My Dongguan Love Story

Lin Guilian blinked, staring in disbelief at the scene before her. She thought she must have slept poorly last night and was seeing things. After all, that was Zhao Fengyue, the president of Dingsheng Group—how ​​could she be hooking up with Dazhuang?

At this moment, she moved her feet slightly, the toes of her shoes gently touching Dazhuang's side.

She rubbed her eyes with her fair hands, and when she looked again, she still saw Zhao Fengyue's black high heels, slightly pressed against Da Zhuang's calf.

Then the toe of the shoe slowly moved up the calf and finally came to a gentle stop beside Dazhuang's leg.

Given such an intimate and ambiguous scene, Lin Guilian would never believe that Dazhuang and Zhao Fengyue had no relationship.

However, this is rather surprising.

Zhao Fengyue, the president of Dingsheng Group, a woman worth hundreds of millions, actually had an affair with Dazhuang.

This...this...if Da Zhuang is related to her, then what about Tang Yan and Lin Huimin?

As she thought about it, Lin Guilian's face gradually darkened. She never expected Dazhuang to be such a womanizer, actually having affairs with three men at the same time.

That's not the worst part. The worst part is that even though he's such a jerk, he doesn't treat himself like a jerk.

She offered him her own beautiful body for free, and he refused.

Am I really that bad?

Lin Guilian felt indignant; she felt humiliated by Dazhuang.

She might not want to give it to Dazhuang, but Dazhuang couldn't refuse. Besides, Dazhuang was such a womanizer.

Being looked down upon by the man she liked was a huge blow. She crossed her arms in anger, her eyes blazing as she watched Dazhuang and Zhao Fengyue secretly flirting.

Inside the conference room, Zhao Fengyue glanced indifferently at the price list while keeping a close eye on Dazhuang, who was sitting stiffly and awkwardly, barely daring to breathe. She secretly rejoiced, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, but she quickly suppressed her smile.

She suddenly found the shy Dazhuang quite cute.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I thought she had stopped teasing me. To be honest, with so many people around, especially Lin Huimin, I felt quite nervous whenever we got even slightly close. I was constantly hoping she would stop.

Sister Zhao slowly took off her high heels, revealing her slender calves covered in stockings.

She casually moved her legs, accidentally brushing against my calf. A faint warmth seeped through my clothes, and this sudden touch made me feel a little awkward. After a moment, she gently withdrew her leg and shifted her body to the side.

I felt a shiver run through me, and quickly used my hand to block it from exploring further. Then I quietly turned to look at Sister Zhao. I saw Sister Zhao looking at me with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness.

Seeing her so brazenly flirting with me, even winking and smiling at me, I immediately felt resentful. It's always me, Chen Dazhuang, who flirts with others; now you're the one flirting with me?

No, I need to take back the initiative.

I reached out and gently supported her ankle, slowly moving her foot to the side.

I gently teased her feet with my fingertips, and Sister Zhao's previously calm expression changed instantly. She couldn't help but smile, and her body unconsciously shifted slightly. She winked at me, clearly signaling me to stop fooling around.

I couldn't help but laugh as I watched her blink repeatedly. "Stop fooling around? That won't do; I have to find a different way to amuse her."

My hand gently swept across the top of her foot, slowly moving upwards along her calf until it reached her knee.

Just as I was about to pull back from the edge of my skirt, Sister Zhao gently stopped me with her hand.

She looked at me with a slightly hesitant expression and gently shook her head. Seeing her slightly flustered appearance, I couldn't help but chuckle.

Just as I increased the force of my movements slightly, she seemed startled and instinctively stood up abruptly.

When the others saw Sister Zhao stand up, they all looked up at her.

Sister Zhao hesitated for a moment, straightened her clothes, quickly adjusted her mindset, picked up the supplier's quotation, and began to pretend to be calm. After checking and confirming, she selected thirteen companies as Dingsheng's suppliers.

Lin Huimin's Guangyuan Building Materials is among them.

Next, the thirteen companies negotiated with Dingsheng on specific details, such as the arrival time of goods, payment settlement, etc.

These trivial matters were handled by Wang Lin and Secretary Su, who negotiated with the suppliers. Once everything was sorted out, they were given to her for signature.

After instructing her secretary on the matters at hand, Sister Zhao hurriedly prepared to leave. After saying goodbye to everyone, she turned and glared at me, saying in a slightly shy tone, "Dazhuang, come to my office with me."

After saying that, she walked towards the stairs. I stood up and silently followed her. As I passed Lin Huimin, I glanced at her subconsciously. She met my gaze and secretly blew me a kiss, her eyes full of alluring and ambiguous affection.

As I walked behind Sister Zhao, watching her swaying waist and full hips, I suddenly felt that she was quite charming.

Unlike Tang Yan and Lin Huimin, Sister Zhao is voluptuous and very feminine. Perhaps it's due to her age. In her forties, she possesses a more tender and experienced charm than younger girls. Especially in that area, she's more open and enjoys herself more.

After walking for a while, she noticed that I was lagging behind, so she turned around and glared at me, saying, "Dazhuang, you went a bit too far just now."

Hearing her words, I smiled and moved closer to her, putting my arm around her slender waist and laughing, "Who told you to tease me first?"

Hearing my words, Sister Zhao blushed, leaned closer to me, and took my arm, her full breasts pressing softly against my arm. She looked up at me, her gaze full of allure: "Let's not talk about it anymore, let's go to the office first."

Seeing her impatient look, my heart skipped a beat. I knew I was in trouble; I'd been too obvious in my teasing, and she was getting carried away. Was she going to take me to her office and do it for me?

To be honest, I would normally be happy to be with Sister Zhao. But Lin Huimin is still downstairs. Why would I want to go upstairs with her?

Even though I felt extremely uncomfortable, I couldn't just shake off Sister Zhao's hand. Looking at the happy smile on her face, I didn't say anything and took her arm as we walked into the elevator.

Lin Guilian quietly followed behind me, and when she saw Sister Zhao swaggeringly linking arms with me, her face stiffened. She thought to herself, "Dazhuang and President Zhao are really having an affair! That Dazhuang is such a scumbag."

She was so angry that she wanted to go into the meeting room right now and tell Lin Huimin about it, so that Lin Huimin could see Dazhuang's true colors.

I was thinking of telling Tang Yan right away.

Originally, when she discovered Dazhuang's affair with Lin Huimin, she didn't tell Tang Yan, wanting to give Dazhuang time to handle it himself. Besides, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business. But now that Dazhuang is cheating on three women, the situation is different. This isn't just being unfaithful; it's being a scumbag.

Lin Guilian walked to the conference room door and peeked inside. She saw Secretary Su and Wang Lin negotiating with various companies, and even Lin Huimin was engrossed in her work. She hesitated for a moment, feeling that now wasn't a good time to go in. She decided to wait a little longer.

Moreover, Da Zhuang and Sister Zhao went up there, wondering what would happen when the two of them were alone, and they couldn't help but be full of curiosity.

After a moment's thought, she made up her mind to quietly follow them and see what was going on.

She took the elevator to the top floor and walked to the door of Mr. Zhao's office, but the door was tightly closed. So she quietly approached, pressed her ear against the door, and listened intently for any sounds inside.

The sounds inside were faint and indistinct, barely audible, with only a vague, intermittent, hazy, and ethereal voice.

She listened for a while and realized it was the sound of French kissing; her face immediately turned dark.

He immediately cursed inwardly, "Damn it, this Chen Dazhuang really is having an affair with Boss Zhao!"