Official Son-in-Law and the Beautiful Lady Fragrance

Liu Zhizhong only then moved the flowers away, revealing his true appearance.

"Secretary-General, won't you embrace the flowers?"

"Ah..."

Zhang Yuxing's delicate body shuddered at the sound and, upon seeing Liu Zhizhong's smiling handsome face, she was completely stunned.

She covered her thin, beautiful red lips with one hand, her eyes filled with surprise and glee as she stared at Liu Zhizhong.

"It's... it's you... you..."

It had to be said, a handsome man holding flowers, appearing like a warrior descending from heaven, and suddenly coming into view was quite a sight, especially one so vivid and alive. It brought immense comfort to the heart of Zhang Yuxing, the "Master of Extinction" with her ice-cold allure, her heartbeat racing uncontrollably.

Even her pretty face began to flush.

She even found herself at a loss for words.

Never in a million years would she have expected this guy to pull a fast one on her earlier, pretending he couldn't make it, even making dinner reservations with such conviction. Yet here he was, arriving so stunningly.

How could a woman's vanity not be satisfied? Her heart swelled with content, a feeling of comfort she's never known before.

Liu Zhizhong, astutely observing her expression, also knew she was feeling quite pleased inside, and he couldn't help feeling thrilled.

He immediately approached Zhang Yuxing with the flowers in hand, "Here, take them, beautiful and charming Secretary-General... oh no, Mayor Zhang, heh heh..."

His playful voice, magnetic as ever, made Zhang Yuxing want to break into a smile as vibrant as springtime.

She still maintained the dignity of a Zhang family woman, "Embrace what? I..."

"Embrace the flowers, not me," Liu Zhizhong interrupted her.

"Slick talker! You're a married man, is it appropriate for you to be giving me roses?"

She remained poised, continuing to hold her stance.

Liu Zhizhong replied earnestly, "Mayor Zhang, what are you talking about? Just because I'm married doesn't mean I can't get a divorce..."

"Hey..." Zhang Yuxing's face instantly blushed red, cutting him off, "What nonsense are you spouting? What do you plan to do after getting a divorce?"

"I'd do whatever I want to do! But these white roses aren't a symbol of love, so don't think I'm pursuing an affair with you. I don't have the guts for that. White roses represent purity and innocence! In my eyes, Mayor Zhang deserves them. Why not try holding them?"

Liu Zhizhong justified his explanation, and having said that, he gently pushed the flowers toward Zhang Yuxing's embrace with both hands.

Smelling the fragrance of the flowers and seeing the tender, plump white roses, Zhang Yuxing really couldn't help but love them. She effortlessly took them, "Hmph! At least you have some self-awareness, so I'll accept them."

And once the flowers were in her hands, she didn't quite feel like letting go. Looking out at the beautiful night scene of the Hainan sea, she said, "You dead thing, didn't you say that you had too many things to handle and couldn't come? How come you're here now?"

Liu Zhizhong stood by the window with her, feeling incredibly good about the scent of the flowers and her company.

This icy "Master of Extinction," also an Old Chu woman, still had a sort of girlish air about her: young and beautiful with a lingering fragrance that was simply refreshing.

He smiled lightly, "You see, my mouth says no, but my body is very honest! Besides, my future boss vacationing alone in Hainan, how dangerous is that? The outside world isn't as wonderful as we imagine. A girl like you, so beautiful and sexy, could run into trouble if she met a bad person. How could she take good care of herself..."

Zhang Yuxing couldn't help but laugh out loud, playfully patting him on the shoulder with the flowers, "Your mouth's been smeared with honey, hasn't it? Still calling me a girl, when I'm already an old woman!"

"Nonsense! Where is Mayor Zhang old? To me, my leader is fresh as ever, with skin so soft it could be punctured by a breath, capable of squeezing out water. And this figure, simply amazing. To call you the most beautiful mayor in the world, I don't think anyone would dare to disagree."

"You dead thing, always saying what sounds nice, huh? Your words are getting slicker by the minute, aren't they? You're really like a fawning dog!"

"You're my boss; if I don't fawn over you, who else should I? As long as it makes you happy, and you're pleased, I'm willing to fawn however you like, hehe..."

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