Official Career Storm

Chapter 1631

The cold wind howled outside the car as the driver focused intently on following the convoy.

The two people in the back seat seemed to be taking a short break during the ride, but in reality, they were engaging in subtle interactions.

Half an hour later, the speeding convoy returned to the city bureau.

Director Hou, accompanied by Director Chen, personally waited at the entrance.

As the cars began to stop, the two of them quickly moved forward.

"Hall Director Qi." Director Hou greeted with a hearty smile, extending his right hand.

The two directors shook hands, one might think they had excellent relations.

"Bring everyone down," Hall Director Qi instructed, looking back.

The officers brought Secretary Xue and several others, along with the first batch of corrupt officials captured earlier, off the vehicles.

Their actions were natural, showing no signs of awkwardness.

Secretary Xue and the others, however, were miserable, having been beaten up and shuttled back and forth, only to end up back at the city bureau.

Director Hou was about to invite them inside when a taxi drove up, and Huang Ronghua stepped out.

Among them, only Song Guanchao recognized him and quickly introduced him to Wu Qiangwei, "Mayor, this is Mr. Huang from the inspection team, Huang Ronghua."

The words were mainly for Wu Qiangwei, but also meant for everyone else to hear.

Upon learning that he was the head of the inspection team, the directors dared not be negligent.

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

After exchanging greetings, Director Hou felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

At this moment, what does the presence of the inspection team mean?

Are they going to get involved in this case too?

He glanced at Hall Director Qi inconspicuously.

Was he the one who invited them?

Was he worried that Secretary Zhuang might renege again and wanted to ensure the case’s security?

"Let’s go inside."

Inside the city bureau, young officers served everyone hot tea, while Directors, Wu Qiangwei, Liang Jianfeng, and Hall Director Qi entered the office to discuss the case.

From Huang Ronghua, they learned that three people from the inspection team had also been dragged down by Secretary Xue.

Director Hou felt another severe jolt in his heart.

The corruption in Pinghai alone was already severe, and now even the inspection team members were implicated.

He initially thought of finding an excuse to prevent Huang Ronghua from involving in the case.

Now there was hardly any excuse to be made.

Given that inspectors were implicated, as the team leader, how could he stand by and do nothing?

After some brief communication, the decision was made for the two provinces to investigate the case jointly, with the inspection team coordinating.

After the arrangements, Director Hou checked his watch, "It’s five o’clock, please go rest first. We’ll continue our discussion in a meeting during the day."

After leaving the city bureau, they checked into a nearby hotel.

While booking the rooms, Wu Qiangwei asked, "Were Secretary Xue’s bank accounts controlled?"

Song Guanchao replied, "Transferred to overseas accounts."

Wu Qiangwei’s expression turned serious, "Couldn’t stop it?"

After speaking, she noticed Song Guanchao smiling.

She raised her brows, "Stop keeping me in suspense."

"I’ll tell you upstairs," Song Guanchao said as he picked up the room card and headed toward the elevator.

Due to the temporary stay and the large number of guests, they had to be scattered over several floors.

He ignored the looks from Lin Wanqiu, Fu Ying, and Zeng Li, maintaining a serious expression, and said in front of them deliberately, "Mayor, I have something to report to you."

Wu Qiangwei maintained her composure, "Hmm."

Exiting the elevator, he followed Wu Qiangwei to the room, and the women did not suspect or overthink it.

Inside the room, as soon as the door closed, Song Guanchao eagerly leaned in to embrace her.

Their bodies rubbed against each other through their clothes; he nibbled lightly on her earlobe, making Wu Qiangwei hum softly before long.

His large hands roamed wildly, undressing as he went, leaving his pants half-draped and his clothes in disarray.

"Stop..."

Breathing heavily, Wu Qiangwei stopped his hands, "Your hands are filthy."

"Then let’s wash up."

Song Guanchao shifted his steps, carrying her into the bathroom.

With warm water pouring down, Song Guanchao stood completely naked, while Wu Qiangwei still wore clothes.

Song Guanchao wanted to strip everything off, but she refused.

Her wet clothes clung to her body, her panties tucked into her hips, as Song Guanchao employed all kinds of techniques, peppering kisses and caresses, rendering her weak and helpless.

"Alright."

"The clothes sticking on me are uncomfortable."

Wu Qiangwei gently pushed his shoulder.

Song Guanchao released her, quickly rinsed himself, and said, "I’ll wait for you outside."

After he left, Wu Qiangwei shed the rest of her clothes and quickly cleaned her body.

Turning off the hot water, she realized she hadn’t brought any personal underwear or nightgown with her.

She had no choice but to wrap a bathrobe around her alluring body.

When she came out, she saw Song Guanchao lying on the bed, covered with a blanket.

His clothes lay on the floor by the bed.

"Put your clothes on."

"No."

"No way, put them on!" Wu Qiangwei said angrily, "This hotel is full of people. What if someone sees you?"

"It’s fine, I’ll put it on after we’re done talking."

Wu Qiangwei was worried he would linger and not leave.

As expected, upon hearing this, Wu Qiangwei didn’t urge him anymore.

Song Guanchao patted the spot next to him, "Come up."

"No," Wu Qiangwei sat by the bed, "What’s the deal with Secretary Xue’s money?"

"It’s a long story," Song Guanchao said, teasingly.

Wu Qiangwei knew what he was aiming for, "Turn off the lights," she said softly.

Click!

Song Guanchao quickly leaned over and turned off the lights with eagerness.

Wu Qiangwei clutched her robe tightly and burrowed under the covers.

Song Guanchao pounced on her like a hungry tiger, gasping with surprise, "Still in a bathrobe?"

"My clothes are in the car. I didn’t bring them up."

"Then don’t wear it."

Song Guanchao yanked open the robe’s collar, causing the twins on her chest to jolt.

Hotel rooms always leave one or two emergency lights, so the room was never fully dark.

This allowed Song Guanchao a clear view.

He propped up his body, holding the plump roundness, his eyes admiring her in fascination.

Wu Qiangwei blushed intensely under his gaze, her heart racing. She reached out, trying to cover herself, "Don’t look!"

Before her hand could cover herself, Song Guanchao grabbed her forearm, spreading her out.

"So beautiful."

Song Guanchao, eyes gleaming with desire, stretched out his tongue and licked the perky cherry on top of her chest.

Such a reaction clearly showed how intense her response was.

"Ah~" Wu Qiangwei moaned.

Song Guanchao pulled the obstructive blanket away.

He then fully opened her robe as well.

Beneath the robe, her body was laid bare, with no more cover.

Her pair of long white legs, as smooth as two white pythons, were a sight to behold.

The soft waist had a hint of fat, yet even lying down, her chest remained notably full.

Her body couldn’t have a single flaw.

Song Guanchao let his fingertips glide over her cheek, drawing a circle on her breastbone and pinching the tiny cherry a few times, eliciting a chorus of her soft gasps and moans.

He lowered himself, his hands traveling along her waist; his head nestled between her breasts, and with his tongue, he trailed smoothly down her white, creamy skin.

When he neared the snowy white region, Wu Qiangwei’s body became more and more taut.

She knew exactly what Song Guanchao intended to do.

Suddenly, he ceased his movement.

His tongue stopped at the bountiful region.

Her legs spread open, her mouth slightly agape, emitting an alluring scent.

Song Guanchao’s tongue delicately pressed in, as she moaned "Ah," lapping the slippery surface, probing more closely.

Wu Qiangwei tried to close her legs, but he held them open with his hands; she couldn’t bring them together.

A series of probing licks and gentle sucks left Wu Qiangwei lost in pleasure, unable to return to her senses.

After an indeterminate length of time, Song Guanchao paused, his strong body pressing fully against hers, his solid spear pushing against the moist warmth.

Then, he slowly lowered his waist.