Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 245: The rougher it is, the more exciting it gets

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: The rougher it is, the more exciting it gets

Chen Dashan was startled.

Zhao Leye found out the news this quickly? Was there something fishy that Zhao Leye knew about?

Chen Dashan’s tone was flippant, "Well, it seems like the supervisor responsible for this round of bidding can’t see my potential like you do. Oh well, I’ll just keep working hard."

Listening to Chen Dashan’s mocking words, Zhao Leye was speechless, "Don’t you think there’s something fishy about it?"

"Do you really believe there’s nothing shady with Zhang Heng handling the bidding?"

"There are over a dozen companies, and your Tianhai Lake Tourism Company’s strength ranks in the top three. Plus, your group encompasses a wide range of industries. There are only benefits, no drawbacks, for their Film and Television City. Have you thought about that?"

Chen Dashan was taken aback.

He spoke coldly, "Miss Zhao, without evidence, I, Chen Dashan, never speak out of turn."

"I have the evidence!"

On the other end of the call, Zhao Leye’s voice turned serious. She continued in a low voice, "I’ll be waiting for you near Furong Restaurant, where we met last time. Come pick it up discreetly."

They exchanged a couple more words and then hung up.

With a smile on his lips, Chen Dashan glanced at Han Yifei, who was sitting in the passenger seat. Her seductive eyes were mesmerizing. She licked her red lips and spoke, "Dashan, are you trying to play the sympathy card with girls?"

"Miss Zhao still thinks you’re an honest man!"

Han Yifei laughed flirtatiously, leaning her head on her hand, while looking out at the scenery.

Her side profile was exquisite, her body tantalizingly attractive.

Today, she wore a short dress. Sitting in the passenger seat, the dress’s length just covered the essential parts. To prevent exposure, Han Yifei kept her legs tightly together the entire time.

Her fair thighs were wrapped in sheer black stockings, the contrasting colors creating a visually striking impact.

The higher up, the darker, and more mysterious the stockings became.

"Gulp!"

Chen Dashan swallowed hard, feeling parched. Unable to resist, he reached out and stroked her thigh encased in the silk. The texture was smooth, warm, and incredibly soft to the touch.

Han Yifei’s eyes were filled with allure, her face flushed as she threw flirtatious glances at Chen Dashan.

This little seductress.

Chen Dashan felt aroused, wanting to take her on the spot, but there was serious business to attend to, so he had to suppress his desire.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Dashan brought Han Yifei near Furong Restaurant, where they saw Zhao Leye. The girl, heavily disguised to avoid recognition, handed over the documents to Chen Dashan without a word and walked away.

Chen Dashan watched her back with a smile. Interesting!

Chen Dashan didn’t linger. He took the evidence and drove off immediately.

In the car.

"Take a look!"

Chen Dashan handed the file to Han Yifei. She took it, frowned, and began to read carefully. "This..."

"Just as we suspected, Qin Lan and Zhao Qiqiang bribed Hengda’s bidding director, Zhang Heng, to prevent you from winning the bid. However, the evidence Zhao Leye provided can’t prove any illicit financial dealings among the three."

"Take a look."

Chen Dashan turned his head. The photos were blurry, probably taken clandestinely by Zhao Leye.

In the pictures, Qin Lan and Zhao Qiqiang were seen trading with the middle-aged man, holding what seemed to be a bank card. The man’s eyes gleamed as he stared at the card in Qin Lan’s hand, his excitement barely contained.

"When people have money, they can’t control their desires. Even if the money is still under the director’s name, he will spend unusually high amounts these days. Let Peng Hu investigate. There must be a clue."

Chen Dashan spoke, his eyes sharp as he stared ahead.

Han Yifei smiled, finding him even more attractive in his serious demeanor. Feeling soft, she leaned against his shoulder.

"Sis, I’m driving!"

Feeling a sudden weight on his arm and catching a whiff of her scent, Chen Dashan turned his head to look at the leaning Han Yifei.

Han Yifei, her face flushed, said, "I’ve been exhausted these days, running around with you. How are you going to satisfy me?"

Bold and direct.

Chen Dashan was stunned. Han Yifei pulled his right hand, guiding it inside her clothes.

Isn’t she a shameless woman?

Am I really such a lustful person?

But it’s large, white, and smooth. Chen Dashan took advantage of the situation, giving it a squeeze before quickly withdrawing his hand. Eyeing the eager Han Yifei, he said, "Wait, soon we’ll have an epic battle. Stick with me, and you’ll be fully satisfied every time."

At this, Han Yifei looked wistful.

These past few days, Chen Dashan had been too busy, with too many women craving his attention, leaving Han Yifei starving for affection.

A few minutes later, they drove back to the office of Chen Fruit Store.

Han Yifei didn’t even bother going to her law firm, insisting on following Chen Dashan, clearly unsatisfied and unwilling to leave. Chen Dashan was helpless.

As soon as they entered the office, Han Yifei closed the door behind them.

Chen Dashan barely had time to react before Han Yifei pounced on him, her hands wrapping around his neck as she showered him with passionate kisses. Her tongue hungrily licked his lips, her body hot like a small wild animal that had just found its prey, moaning in satisfaction.

Her tiny hands were restless, moving from his neck downwards until they found the bulge in his pants.

Her hands squeezed through the fabric.

Chen Dashan shivered, the tight, warm sensation making him even more aroused.

Her hands were soft, very comfortable, and combined with her rough kissing, her saliva flooding, it added to the stimulation as she stroked his giant dragon. With her chest pressing against him, their bodies rubbed together incessantly.

Chen Dashan felt his blood boiling, his large hands roughly kneading Han Yifei’s perky buttocks, the sensation full and voluptuous.

It was impossible to put down. Her buttocks were squeezed into various shapes by his big hands, and her panties were already wet, sticking to the skin beneath.

Chen Dashan’s coarse hands pulled aside her panties, making Han Yifei tremble with excitement.

Whispering in his ear, she murmured, "Harder... do me."

"Didn’t you say you were a piling machine? See how much water this well has..."

"Come on!"

Talking dirty, Han Yifei wriggled her hips provocatively. If he didn’t take her now, it would be a disgrace to manhood.

"Rip!" With a tearing sound, Chen Dashan roughly tore Han Yifei’s clothes.

Han Yifei was startled.

Before she could react, Chen Dashan turned her over, grabbed her hair, and pressed her down on the office desk. Without even bothering to take off her panties, he spread her buttocks and mounted her.

"Ahh..."

At the moment of entry, Han Yifei’s entire body tightened, letting out a satisfied moan.

Han Yifei preferred it rough. The rougher it was, the more excited she got.