By the time Liu Zhizhong got home, his mother-in-law Lu Yumei had already gone to bed.

This lady, unless there was a party to attend, led a very disciplined life—early to bed, early to rise, and took great care of herself.

Liu Zhizhong returned to his room, showered and scrubbed clean, then wrapped himself in a bath towel and lay on the bed. Thinking of his wife, Zhao Yan, he got excited, and the towel pitched a tent.

From the perspective of a man's most primal desires, he felt extremely satisfied.

Accidentally, oh, Lu Yuqing became his, damn satisfying.

Accidentally, thank goodness, his elder niece, Zhao Han also succumbed.

And inadvertently... ha, who knows who else might there be?

Anyway, tonight he was ready to experience his wife's "corpse," insisting on getting her warmed up no matter what.

However, while waiting, he still sent a message to Lu Yuqing about being secretly photographed by someone Zhang Hongyang sent. Zhao Yan got the pictures and wanted a divorce, nearly ruining little niece's big plans. He requested his little niece to take charge and help maintain family stability. In the prime of his career, he didn't want a mediated divorce, let alone to waste time on legal proceedings, and he also wanted to strive to uphold the Zhao family's social reputation.

Big Baby Liu believed this little niece would fully support him anyway.

Then he thought about Zhang Hongyang and got really pissed off.

This bastard, he definitely had to find out who exactly Zhang sent to tail him.

Immediately, Liu Zhizhong sent a text message to Zhao Han. There was no way that couple wasn't in cahoots.

"Director Zhao, are you asleep? I need to talk to you."

On the other side, Zhang Hongyang was still busy with something in his study.

Zhao Han had already washed up and laid down. Upon receiving the message, she felt an inexplicable tension.

She was terrified that Liu Zhizhong would say he wanted her tonight, which would be a problem for her.

Still, she replied, "What is it? Hurry up and speak, I've gone to bed."

"Oh? Isn't that a bit much? Didn't Zhang Hong's nose get smashed? Does he still want conjugal life with you tonight?"

Zhao Han was practically seething with rage—this shameless, disgusting man!

"Don't talk nonsense. He hasn't come to the bedroom yet; he won't be able to these days. He's still in the study."

"Heh, that's more like it. But tonight, I was discussing really important stuff with a female subordinate, and that son of a bitch Zhang Hongyang had someone secretly take pictures and sent it to your sister, causing me to be misunderstood. Luckily your sister didn't say anything, or I'd be unable to clear my name even by jumping into the Yellow River. So, tell me, darling, who's been helping Zhang Hong spy on me?"

Pretending to be clueless, Zhao Han said, "Ah, what are you talking about? I don't know anything! As for your issues with Zhang Hong, I don't want to get involved. You guys can fight or dogs bite dogs, I don't care! But you didn't go to a hotel with your female subordinate to discuss business, did you?"

Of course, Zhao Han's reaction was genuine. The final sentence was just a woman's curiosity.

Liu Zhizhong paused, huh, the woman didn't know?

But he promptly replied, "Don't talk nonsense. It's my first day at the City Committee; how could I go to a hotel with a female subordinate? I'd much rather go to a hotel with you. You've recovered, and Zhang Hong is out of commission. How about tomorrow lunchtime we find a secluded spot to book a hotel room, you tell me the room number, and I'll come over? If you get there first, just wash up, strip down, and wait for me."

Zhao Han felt a mix of embarrassment and anger, "You're enough. Tomorrow at noon won't work, I have to go to the countryside."

Reading the response, Liu Zhizhong laughed with satisfaction.

Oh my wife, you would have never imagined your sister being manipulated by me like this.

Thereupon, Liu Zhizhong replied, "Sigh, you really are swamped with revolutionary work, you can't even schedule a meeting. But our affair is also 'revolutionary work.' No time? You have to make time! Time for you is like your Ru Gou, always full without squeezing! Once I get settled in my work, we'll find time to properly love each other. Don't worry, this time it won't be rough; I'll make you so tender you'll feel like you're in heaven, and you won't be able to get enough of me for the rest of your life."

Zhao Han, truly agitated and stimulated by him, fired back, "Get lost, you lousy bastard! It's late; go to sleep!"

"That won't do; I still have to wait for your sister to come home! It's been a long time since she came back, but she finally is tonight. I should serve her well, shouldn't I? If you can't satisfy me tonight, at least she can!"

"Get lost, you're too shameless!"

Liu Zhizhong sent a cheeky 'hehe' and didn't bother Zhao Han anymore; it was better to just wait for his wife to come home.

Zhao Han really felt like smashing her phone in bed, what a damn loss for the Zhao family. Liu Zhizhong, that bastard, was really living it up. How unlucky could she and her sister be?

Nevertheless, hearing some noise outside, she quickly deleted the chat with Liu Zhizhong and pretended to be ready to sleep.

Then Zhang Hong, wearing a black face, came from the study to the bedroom. As soon as he entered, he cursed, "Liu Zhizhong, that dog bastard, I curse his dead mother! He's truly a piece of shit!"

Pretending to be drowsy, Zhao Han replied, "What's wrong? Why start cursing late at night?"