Chapter 1773

Chapter 1773

Looking at the watch.

It was already past ten at night.

The scene had mostly cleared up. The crowd had dispersed, the injured were under control, and the ethnic minorities involved mainly had returned to their homes. With Deputy Director Yang’s instructions, the situation was quickly resolved and handled, and everything was settled.

Afterward, Deputy Director Yang said, “Sister Fang, do you think this handling is okay?”

Fang Wenping calmly replied, “You handle your matters. No need to ask me.”

“Alright then,” Deputy Director Yang checked the time, “Wow, it’s so late. Sister Fang, this incident is on me. I didn’t provide proper protection for you. If I had known you were coming, I would have arranged for a car escort. Fortunately, nothing happened to you. Otherwise, I would be in serious trouble. It’s in my jurisdiction, so I feel quite embarrassed. Let me treat you and Xiao Dong to a meal to help you relax.”

Fang Wenping said, “No need for that.”

“Yes, it’s necessary. I rarely see you, so I can’t just let you leave like this. That would be too impolite,” Deputy Director Yang said with a smile.

Fang Wenping hesitated, “Alright then, but I’ll invite you.”

Deputy Director Yang said, “You’re scolding me now. That won’t do.”

“It’s decided then. You’ve come all the way here and been so helpful. It’s only right to treat you to a meal,” Fang Wenping said firmly. “Don’t argue. If you keep insisting, I won’t go.”

Deputy Director Yang smiled wryly, “Okay, let’s go. Get in my car.”

Dong Xuebing said, “Let’s head to the square first, Director Yang. My car is parked over there.”

Deputy Director Yang agreed and instructed the driver, “Go to the small square.”

After Dong Xuebing and Fang Wenping got into his car, Deputy Director Yang took a few steps back, called someone, and instructed one of his subordinates. He also asked them to arrange a meal for the city bureau colleagues, ensuring that they didn’t feel neglected, especially since Deputy Director Yang called them. Even if they weren’t qualified to dine with Fang Wenping, it was important not to ignore them. It was already quite late, and even if it was overtime, they should be compensated. Only after arranging everything did Deputy Director Yang get into his car.

At the small square.

When the car stopped, Dong Xuebing got out to retrieve his vehicle.

The square was now completely deserted. It was unclear whether it was the late hour or if the ethnic minority vendors had heard some news, but the entire street was empty, a stark contrast to the earlier bustling scene. Only a few scattered pedestrians were visible. After a quick look, Dong Xuebing got into his Land Rover and flashed his headlights twice to signal Deputy Director Yang’s car, which then led the way. The Audi was in front, driving at a slow pace. Dong Xuebing pressed the gas pedal to catch up, estimating they were heading towards a restaurant or hotel.

Ah, what a day.

But with the tension eased, Dong Xuebing yawned several times, feeling quite tired. He was looking forward to a good night’s sleep.

After dinner.

It was already 11:30.

Dong Xuebing wasn’t very familiar with Deputy Director Yang, so there wasn’t much conversation. The meal was mostly polite chatter.

Deputy Director Yang said, “It’s getting late. I’m heading back now. Sister Fang, when are you leaving? Spend a few more days here. I’ll arrange for someone...”

“Forget it,” Fang Wenping said. “We’ll leave tomorrow morning.”

“Service my ass. Open the door!”

Sweat.

It was Fang Wenping.

Only Fang Wenping could curse in such a standard Beijing dialect in this situation.

"Uh, wait a minute, I'll be right there," Dong Xuebing said awkwardly. He cleared his throat and quickly tightened his robe. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and it was too late to put on clothes, so he adjusted his bathrobe to look tidier. As he reached the door, he suddenly realized the time. Wasn’t Fang Wenping supposed to be going to bed and leaving at eight in the morning? Why was she coming over so late? Did something happen with the injured at the hospital or with the ethnic minority group?

Dong Xuebing opened the door, and was taken aback to see Fang Wenping dressed in a hotel bathrobe. Dong Xuebing was relatively thin, and the robe looked loose on him. However, Fang Wenping looked perfectly fitted in hers, as if it had been custom-tailored for her body. The belt was tied neatly.

"Is something wrong?" Dong Xuebing asked.

Fang Wenping walked into the room, "What could be wrong?"

Dong Xuebing said, "If nothing's wrong, why are you here?"

Fang Wenping’s voice was deep, "I couldn’t sleep, so I came over for a walk. Is that okay?"

"Sure, sure," Dong Xuebing said helplessly, closing the door. Only then did he notice the liquor bottle in Fang Wenping’s hand. "Oh, you brought alcohol."

Fang Wenping casually sat on the small sofa, "It’s from home. Have a drink with me."

Dong Xuebing thought she didn’t even ask if he was sleeping. She really didn’t treat him as an outsider, but it just so happened that he was having trouble sleeping, too. "Alright."

Fang Wenping instructed, "Glasses."

"Coming," Dong Xuebing said, fetching two glasses.

Fang Wenping poured the liquor, took a big sip from her glass, and then shook her hair, which smelled shampoo. She naturally took off her slippers, folded her legs, and sat on the sofa in a position that resembled a mermaid. The split in her bathrobe exposed her smooth, full thighs, and her small, white feet rested quietly on the sofa—very calm and refined.

Dong Xuebing swallowed hard, pulled out a chair from behind the computer desk, and sat opposite her. He sipped his drink but couldn’t help but steal glances at her. The bathrobe was loose, and with her semi-reclining position, the robe gaped slightly at the neck, revealing a deep cleavage.

Bare.

No underwear.

Fang Wenping lifted her glass, "Drink up."

"Ah, yes, drinking," Dong Xuebing said quickly, taking another sip.

Dong Xuebing was already feeling a bit tipsy. What was going on? When did Fang Wenping become so charming and seductive? It wasn’t her style at all.

He thought, You and I both know each other well enough. You’re not fooling anyone with this seductive act.

Dong Xuebing couldn’t quite understand the situation. But with such a beautiful woman accompanying him for a drink, he certainly wouldn’t drive her away. Although she was a bit older, she had a certain charm.