's problem made her feel there was a grave problem in her judgment of people.

She had recommended Feng Hongtao to Song Guanchao, secondly, Si Qingqing.

She had only recommended two people, and one of them happened to have issues.

"Don't feel pressured."

Song Guanchao stroked her hair, "It's not your fault, it's her own issue."

Then he asked, "What does she mean to do now?"

Chu Xiao'e replied, "She's panic-stricken now, not knowing what to do."

She actually wanted to ask whether to meet Si Qingqing.

But couldn't bring herself to say it.

Song Guanchao said: "Have her come over tonight."

"Okay." Chu Xiao'e exhaled lightly with relief.

Just as Song Guanchao was about to stand up, Chu Xiao'e suddenly hugged him, looking toward the door: "Did you just lock the door?"

Meeting her gaze, Song Guanchao seemed to guess something.

To confirm his guess, Chu Xiao'e suddenly reached to unbuckle his belt.

Song Guanchao's throat moved slightly, not stopping her.

With the belt unfastened, Chu Xiao'e took out the already responsive Xiao Song, then slid off him, unfastening the trousers button, slowly lowering it to the knees.

Then she kneeled before him, eyes full of affection meeting his gaze, softly opening her lips to engulf Xiao Song completely.

Song Guanchao drew a sharp breath, couldn't help glancing at the door.

Though it was locked, he still felt a bit worried.

It's his first time in the office.

After a while, Chu Xiao'e gracefully stood up, trousers gathered around her calves, preventing her from spreading her legs.

She turned around, back facing Song Guanchao, slowly mounting him, reaching to adjust Xiao Song's position.

Once finding it, she slowly settled her white tender buttocks down.

"Mmm~"

Chu Xiao'e bit her lip firmly until it was fully engulfed.

Song Guanchao exhaled silently, watching her bouncing buttocks, the sway of her short hair, the white skin beneath her ears, and the clearly visible blue veins on her neck.

A strange excitement surged through him, and he suddenly stood up, grabbing her slender shoulders, pressing her onto the desk.

Under his pressing palm, her waist bent lowly, soft as if boneless, and he thrust vigorously.

Chu Xiao'e pressed her hands on the desk, little fists tightly clenched.

Heavy panting filled the air, unrelenting.

After a long while, Song Guanchao let out a satisfactory breath as he withdrew.

Chu Xiao'e lay weakly over the desk, legs bent, hanging down.

Trickles of love fluid streamed down the inner thighs.

Minutes later, after tidying up, Song Guanchao scanned the area around the desk and chair several times, making sure no trace was left.

Being the first time, having no experience, he was scared of leaving any suspicious traces behind.

Seeing his slightly nervous expression, Chu Xiao'e couldn't help but laugh.

"Stop checking, it won't be found."

"Ahem."

Song Guanchao felt a bit awkward, a little guilty.

"I'll head out first."

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, Chu Xiao'e shoved something into his hand.

Unfolding his palm, Song Guanchao was taken aback.

This is... her panties?

He was utterly stunned, looking at Chu Xiao'e, instinctively glancing downward.

When did she take them off?

Chu Xiao'e blushed under his gaze, pretended to be calm: "Just go out."

Song Guanchao quickly tucked them into the inner pocket of his suit, opened the door, and left.

When Secretary Xu looked over, he somewhat guiltily pretended not to see, striding away.

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