Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 303: Looks Best Without Wearing

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Looks Best Without Wearing

"What’s wrong with targeting you?"

Chen Dashan looked puzzled, with a wicked grin as he looked at Zhao Leye and said, "Even your father Zhao Ding isn’t my match when he’s in my hands, do you really think you alone can threaten me?"

"You..."

Zhao Leye was so angry at Chen Dashan’s words that her face turned red. She wanted to lose her temper.

Chen Dashan continued, "However, it’s not impossible for me to listen to you. As long as you become my woman, I have said before, I won’t let you suffer a loss."

"Dream on!"

Zhao Leye’s rejection came out instantly.

Her small, angry face blushed, and her sharp eyes stared at Chen Dashan as she said, "The construction of shantytowns is my first task as the Zhao family heir. No matter who stands in my way, I will not show mercy."

"Heir?"

"Ridiculous." Chen Dashan mocked, looking at Zhao Leye with pity in his eyes, and continued to laugh, "In the eyes of Zhao Ding and Qin Lan, you are just a backup plan. Up to now, you still don’t recognize your place. Zhao Leye, are you afraid to admit it, or do you not want to?"

"Stop talking!"

Zhao Leye suddenly stood up, glaring angrily at Chen Dashan. She knew well her position in the Zhao family, but being exposed like this felt like her dignity was being rubbed in the dirt. After yelling, Zhao Leye’s emotions calmed down. She stared coldly at Chen Dashan and said, "Abandon the project, and I’ll let you off. From now on, we’ll be even. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

"Threatening me?"

Chen Dashan laughed coldly and stood up, walking step by step towards Zhao Leye.

The familiar breath enveloped her like an invisible net. Zhao Leye breathed rapidly, her heart pounding. She sat on the sofa, expressionless, with clenched fists and a body as tight as a bowstring.

"I’m determined to pursue the shantytown project. Moreover, threats don’t work on me. I always respond better to softness than hardness. Miss Zhao, maybe you should think of another way." Chen Dashan finished by using his finger to lift Zhao Leye’s chin. Zhao Leye’s face blushed instantly. She slapped away his hand and said, "Scoundrel!"

Since the negotiation failed, Zhao Leye no longer wanted to stay. She stood up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed tightly, and a great force pulled her toward him. Zhao Leye was frightened and looked up, only to have her nose hit Chen Dashan’s chest. The dominant masculine scent overwhelmed her. Before she could stand straight, a pair of hot hands on her waist started moving all over her body like a fire.

Her slender waist, then her round hips, then her thighs...

"You..."

Zhao Leye’s face was flushed as she bit her lip, glaring at Chen Dashan. He grinned wickedly, "Do you want to call for help?"

"Go ahead, call. I still have a stack of documents detailing your and my plots against Zhao Qiqiang. Do you think if I sent them directly to Zhao Ding’s desk, he would immediately kick you out of the Zhao family? Let’s see how much weight you have as an heir compared to Zhao Qiqiang."

"You dare?" Zhao Leye’s eyes were filled with panic.

Chen Dashan ignored her and slid his big hand under her thigh, one hand kneading her bud, the other reaching up to grab a soft mound, roughly massaging.

"Ah... Ah, Chen Dashan, let go of me!" Zhao Leye struggled constantly, both ashamed and enraged. No man had ever dared to do such a thing to her. Chen Dashan was insufferable. The tingling sensation felt like an electric current. She couldn’t tell whether it was uncomfortable or pleasurable, making her want to scream out loud.

But it didn’t feel right. Her lower abdomen felt like a ball of fire, following Chen Dashan’s fingers, ready to burst out.

"Ah hmm... Chen, Chen Dashan..." The moment she opened her mouth, Zhao Leye realized her voice had changed. She didn’t understand why, her whole body was restless and hot. She looked at Chen Dashan in front of her and didn’t find him as repulsive, he even seemed quite handsome.

Chen Dashan’s face showed a wicked grin. Looking at him like this, he appeared very mysterious and dangerous. This strange feeling made Zhao Leye feel even more excited.

She even clearly felt that her bud was being pressed by something hard, hot, and firm.

Desire.

The empty feeling made Zhao Leye’s eyes blurred. She reached out her small hands to hold Chen Dashan’s waist more intimately, like she could gain more.

"Hehe..."

Chen Dashan suddenly stopped, pushing Zhao Leye onto the sofa, looking down and saying, "You women are all the same. You say no with your mouths, but your bodies are honest." Saying this, Chen Dashan extended his right hand. There were still glistening liquids on his fingers. Zhao Leye blushed with shame.

"But I like you like this?"

With a shift in tone, Zhao Leye felt both joy and anger. She pretended to be angry, saying, "Who wants you to like it? If you dare do this again, I will ruin you!"

After speaking, Zhao Leye arranged her clothes and wanted to leave. Chen Dashan said, "Just wait. Do you think Zhao Ding, who has seemingly boundless mana, will fall soon? By then, I’ll be waiting for you to obediently climb into my bed."

"Dream on!"

Zhao Leye said angrily, grabbed her coat, and walked away. She didn’t forget to coldly say at the door, "Be careful these days."

Then she left without looking back, stepping on high heels.

Chen Dashan looked at Zhao Leye’s graceful back, shaking his head with a smile. Zhao Leye’s sweet appearance was exactly his type from his youth, the kind that melted his heart when she smiled with her dimples. So, he had a bit more patience for Zhao Leye.

Chen Dashan hadn’t expected Zhao Ding to use such a method. To stop him, Zhao Ding was already at his wit’s end.

However, the ambiguous situation between Chen Dashan and Zhao Leye in the office was clearly seen by Han Yifei, who constantly monitored Chen Dashan. She didn’t think Zhao Leye was more charming than her. Watching Chen Dashan treat Zhao Leye so roughly, she wondered what if it were her instead...

Han Yifei’s cheeks turned red. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her red lips, then twisted her upturned hips and walked towards Chen Dashan’s office.

"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door.

Chen Dashan looked up and said, "Come in." Han Yifei gave an enticing smile. At that look, Chen Dashan instantly understood, a wicked grin forming on his lips. Han Yifei’s towering snow peaks trembled violently with her movements, very spectacular. Her tight dress perfectly outlined her slender waist and peach-shaped hips. Even her back view could make countless men impulsive.

The desire aroused by Zhao Leye had nowhere to go. Chen Dashan was holding back his discomfort. Han Yifei’s upturned hips looked like inflated balloons, the tight and narrow gap in the middle making Chen Dashan’s breath become heavier.

"Don’t you want to see what I’m wearing underneath?"

Han Yifei teased seductively, her long fox-like eyes combined with red lips, looking enchanting. Her red and full lips moved alluringly, making Chen Dashan tremble all over. He rudely pressed Han Yifei onto the desk and said, "Nothing looks best!"

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