The pushover offended a top-tier boss

Zhou Huaijin heard the door open and looked up.

Ye Zhenzhen stood at the bathroom door, one hand gently holding the towel around her chest. The steam was thick, her cheeks still flushed, and her gaze remained timid.

Water dripped from the ends of her hair, sliding down the curve of her neck and disappearing into the soft white fabric.

She walked towards him barefoot on the carpet.

The carpet swallowed all the sounds, with only the moist scent of shower gel in the air slowly spreading towards him.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and something was swirling in his eyes.

She stopped in front of him. The moment their eyes met, Zhou Huaijin felt the volcano that had been pressing down in his chest finally crack open.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't speak. She bit her lip, reached out, and wrapped her arms around his waist.

His body tensed up suddenly. She could feel that momentary stiffness even through the thin fabric of his clothes.

His breathing became deep and heavy, his chest rising and falling like the tide, one wave after another, rippling across her heart.

"Aren't you afraid anymore?" he asked in a low voice.

She shook her head and gave a soft "hmm".

She needed a passionate lovemaking session to forget that nightmare.

With a slight tremor, she tiptoed and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Boss, we..."

His eyes darkened.

The next second, she felt as if she had been swept into a warm storm. The sofa caught her as she sank in, and his breath enveloped her completely.

Everywhere you look, there is a raging fire.

She closed her eyes. In the darkness, only her senses remained amplified infinitely.

She felt like a small boat, tossed about in the waves, rising and falling. Sometimes she would plunge into the deep sea, sometimes she would be tossed up to the clouds. There was wind, there was rain, and his low, hoarse voice drifted over and over again from afar.

"Still running?"

She shook her head, her voice breaking into fragments: "I'm not running anymore..."

"What do you want?"

She didn't answer. So he made the waves rise even higher.

"...You." She finally managed to utter a single word.

"What do you want from me?"

She cried and said something, but she can't remember what it was.

From initial fear to loss of control.

She cried and begged for mercy, but he did not spare her.

The light outside the window dimmed and brightened, brightened and dimmed again.

Consciousness was like a thin mist, shrouding her mind; she only remembered calling his name over and over again.

He responded, his voice sinking into her hair.

Finally, she was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her fingers, and collapsed on the bed in a daze.

Who says a man is 60 once he's over 25!

Isn't he thirty-three? That doesn't make sense!

……

The next day.

When Ye Zhenzhen woke up, no one was by her bedside.

She felt weak all over, and her body still lingered in a dull ache.

She recalled the events of last night and couldn't help but cover her face.

Sigh, it was so hard to clarify the boundaries.

That night, things remained unclear and ambiguous.

After a while, she forced herself to get up and put on the hotel bathrobe.

I tiptoed out of bed, and my legs went weak as soon as my feet touched the ground.

A dull, aching pain made her grimace.

Old man, he's incredibly fierce in bed!

She was stunned when she pushed open the door.

Zhou Huaijin sat on the sofa, wearing a dark blue shirt with the buttons neatly fastened and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, holding a document in his hand.

On the single sofa opposite him sat Secretary Lin.

Wasn't Secretary Lin on vacation? Why was she summoned back?

The main point is, at this moment.

Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and there were pillow marks on her face. She was barefoot, and there were a few faint marks on her collarbone.

Oh no, my colleague caught me doing something unethical.

He was still the most serious and the colleague she admired the most.

Hearing the door open, Zhou Huaijin looked up.

"Awake?" His voice was flat.

Ye Zhenzhen was so embarrassed that she dug her toes into the ground and hurriedly tightened the collar of her bathrobe.

Secretary Lin, displaying exceptional professionalism, remained composed and smiled slightly, saying, "Good morning, Teacher Ye."

Ye Zhenzhen nodded awkwardly.

"You guys talk, I...I'll go in first—" she said, trying to shrink into the bedroom.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his hand.

"clothing."

Zhou Huaijin handed her the two handbags beside him.

Ye Zhenzhen's face turned red to the roots of her ears.

Brother, you really are...

I'm not hiding anything from anyone anymore...

Secretary Lin, on the other hand, remained calm and focused, displaying exceptional professionalism.

If I were to catch my boss and a colleague having an affair, I'd want to spend three days and three nights with my best friend.

Sigh, no wonder I can't be a leader's secretary.

Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly took it and dashed back to her bedroom.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the C brand logo on the packaging bag in her hand. This big brand wasn't available in her small county.

Could it be that Secretary Lin bought it from Binzhou overnight?

Cattle and horses are truly pitiful.

She opened the bag, inside was a light blue knitted fitted dress, made of soft fabric, with sleeves that reached her wrists, and an overall cut that was both neat and gentle.

There was also a beige cashmere coat folded next to it; it was very light, but felt thick to the touch.

She took off her bathrobe and put on the dress. The light blue color made her skin look even whiter, and the fitted waistline hit her at her slimmest point. The hemline reached below her knees, revealing a section of her calves.

Looking in the mirror, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but sigh, "Expensive clothes are indeed better."

Her aura instantly improved.

She tiptoed to the bathroom to wash up.

Zhou Huaijin saw her sneaking out like a thief.

He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then continued communicating with Lin Rui.

As Ye Zhenzhen brushed her teeth, she could faintly hear conversations coming from outside the door:

"This Brother Long from Nanjing, whose real name is Wang Zilong, monopolizes the entertainment and real estate industries in Nanjing and is a notorious local tyrant."

"In addition to that, there are underground casinos and the sex industry. He also undertakes most of the government's projects, controlling a large part of the county's economy."

"The network of connections is probably inseparable from those few people in the government. The disciplinary committee people went in early this morning, and they sealed off all the ledgers, computers, and cell phones."

Zhou Huaijin snorted:

"No wonder Nanjing hasn't developed over the years. I'm afraid this water isn't just limited to this part of Nanjing."

Lin Rui nodded: "If we follow the clues, we should be able to uncover a whole string of them."

"To cut the weeds, you must nip them in the bud," Zhou Huaijin's voice deepened. "Find out who they're relying on and who's backing them up."

After washing up, Ye Zhenzhen quietly pushed open the door, trying to minimize her presence.

As it turned out, I had just passed by them from behind.

Zhou Huaijin called out to her:

"come over."