Official Career Storm-Chapter 1432:

"Ah!"

A large hand unexpectedly landed on her bottom.

A warm palm with a kneading force made her elastic, tender, and perky bottom slightly deformed.

Her sensitive body reacted to this grip, the blush on her cheeks instantly spreading to her earlobes, her eyes moist and captivating, almost dripping with allure, as she softly called out.

Her legs weakened, and she fell into Song Guanchao's embrace.

The faint scent of tobacco wafted into her nose, the masculinity on Song Guanchao accelerated her heartbeat.

Song Guanchao flicked his cigarette away, his freed hand landed on her waist, gripping the slender waist, and he looked down at Jiang Yiren, who was instantly caught in the moment, he felt somewhat astonished.

Just a touch on the bottom, and this is the reaction?

Is this body a bit too sensitive?

However, seeing that she didn't resist or get angry, Song Guanchao's initial plan to just touch and then withdraw his hand dissipated.

He continued to knead, savoring the softness of her.

Jiang Yiren felt a hard object pressed against her lower abdomen.

She knew what it was.

"Alright, that's enough," she gently twisted her body.

Song Guanchao stopped at once and released his hand.

She quickly stepped back, adjusting her clothes with lowered head, and her eyes caught a glimpse of the outline beneath his hips.

"Let's go."

Song Guanchao walked toward the outside, his heart already anticipating her promise after dinner.

This girl had feelings for him, Song Guanchao had long been aware of that.

Not to mention a touch, even something more extreme, she wouldn't resist.

His thoughts of limitless imagination reined in as they exited the private room.

Creaaak.

Jiang Yiren gently pushed open the door, a few people inside raised their eyes.

Song Guanchao quickly scanned the room.

Not many people were present, but all were significant figures in the Jiang Family.

Old Lady of Jiang, the third Jiang Xiuwen, and Jiang Yiren's peers.

However, Jiang Yiren's parents were absent.

Evident that this was a banquet for Jiang Yiren to invite Zhou Zheng, yet Jiang Yiren's parents were missing.

This...

Song Guanchao's face slightly darkened.

He understood.

Tonight, ostensibly it was a banquet for Zhou Zheng, to help Jiang Yiren transfer from Lingjiang to Jiangzhou City.

In reality, it was not like that.

Originally, he felt it was strange.

Just a simple job transfer, why was there a need to invite Zhou Zheng?

With the Jiang Family's influence, it was a trivial matter.

Now he understood.

Since the beginning, the Jiang Family's aim was to find a backing for themselves.

This backing was Zhou Zheng.

But for Zhou Zheng, as a local governing official, even though the Jiang Family was rich, forming a bond wasn't simple.

To put it bluntly, if Zhou Zheng wished, there were plenty of wealthy businessmen in Jiangzhou City willing to offer money.

Moreover, although Zhou Zheng wasn't very likable, he genuinely didn't have any serious problems.

He was very cautious in this aspect, making it very difficult to breach his defenses with money.

So, their true aim tonight was to win him over with Jiang Yiren's beauty.

The job transfer was merely an excuse.

And from Jiang Yiren's recount, the Jiang Family's plan was very successful.

Zhou Zheng had a strong interest in this exceptionally attractive woman.

If nothing unexpected happened, once Jiang Yiren was transferred to the City Committee, being won over by Zhou Zheng was just a matter of time.

Although Jiang Yiren internally resisted, the Jiang Family would definitely subject her to rounds of persuasion, forcing her to agree.

Understanding all of this at once, Song Guanchao's heart filled with anger. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

These people in the Jiang Family, what beasts they are.

To seek backing, they completely disregard whether their own granddaughter is willing.

"Song Guanchao?"

Jiang Xiuwen saw him, his face instantly turned somber.

Old Lady of Jiang, Zhou Zheng, their faces were also unhappy.

"Secretary Zhou, what a coincidence."

Song Guanchao laughed heartily, unabashedly pulled out the chair beside him and sat down.

Picked up a wine glass and raised it: "I just ran into Yiren outside, she said Secretary Zhou was here too, so I thought, what a fateful encounter."

"Come, Secretary Zhou, let me toast to you."

With that, he raised his glass and drank it all in one go.

But opposite him, Zhou Zheng had no intention of drinking, merely watching him with a blank expression.

Song Guanchao raised an eyebrow: "Why isn't Secretary Zhou drinking? Is the wine not good? Or do you feel, I'm not qualified?"

Zhou Zheng snorted lightly, picked up the wine glass.

Then, right in front of him, poured the wine on the floor.

With a bang, he overturned the wine glass onto the table.

No words were spoken, but his attitude was extremely clear.

A mocking smile appeared on the faces of the Jiang Family members.

"Director Song, you're not welcome here," said Jiang Yiren's older cousin, Jiang Zhiwen.

He stood up, looking down, his words and eyes full of disdain.

Song Guanchao ignored him and looked at Zhou Zheng: "Since Secretary Zhou doesn't welcome me, then forget it."

He stood up, amidst the gazes of several, and held Jiang Yiren's hand.

Jiang Yiren was a bit dazed, not understanding his intention.

It wasn't until he walked toward the door that she belatedly realized what was happening.

She felt a bit panicked, somewhat afraid to meet her grandmother and third uncle's eyes.

But at the same time, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

This feeling of being protected made her feel very relaxed.

"Song Guanchao, what are you doing?" Jiang Zhiwen shouted angrily, rushing over to block his path.

Jiang Xiuwen also stood up, face somber: "Director Song, if you act this way, I'll have to call the police!"

"Call the police?" Song Guanchao pretended not to understand: "What does Mr. Jiang mean by this? What's the reason for calling the police?"

Jiang Xiuwen walked over, looking at his hand holding Jiang Yiren's: "Let go of her! Or don't blame me for being rude!"

"Let go? Why, do I need your permission to hold my own woman's hand?"

Song Guanchao chuckled dismissively, not only did he not let go, but he also pulled Jiang Yiren into his arms.

His actions were a slap in their face.

The Jiang Family members were furious.

"Bastard!"

Jiang Zhiwen cursed, his fists clenched tight.

Song Guanchao glanced at him, raised a brow: "Are you thinking of fighting me?"

Confronted with his gaze, Jiang Zhiwen shivered in his heart, suddenly recalled the past beatings from Song Guanchao, and the anger rising in his heart dispersed instantly.

"Call the police!" Jiang Zhiwen took out his phone: "You're harassing my sister, I'm calling the police now!"

Song Guanchao chuckled again, squeezed Jiang Yiren's shoulder: "Are you all deaf? She's my woman, even if the police come, how can they interfere with a couple flirting?"

In their fury, the Jiang Family members also noticed that Jiang Yiren had never resisted Song Guanchao's flirtatious actions.

They widened their eyes, feeling a bad premonition.

Could it be, that she's really dating Song Guanchao privately?

But how is that possible?

"Yiren!" Jiang Xiuwen's face darkened, his tone commanding: "Come here!"

Jiang Yiren pursed her lips, yet ultimately didn't respond.

Jiang Xiuwen was furious inside, this niece actually wouldn't listen to him!

"Come here!"

This time, it was the Old Lady of Jiang who spoke.

Her voice was very calm, yet her face, full of wrinkles, was filled with an oppressive tension.

Jiang Yiren's will shook.

Facing her third uncle, she could be stubborn.

But confronting this petite Old Lady, she found herself unable to muster any resistance.

She was just about to go over, when suddenly she felt Song Guanchao's hand on her shoulder tighten with some force.

Then, Song Guanchao's voice resounded from above her head: "The Old Lady asked you to come over, so be obedient."

With these words, he pulled Jiang Yiren toward the table, sat down with her.