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Zhang Jinming had not finished speaking when the other party had already hung up.

For a moment, it was as if Zhang Jinming's soul had been pulled out of his body, and his body was stiff like a sculpture.

Kou Xiaolin called him for a long time, only then did he come to his senses.

He felt his mind go blank. Just what had happened? In the end, who was the informer? Zhang Jinming carefully thought back to every single detail of his time with Song Yimei.

Kou Xiaolin thought of something and said, "Director Zhang, I think it's very likely Tian Liang who did this. "We don't know how many hidden sentries there are surrounding our store. They're always watching our place."

Yes, it must be him. Zhang Jinming finally came to his senses. Slap! Slap his head hard, he said in annoyance, "I really shouldn't have brought Yi Mei out. That bastard Tian Liang, I still don't know how to make things worse for the Old Master. "

Kou Xiaolin said, "Director Zhang, what should we do now?"

Zhang Jinming sighed, and said woodenly, "What else can we do, let's just wait at home obediently."

That night, Zhang Jinming lay on his bed and did not sleep at all.

On the morning of the second day, Zhang Jinming received a notification from the Personnel Department that he had been suspended from duty and was left with his salary. Tian Liang was now in charge of the operations on hand for the time being.

Although this kind of thing was the one he didn't want to see the most, there was no other way now. However, Zhang Jinming had kept them in suspense and did not hand over the compensation that Ji Yabo had given them. He was well aware that if this money were to fall into his hands, it was very likely that he would misappropriate it and embezzle.

When Song Yimei heard that Zhang Jinming had been suspended from duty because of her, she felt extremely ashamed and wanted to apologize to Zhang Jinming thrice.

Zhang Jinming didn't mind as he comforted her that this was only temporary.

In order to make her feel at ease, Zhang Jinming accompanied Song Yimei on a tour around Xin City.

At night, the two of them ate in the street. Song Yimei opened up a few bottles of white spirits and heartily drank it down with Zhang Jinming.

Zhang Jinming did not drink much, and he himself did not like to drink either. But when he saw Song Yimei in front of him continuously drinking, he started to worry.

She quickly snatched the wine out of her hands.

Song Yimei caressed the messy hair in front of her lightly. Her beautiful face was flushed red from drinking, and was filled with endless temptation. She looked at Zhang Jinming with sorrow in her eyes, "Jin Ming, don't bother with me. Maybe if I get drunk, I won't have so much trouble."

"Alright, Yi Mei, drinking won't solve anything." Zhang Jinming lightly patted her hand.

Song Yimei had a sorrowful look on her face as she thoughtfully stared at the wine on the table, and faintly said, "Why do I want Song Jizhen's daughter, why do I have to marry someone I don't like."

The more Song Yimei spoke, the angrier she became. Suddenly, she raised the bottle of wine and gulped it down.

"Yi Mei, what are you doing?" Zhang Jinming rushed forward and snatched the bottle away.

Worried that the girl would continue to drink, Zhang Jinming quickly pulled her up, paid, and left.

Song Yimei drank quite a bit, her mind was a little muddled, and she stumbled while walking.

Since he couldn't carry her, Zhang Jinming could only hug her.

This was the first time they had come so close to each other, and Song Yimei's body that was wearing such a thin and white dress seemed as if she was naked. Zhang Jinming could feel her delicate body. Smelling the faint fragrance on Song Yimei's body, Zhang Jinming's gaze swept towards the two mountain peaks on her chest from the corner of his eyes. His heart suddenly burned with a ball of fire.

This stall was not too far away from where he lived, but it was as if Zhang Jinming had walked a long distance ahead of him.

When he got home, there was no one there. Today, Kou Xiaolin had ordered him to work overtime, so he couldn't come back during the night.

Zhang Jinming carried the hot potato and carefully entered the bedroom.

Zhang Jinming placed Song Yimei on the bed and upon seeing her enchanting appearance, he hurriedly covered her with a blanket.

At this time, Song Yimei suddenly sat up, and a wave of filth directly sprayed onto her body.

After throwing up, he lied down and slept.

Zhang Jinming was a little dumbstruck. Damn, this woman actually threw up all over his body. You can't bear to stand by and watch. But he had to help her take off her clothes. This, this … Actually, he had such a thought, but would this girl wake up tomorrow …

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. I can't possibly sleep in these dirty and untrashy clothes, it makes my bedroom so smelly. " Zhang Jinming comforted himself and then stepped forward. Taking a deep breath, he gently pulled at the lock on Song Yimei's skirt and slowly pulled it down.

Very quickly, a Exquisite Float, that would make one's blood boil, appeared in front of Zhang Jinming.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his burning desire, and pulled the quilt up over her.

After finishing all this, just as he was about to leave, he saw Song Yimei extending her snow-white arm that looked like a lotus root, and holding onto his clothes with her small hands as she mumbled, "Don't go, don't leave me. I'm so afraid of someone. "

Zhang Jinming didn't know who he was talking about, but he smiled lightly, "I'm not leaving, tomorrow I really won't be able to wash away my sins even if I jump into the Yellow River." He turned to take her hand and put it under the covers.

He accidentally bumped into a small mountain. That soft and flexible plump body made Zhang Jinming retract his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the flames that had originally extinguished in his heart instantly ignited once again.

He did not dare to stay any longer and hurriedly ran out.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jinming was fast asleep when he heard an urgent knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Song Yimei standing there with her face all red, her body only wrapped in a blanket. Even so, one could still make out the curves of her body.

Zhang Jinming's gaze uncontrollably fell on her body as he sized her up presumptuously.

"Zhang Jinming, take your eyes away. You, what did you do to me yesterday? " Song Yimei shouted in anger.

Zhang Jinming spread out his hands, and said innocently, "Yi Mei, don't think too much about it, I just helped you take off your clothes that were filled with filth."

"You, that place, wasn't everything seen by you." Song Yimei was so agitated that she could barely finish her words.

Zhang Jinming laughed and said, "Don't worry, Yi Mei, I didn't even dare to look at them."

"Hmph, I don't believe it. Men are not good people. "You better get the hell out of here. Did you do anything to me yesterday?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Song Yimei was obviously not willing to let Zhang Jinming go.

Zhang Jinming laughed bitterly, "My young miss, if I had really set my hands on you, wouldn't you feel it?"

Song Yimei nodded his head, as if she understood something, "You're right."

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Song Yimei was shocked, and instinctively asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Gao Lan. "Jin Ming, are you at home?"

"My mom, why is she here?" Song Yimei was greatly surprised.

Zhang Jinming was ecstatic, "That's easy to do, since your mother is here, many things will be easier to do."

"Hey, wait a minute. You can't tell my mom about what happened last night, or else I'll give you an unending stream." Song Yimei glared at Zhang Jinming as she ran back to her bedroom in a panic.

Zhang Jinming laughed helplessly, and then went to open the door.

He opened the door and saw Gao Lan. Zhang Jinming's eyes lit up.

Gao Lan dressed up very elegantly, a bit of makeup on her enchanting cheeks, and a body tempering T-shirt completely contrasting with her voluptuous and sexy upper body.

Zhang Jinming immediately felt his lower body burning.

She had clearly noticed the small bag that was propped up on Zhang Jinming's crotch. His expression was unnatural. With a slight blush on his face, he softly said, "Jin Ming, did you just wake up?"

"Ah, yes, High Director, why didn't you inform me beforehand so that I could come and pick you up?"

"There's no need to go through all that trouble." Gao Lan laughed at the sound of the rain.

Zhang Jinming hastily welcomed her in.

After seeing her to her seat, he poured her a glass of water.

Gao Lan looked around and asked curiously, "Hey, Jin Ming, I heard something from Yi Mei just now, why is she gone again?"

"Mom, I'm in the bedroom." Song Yimei was afraid that Zhang Jinming would spout nonsense, hence she replied in a hurry.

"He's not up yet, you lazy slob." Gao Lan scolded as she stood up and walked over.

He didn't know what the mother and daughter were talking about in the bedroom, but Zhang Jinming realized that Gao Lan was looking at him strangely when he went to the bathroom to help Song Yimei clean his clothes. This made him feel uncomfortable all over.

Song Yimei changed her clothes and followed Gao Lan out.

After the two of them sat down, Gao Lan looked at the time and said in astonishment, "Jin Ming, it's almost 8 o'clock, why aren't you going to work?"

Zhang Jinming only laughed, and did not reply.

Song Yimei took the opportunity to recount what had happened.

After Gao Lan finished listening, she shook her head lightly and said, "There must be a misunderstanding. The old man is still unconscious, why would she give such an order?

"Songtong, are you talking about my third uncle?" Song Yimei was a little surprised. Mom, you just said what happened to my grandfather. " Song Yimei suddenly thought of something and asked.

Gao Lan's expression immediately became heavy. She slightly wrinkled her brows, sighed, and said, "Ever since the last time you quarreled with your grandfather, he suffered a stroke from anger. He's still lying in the hospital and he's been in a coma all this time. "

Hearing that, Song Yimei immediately burst into tears, and immediately headed towards the capital.

Zhang Jinming hurriedly stopped her, sat her down on the sofa, and said, "Yi Mei, not only will you not be able to save your grandfather if you go back like this, you will also leave a solid statement for Songtong. They will ascribe all their responsibility to you. "

Gao Lan frowned and nodded, then said, "That's right, that is also why I have personally come to look for Yi Mei. However, it was not a big deal to drag this on for now. If anything really happens to the old gramps, then the entire group will probably fall into chaos. "