Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 311: I guarantee you won’t suffer a loss

Chapter 311: Chapter 311: I guarantee you won’t suffer a loss

Chen Dashan’s mouth was dry and his tongue parched.

He lowered his head and continued, "There’s something I want you to see!"

Zhao Leye blushed and looked up. Chen Dashan took a document from the table and handed it to Zhao Leye.

"Letter of Forgiveness."

Looking at the three big characters in front of her, Zhao Leye’s eyebrows furrowed together. She quickly opened it, and her pupils instantly contracted. She looked up at Chen Dashan and questioned, "Why are you doing this?"

"Aren’t you and Zhao Qiqiang sworn enemies? Now, if you sign the letter of forgiveness, Zhao Qiqiang will be released. Chen Dashan, I think you’ve lost your mind!"

Seeing Zhao Leye’s angry expression, Chen Dashan smiled at the corners of his mouth without speaking.

Zhao Leye’s chest heaved, her breathing became rapid.

Seeing Chen Dashan remain silent, she suddenly reacted, her eyes flashing as she said, "You’re threatening me?"

"If Zhao Qiqiang is released, the person who suffers the most losses is me, so you dare to threaten me?"

"No!"

Chen Dashan walked to the leather sofa nearby and lay down comfortably. Calmly looking at Zhao Leye, he said, "Zhao Qiqiang is just a waste. If he comes out, I can still handle him. But you’re different. You have brains and means. If you were to take charge of the Zhao Family and go against me, I’d be in some trouble."

"Most importantly, I can’t bear to hurt you!"

Chen Dashan looked at Zhao Leye with a mischievous smile. Seeing her like an angry little tiger staring at him, he continued, "It’s different with Zhao Qiqiang. Putting him in charge of the Zhao Ding Group is a good thing for me."

He had waited for Zhao Qiqiang to fall, and it hadn’t been easy to seize control of the Zhao Ding Group.

At this time, he couldn’t let Zhao Qiqiang return. Thinking of this, Zhao Leye looked at the smirking Chen Dashan. She pondered for a moment, locked the door to Chen Dashan’s office, put her bag on the side table, and walked towards Chen Dashan step by step.

"What do you want?"

"Do you want me or do you want me to work with you inside and out?"

As she walked, Zhao Leye extended a hand to unbutton her shirt. Chen Dashan’s eyes widened, watching each button being undone. The sight inside was revealing, and a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen.

His second brother was instantly awakened.

Chen Dashan, half-lying on the sofa, looked at Zhao Leye and said, "I want both!"

"Of course, I won’t let you suffer, be it in this regard or any other. I guarantee your satisfaction."

At this moment.

Zhao Leye’s shirt buttons were completely undone, her fair skin dazzling, her body was curvaceous, and her curves were perfect. The white lace bra held a pair of magnificent breasts.

With every movement Zhao Leye made, the breasts swayed as if they could barely be contained, wobbling and shaking.

Almost like jelly, soft and bouncy.

Chen Dashan trembled all over, slowly sitting up. Zhao Leye, who usually dressed conservatively, had a figure that he always thought was good, but he didn’t expect it to be so majestic.

So spectacular.

It was comparable to the female protagonists in comics. This body, along with her sweet and pure face, was uncontrollable to him. He grabbed Zhao Leye and pressed her under him, breathing heavily, "I already know your sincerity. Now, let me show you mine."

Chen Dashan smirked mischievously, his hands roaming. The feeling was simply wonderful.

Zhao Leye’s face flushed a deep red, she turned away not looking at Chen Dashan, her eyes filled with resentment. After all, she was being threatened by him. She said coldly, "Don’t expect me to cooperate with you like other women, you’re dreaming!"

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Dashan’s large hand slid from her thigh to her flower.

His fingers deftly teased, causing Zhao Leye to tremble all over. A warm current surged in her lower abdomen, forcing her to keep wriggling her hips and clamping her legs tightly together.

Chen Dashan looked at the sticky fluid on his fingers, smiling evilly, "What you say doesn’t count. Your body has already betrayed you."

With that, Chen Dashan quickly pulled down Zhao Leye’s skirt and thrust forward.

"Ah... Hmm, Chen Dashan, you bastard, shameless!"

The stinging pain came, Zhao Leye’s hands tightly gripped Chen Dashan’s shoulders, her face red, shouting angrily.

As Chen Dashan continued his movements, her curses gradually turned into suppressed moans, then like a kitten’s cries, and rhythmic screams...

An hour later.

Zhao Leye lay nestled in Chen Dashan’s arms, like a little bird relying on someone, her jade hand drawing circles on his chest, saying coquettishly, "You told me to collect evidence of Zhao Ding’s crimes?"

"All these years, he hasn’t been close to me. Although we are nominally father and daughter, our relationship... Sigh!" Zhao Leye sighed. Due to her relationship with Chen Dashan, she felt even more that he was her support.

Chen Dashan didn’t want to delve into Zhao Leye’s family matters and heartaches. He lightly kissed her forehead and said, "If you find it difficult, forget it. If there’s anything targeting me, just let me know. As long as you don’t go against me, I don’t expect you to do anything else."

After the recent exercise, Zhao Leye’s face was flushed, a fine sheen of sweat on her forehead. Hearing Chen Dashan say this, she quickly got up and looked at him, "Don’t worry, no one can deal with you. I will think of a way."

After speaking, Zhao Leye fell into thought, her face sweetly pressed to Chen Dashan’s chest.

Chen Dashan could give her a great sense of security, something she couldn’t get from anyone else. After some intimate time together, Zhao Leye had a lot of work and hurriedly got dressed to leave after receiving a phone call.

Chen Dashan felt refreshed. In recent days, due to continuous dual cultivation, and with Qi Junya and Zhao Leye both being first-timers, the Sun and Moon Technique had significantly improved.

...

On the other side.

In the Furong County detention center.

Zhao Qiqiang had been detained for quite a while. At this moment, he looked like a different person, with sunken cheeks, and his face pale with a yellowish tinge. Because his descendants had been cut off, he appeared even more gloomy and perverse.

His gaze was chilling.

Zhao Ding looked at his only son, who was wolfing down the food he had brought, his eyes showing pity. He said, "Eat slowly, no one is fighting over it with you!"

"If you want to eat again tomorrow, just tell the people here, and I’ll have someone send it."

"Tomorrow?"

Zhao Qiqiang’s voice was sharp, his eyes filled with malice staring at Zhao Ding. His emotions suddenly erupted, and he overturned all the food onto the floor.

"Clang!"

"Bang!" In an instant, fragments flew, food and soup spilled all over the place. Zhao Ding, looking at his suddenly raging son, had a complex expression on his face and instinctively took a few steps back.

Zhao Qiqiang, like a madman, smashed everything in front of him, shouting angrily, "I won’t stay here. I want to get out. I want to get out, I don’t want to stay here!"

"Dad, I beg you, let me out, okay?"

Zhao Qiqiang knelt before Zhao Ding, crying bitterly in tears. After a while, he roared, "These fools locked me up, when I get out, I won’t spare them!"