"Hmm?"

Song Guanchao looked down, the door handle, couldn't move it.

Did this woman lock the door from inside?

Song Guanchao gritted his teeth, feeling a bit annoyed.

Damn it, he should have thought of this earlier.

How could Qu Xiangru wait obediently in the room!

If he'd known, he wouldn't have told her, he'd have caught her off guard!

Song Guanchao returned to his room looking despondent.

But the more he thought, the more frustrated he felt. He grabbed his phone and angrily sent a message: "You come over, or I'm coming over!"

After sending it, he quietly waited.

Although it was late, he believed Qu Xiangru was definitely still awake.

Five minutes!

Give her five minutes.

If there was no reply or she didn't come over in five minutes, then he'd... Song Guanchao realized that even if she didn't reply or come, he really couldn't do anything.

It's really irritating.

However, just then, footsteps suddenly sounded outside.

Song Guanchao perked up his ears, confirming the footsteps were heading towards his room.

His mood improved slightly.

It seemed because she drank tonight, Qu Xiangru wasn't her usual cold self.

The room door opened, a graceful silhouette walked over.

Before she could reach the bedside, Song Guanchao couldn't wait to lift the blanket, hugged her tightly, and kissed her lips.

A pair of big hands rudely rubbed her round hips.

After rubbing her hips, he then touched her chest.

The nightgown was all messed up from his rubbing.

The woman in his arms gasped softly, her body soft as water.

But as he touched, Song Guanchao gradually sensed something was amiss.

The size of the soft chest, why did it feel like it shrunk a bit?

Qu Xiangru's figure was incredibly voluptuous, curvy hips and waist, even comics wouldn't exaggerate like this.

Moreover, he touched Qu Xiangru's chest so many times, he could recognize it with his eyes closed.

The woman in his arms was absolutely not Qu Xiangru!

Though the chest was big too, compared to Qu Xiangru, it was still smaller.

Song Guanchao couldn't help but feel a bit panicked.

If it's not Qu Xiangru, then who could it be?

He actually already guessed...

In this house, there were only two women.

If it's not Qu Xiangru, then it could only be... Wu Qiangwei!

Song Guanchao's movements became more and more sluggish.

The curtains tightly closed, the room pitch-dark, not a ray of light.

He couldn't see the other's face clearly.

So, he summoned courage to once again touch her hips.

Sure enough, although the hips were round and full, they definitely weren't Qu Xiangru's.

Still, really soft and bouncy though!

He touched it, not wanting to let go.

"Tsk!"

Song Guanchao suddenly gasped, his lips were bitten, he quickly let go.

"Had enough of touching?" Wu Qiangwei's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Song Guanchao became stiff all over, momentarily clueless about what to say.

Should he say he sent the wrong message?

That definitely can't be mentioned!

If she knew this message was meant for Qu Xiangru, she'd be even more furious than now.

Song Guanchao wished he could gouge out his own eyes.

How could he send the wrong message...

"You called me over, to assault me?"

Wu Qiangwei spoke again.

Song Guanchao felt intense pressure, his mind rapidly searching for an excuse.

Yet, couldn't think of any.

"Secretary, I didn't mean to."

Wu Qiangwei wasn't angry, just startled.

She received the message, thought Song Guanchao had something urgent, so she hurried over.

But as soon as she entered, Song Guanchao pounced on like an animal, kissing and touching.

Although they had physical contact before, Song Guanchao even rubbed against her.

But those incidents happened without mutual awareness.

Tonight was the first time Song Guanchao acted so openly.

Wu Qiangwei didn't dislike Song Guanchao's actions.

In contrast, his actions let Wu Qiangwei feel a long-lost thrill and joy.

However, she felt it was too fast.

Plus, there was no build-up at all.

This was her dissatisfaction.

"Why did you call me?" Wu Qiangwei asked coldly.

"I, I..." Song Guanchao was sweating profusely.

Damnit, he couldn't think of an excuse.

"Uh, Secretary, how about we talk in bed?"

"No, not like that, I mean you're wearing too little, we should cover up with a blanket... Rest assured, I definitely won't touch you, just afraid you'd catch a cold."

After he fumbled to finish saying, Wu Qiangwei said, "Take your hands off."

"Uh? Oh, oh."

Only now did he realize his hands were still on her hips.

As they separated, Wu Qiangwei's body's passion gradually faded.

She didn't get into the blanket, instead sat on the bed, with the blanket over her body.

Song Guanchao also found an excuse, sat next to her and said, "Secretary, do you know about Da Yuan Real Estate?"

"Lingjiang's?"

"A company in the Provincial City," Song Guanchao said, "Behind this company is the Jiang Family, the same Jiang Family behind Qu Xiangru."

Wu Qiangwei looked up at him, though the room was dark, Song Guanchao could feel her gaze.

And he could sense why she was looking at him.

Clearly curious about how he knew Qu Xiangru's back-end ties to the Jiang Family.

Song Guanchao said, "Da Yuan Real Estate also got conned out of a deposit, two billion."

"Secretary Qu just called me, specifically inquiring about this matter."

Wu Qiangwei pondered: "What does Secretary Qu mean? Have you return Da Yuan Real Estate's money?"

"No," Song Guanchao shook his head, "She means, do not return this money."

"Do not return?" Wu Qiangwei was a bit puzzled.

"Yes, do not return it."

"Even when everything's settled, do not return."

Song Guanchao said, "From Secretary Qu's words, she doesn't seem to have a good relationship with the Jiang Family."

"I can't make this decision alone, hence calling you over."

Wu Qiangwei contemplated for several seconds, said, "Then let's follow her instructions."

Nobody knows they're behind this.

Even if they keep the money, those developers can only suffer quietly.

"Anything else?"

"No more."

"Rest early."

Wu Qiangwei got up and left.

After she left, Song Guanchao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of what just transpired, a chill ran through him.

Thankfully, Wu Qiangwei didn't make a fuss, instead deliberately downplayed it to spare both of them embarrassment.

He touched his lips, the bite mark had stopped bleeding.

"Wow, she really bit hard."

But though bitten, he didn't lose much.

He touched and kissed as much as he wanted.

Though Wu Qiangwei's figure wasn't as explosive as Qu Xiangru's, it was still superb.

...

After returning to her room, Wu Qiangwei's mind was consumed by the recent scene.

She wanted to know what Song Guanchao actually meant.

Was he testing her?

Or was it the alcohol that sparked his impulsiveness?

Normally, he isn't like this.

Though occasionally flirty in words, he always kept things in check.

But tonight, he was unabashedly bold.

She thought Song Guanchao must've been a bit drunk, dared by alcohol to act out.

Only, he hadn't drunk enough, her bite sobered him up.

If he continued wanting to do something just now, Wu Qiangwei felt she might not have rejected him.

Wu Qiangwei couldn't help mumbling, "Having the lust but lacking the courage."