Official Career Storm

Song Guanchao's words made the two women show expressions of confusion.

But quickly, as if guessing something, they said in unison: "Qin Yuejin is still alive?"

Song Guanchao smiled, took a sip of red wine, and nodded in confirmation.

"But... I clearly saw him commit suicide."

Wu Qiangwei wanted to say it was impossible, but she knew Song Guanchao wouldn't lie about something like this.

Moreover, there was no need to deceive herself.

However, Qin Yuejin did commit suicide, right in front of them.

Song Guanchao said, "That was a blank, it couldn't kill anyone."

"My phone was also on him. According to the tracking, he's already ashore."

Song Guanchao took out his phone and turned on the locator.

Seeing the location in the suburbs, the two women confirmed that Qin Yuejin was indeed alive.

If Song Guanchao hadn't told them, they would never have doubted the authenticity of Qin Yuejin's suicide.

Nevertheless, although they were sure Qin Yuejin was still alive, the two women didn't feel any relief.

Song Guanchao made it very clear that he intended to thoroughly investigate this case.

The reason Qin Yuejin chose to commit suicide was because the implications were too deep.

Behind Qin Yuejin, there was likely a very powerful figure hidden.

In politics, in business, there were all of them.

And in terms of status and numbers, there would certainly not be few.

Precisely for this reason, he had to die!

If he didn't die, the people behind him would not sleep well!

But once a thorough investigation is conducted, it would inevitably trigger a massive earthquake in Lingjiang.

And there would certainly be obstacles.

As the head of the special team, Song Guanchao might even face threats to his life!

But this matter had to be done, there was no avoiding it.

If the forces behind Qin Yuejin are not eradicated, he wouldn't dare to step forward and confess.

Therefore, it must be thoroughly investigated!

And it must be done quickly!

Wu Qiangwei parted her red lips, wanting to say something, but she glanced at Qu Xiangru next to her and closed her mouth again.

She actually wanted to say, don't investigate further.

Because she knew too well how dangerous it would be to investigate further.

Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with him, the only one affected would be Qu Xiangru.

Her relationship with Qu Xiangru was only a partnership, there was absolutely no need to take such risks.

But, with Qu Xiangru still here, she couldn't voice these words.

Although she didn't say it, Qu Xiangru had already guessed what she wanted to say from her reaction.

Qu Xiangru said, "I'll handle this matter myself."

Implying that there was no need for Song Guanchao to solve it, nor risk his life.

Wu Qiangwei remained silent, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

However, Song Guanchao said, "What, does Secretary Qu want to steal my credit?"

Wu Qiangwei's mouth twitched, is this guy an idiot?

Was that really what the person was implying?

Usually so smart, how could he not get this?

Qu Xiangru knew, he just didn't want to expose the relationship with her in front of Wu Qiangwei.

So he deliberately found an excuse to continue handling this case.

"Risk and reward are proportional."

"As long as this case is solved, my credit will not be small."

"It's just that my qualifications are still too shallow, otherwise, I might be able to get another promotion."

Song Guanchao sighed softly, drained the red wine, seemingly in regret.

That's what he said, but Wu Qiangwei still didn't want him involved.

After all, the risk was too great.

Before long, of the three bottles of red wine, one and a half were already consumed, and the two women were starting to feel tipsy.

Wu Qiangwei shook her head, stood up, and said, "I'll get you some clothes."

After she brought them the clothes, she said, "I'll take a shower first."

Once she entered the bathroom, Qu Xiangru said, "You don't have to help me like this, I'll handle it myself."

Song Guanchao said, "You're my woman, if I don't help you, who will?"

These straightforward words, without any disguise, stirred a warm feeling in Qu Xiangru's heart.

"Your woman?" Qu Xiangru chuckled softly, glancing toward the bathroom: "What about her?"

"...," Song Guanchao was at a loss for words.

When Wu Qiangwei came out after her shower, her drunkenness had subsided considerably, Qu Xiangru put down her wine glass and with her pajamas in hand, walked into the bathroom.

Once the door closed, Wu Qiangwei suddenly said, "You shouldn't take this case."

Her tone was somewhat reproachful.

Song Guanchao said seriously, "Wealth is sought amidst danger, I'm just a middle-rank now, and if I want to continue climbing up, I have to seize every opportunity I can!"

"Only then can I secure a spot for promotion next time!"

Wu Qiangwei said, "You've already risen very quickly."

Song Guanchao looked at her calmly and said, "Not enough."

This gaze, and those three simple words, suddenly made Wu Qiangwei feel a different kind of emotion.

She seemed to understand the meaning Song Guanchao wanted to convey with his tone.

Does he want to climb faster?

Is it because he wanted to catch up with her?

Is it because he feels that his rank doesn't match hers, isn't worthy of her?

At this moment, Wu Qiangwei thought a lot.

Almost not daring to look into his eyes.

When Qu Xiangru came out and saw Wu Qiangwei's shy demeanor, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

What did they talk about while she was showering?

"I'm going to shower."

Wu Qiangwei picked up her clothes and hurriedly went into the bathroom.

As they brushed past each other, Qu Xiangru clearly saw the flustered and excited look of a deer caught in her eyes.

She came over and sat on the sofa, legs crossed, looking at Song Guanchao with a scrutinizing gaze.

Song Guanchao met her gaze, then lowered his eyes.

Beneath the nightgown, there was nothing.

The full peaks of her breasts peeked under the slightly open neckline, with clear blue veins.

Her crossed legs pulled the pajama pants tight, their curves soft and alluring, exuding a mature charm.

The mysterious Triangle between her hips was outlined clearly by the taut pajamas.

Not minding Song Guanchao's undisguised gaze, Qu Xiangru even shifted her body, lifting her hip up to give him a better view.

In this position, her round and large buttocks were dough-like.

Her honeyed thighs were plump and tight, pressed together.

She knew how to showcase the advantages of her body.

No man could resist such temptation.

Qu Xiangru propped her chin on her arm, watching him quietly.

Before long, Wu Qiangwei also came out.

Song Guanchao hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but Qu Xiangru still maintained her alluring pose.

Seeing her position, Wu Qiangwei instinctively looked at Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao put on the guise of a gentleman, stood up, and headed towards the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom, two pairs of panties were hanging.

One black, one gray.

Both were very sexy designs.

Song Guanchao stared for a long time but couldn't tell whose they were.

When he came out, the two women had resumed drinking.

They seemed to have their own concerns, merely drinking silently without exchanging words.

Song Guanchao came over and joined in.

With the third bottle of red wine unfinished, Wu Qiangwei was already drunkenly leaning on the sofa, her eyelids heavy, as if she might fall asleep any minute.

Qu Xiangru was slightly better, but not by much.

Song Guanchao stayed silent, simply refilling their glasses with wine.

Wu Qiangwei hoped Qu Xiangru would get drunk quickly, so she forced herself to keep drinking despite her drunkenness.

Similarly, Qu Xiangru hoped Wu Qiangwei would get drunk quickly, so the two women, with their own thoughts, drank as long as there was wine in their glasses.

Finally, Wu Qiangwei couldn't hold out any longer, put down her glass, and murmured, "I'm going to nap."

Once her eyes closed, weariness washed over her like a tide, and she could no longer resist, her steady breathing soon filling the room.

Qu Xiangru's body was also soft as if boneless, she could barely hold her wine glass.

She extended her tongue, licking clean the wine on her lips.

Next, she put down the glass, gently unbuttoning her blouse, and her pert breasts immediately bounced out restlessly.

Those peach-like tender breasts barely covered by the open nightgown emitted an enticing allure.

She swept her long hair to one side, tilting her head, her gaze at Song Guanchao laden with charm.

Song Guanchao's throat moved, and he immediately stood up.