Seeing Mr. Secretary disappear in the elevator, Feng Ming quickly raised his wrist to check his watch.
Ten minutes?
grass!
He immediately dragged his mother back to the office and said in a low voice, "Mom, stop making trouble."
Realizing her son was really going to check into a hotel with that bitch, Liao Meilan tore at him and screamed, "I'm going to make a scene! I'm going to make a scene! You're not allowed to go anywhere today! I raised you up, wasn't it easy? Your father never comes home, likes to mess around outside, and has a bunch of illegitimate children. If it weren't for me, would you have grown up like this? You would have been killed by his mistresses! You're such a heartless person! I raised you for nothing!"
Feng Ming sneered and asked, "Did you raise me? How can you be so confident when you say that? My dad doesn't come home all day, so you go home? Don't you chase him around all day, trying to catch his mistresses everywhere?"
"I'm already in elementary school, and you still run to pick me up from kindergarten. Do you have me in your heart? As soon as you get home, I start to get sick, and then you cry and call my dad, asking him to come back. Do you think I don't remember anything because I'm young?
"You put me in a bathtub full of ice and made me sick! You said my dad's mistress poisoned me, but it was actually you who gave me all these random pills! I should be thanking my own strong body for being able to grow up, not thanking you for raising me!"
Feng Ming pointed at his solar plexus, his voice becoming cold and deep: "I remember everything, I just won't say it!"
Liao Meilan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and emotions such as guilt, remorse, and regret flashed across her pupils.
These words frightened her. She thought her son was too young to know anything. But it turned out that he had been watching her evil deeds.
Feng Ming pushed her away and slowly gave his verdict: "You always say that my dad is not worthy of being a father, but in fact, you are the same kind of person as him. You are not worthy of being a mother either."
He walked to the door and shouted, "Assistant Sun, bring me a makeup mirror."
Special Assistant Sun immediately found a makeup mirror. Feng Ming pointed it at Liao Meilan and said coldly, "Take a good look at who this crazy woman is in the mirror. Do you still recognize her?"
Liao Meilan stared at the mirror blankly, then screamed "Ah".
Her meticulously combed hair had long since become loose and scattered, hanging in a mess on her head; her false eyelashes drooped crookedly; her eyeliner was smudged, turning into two dark clumps; the lipstick she had applied was mixed up by Feng Ming's palm, making it look like a bloody mouth; and her foundation was smudged here and there.
How could this be some noble lady? She's simply a lunatic!
Realizing that she had been acting like this in the company, Liao Meilan was finally defeated.
She covered her face and rushed out of the office.
Feng Ming returned the mirror to Special Assistant Sun, took out a tissue and wiped the lipstick off the palm of his hand, then strode into the elevator.
After he left, Special Assistant Sun and the others gathered together and discussed what had just happened in a low voice.
Secretary Zhuang after his dark transformation is simply...
Even Liao Meilan, who had been fighting Mr. Feng's mistress for decades, was no match for him. This shows how aggressive he is! A powerful person remains powerful no matter how dire the situation he finds himself in!
"Could they really have gone to get a room?" a female assistant asked in a low voice.
"That's impossible. Secretary Zhuang is a straight man. He was deliberately provoking Mrs. Liao." Special Assistant Sun was very confident in his judgment.
"I think so too. But he and President Feng are really a good match." Another female assistant showed an excited expression.
"It's certain that President Feng likes Secretary Zhuang. He even gave up his own reputation to protect Secretary Zhuang. Oh, Secretary Zhuang has suffered so much, why doesn't she stay with President Feng? The whole world has betrayed him, but President Feng is the only one who stands by him. President Feng is really good and trustworthy!"
"Yes, yes! I really wanted to persuade Secretary Zhuang in this way just now, but I didn't dare."
A group of female employees chattered excitedly. They naturally accepted the idea of the two bosses being together.
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Zhuang Li sat in the car quietly waiting for Feng Ming.
7480 was still sighing, "Master, you've squeezed every last bit of value out of everyone in this bureau. I finally understand why you're so indifferent. You've managed to turn such a passionate straight man into a gay man so naturally and logically. I'm impressed! Master, why don't you write a script too? You're definitely better than the Lord God."
Zhuang Li chuckled and said, "Shut up, my big fat meat is coming."
7480 looked outside and saw Feng Ming walking quickly towards him.
He opened the car door, got in the passenger seat, and said nervously but sincerely, "Secretary Zhuang, I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. At the same time, I also apologize for my previous offense. Please stay in the company, okay? The company needs you. I will keep my distance from you from now on. We will only discuss business matters and maintain a professional relationship. I promise not to harass you."
Zhuang Li looked sideways at him and asked calmly, "Do you know what it feels like to make love?"
"Ah?" Feng Ming was stunned by the question.
He had always thought that the secretary's mention of "getting a room" was just a joke, intended to irritate his mother and take advantage of his eagerness to send her away. So when he went down to the garage, he had no romantic thoughts in his mind at all.
He just wanted to apologize sincerely and earnestly, and then do everything he could to keep Mr. Secretary. He had never expected that Mr. Secretary would take the initiative to talk about such an ambiguous topic.
While he was stunned, Zhuang Li said calmly, "I was engaged to Wu Qiqi at 18, helped raise her child at 19, and got married to her at 22. Now I'm 32. Can you imagine what it's like to have no sex for 14 years?"
Feng Ming knew he was being stubborn again, so he revealed his secret without thinking: "Of course I can. I don't know what it feels like. I'm still a virgin."
The car suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Two grown men sat side by side, one was 32 years old and the other 26 years old. They were handsome, had good figures, and were financially well off, but they were both novices in that aspect.
This is very embarrassing.
Zhuang Li looked Feng Ming up and down, inside and out, carefully.
Feng Ming silently clamped her legs together under his sharp gaze.
“Heh~”
A playful chuckle broke the silence in the car. Zhuang Li started the engine, turned the steering wheel, and drove out of the company.
Feng Ming quickly fastened his seatbelt, his voice trembling as if he had a premonition of something, "Where are you going?"
"Didn't we agree to get a room?" Zhuang Li looked straight ahead with a calm tone.
"Don't joke." Feng Ming's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he clutched the seat belt with both hands, but a trace of delusion emerged from deep in his heart.
Zhuang Li glanced at him and shook his head, "I never joke."
Feng Ming suppressed his delusion and said, "Don't do such irrational things on impulse. You will regret it."
Zhuang Li suddenly asked an unrelated question: "Have you ever done anything crazy in your life?"
Without waiting for Feng Ming to reply, he laughed at himself again, "I forgot, you like extreme sports. Of course, you've done a lot of crazy things. You've indulged yourself wantonly, and you've enjoyed yourself to the fullest. You've burned your life."
His voice gradually became low and sad. "But I didn't. I never indulged myself, enjoyed myself, or burned myself out. Every morning when I woke up, the first thing I thought about was working hard to support my wife and children. But in the end, my wife and children weren't actually mine. I've completely wasted the past decade or so. I've never truly lived for myself."
Feng Ming clenched his fists, suppressing the anger and heartache in his heart.
Why would such a good Mr. Secretary meet that kind of woman?
Zhuang Li looked at him deeply, his tone becoming lighter. "So that's it. Since life is already so bad, why don't I go crazy? I want to do everything I haven't done in the past ten years."
Feng Ming asked with rapid breathing: "What are you going to do?"
"Make love. Didn't I say that just now?" Zhuang Li chuckled, then for the first time ever, he untied his tie and threw it on Feng Ming's legs.
At this moment, his smile was extremely unrestrained and dissolute, yet it also displayed unparalleled charm.
Feng Ming was stunned, his hands subconsciously clutching the tie, his heart pounding wildly.
He had never imagined things would turn out this way. Emotions of ecstasy, worry, and hesitation surged up in him. The Chief Secretary before him had become a ball of fire amidst the icy snow, a figure he both wanted to embrace and feared being burned.
"You don't like men. If you do this, you will regret it. Let's go back. You are just competing with my mother. You have to be responsible for yourself." In the end, he used all his strength to force himself to say these rational advice.
"Men and women, there is no difference to me now." Zhuang Li's tone was indifferent.
He glanced at Feng Ming and asked, "Do you know how to do it with a man?"
"I don't know." Feng Ming lowered his head, his ears gradually turning red.
"If you don't know how, just learn." Zhuang Li took out his phone, unlocked it, found a tutorial video, and tossed it onto Feng Ming's lap. His tone was as calm as if he were discussing the weather. "We're still half an hour away from the hotel, so hurry up and watch it. Isn't the purpose of doing that kind of thing to be happy? As long as you can make me happy, I won't regret it. I just need happiness now, don't you understand?"
After such betrayal and insult, his outlook on life and values have changed.
He began to indulge himself.
Feng Ming immediately grabbed his mobile phone and studied seriously. He also looked at his watch, fearing that there was not enough time.
Seeing him sweating profusely as he studied hard, Zhuang Li sarcastically asked, "Why, you're not going to persuade me to go back now?"
Feng Ming froze.
Zhuang Li glanced at him and then stepped on the accelerator.
Feng Ming didn't dare to say a word. He just put the tie, which was still stained with a few traces of body temperature, into his palm and hid it secretly.
He knew clearly that Mr. Da Mi didn't love him and that indulgence wouldn't solve any problems, but he had no way of giving up this only chance to have him.
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