Official Career Storm-Chapter 1339

"Hey..."

"Hello, District Chief Song."

"And you are?"

"My name is Zhou Jun, Zhou Xin is my son."

Zhou Jun laughed cheerfully, "District Chief Song, are you free this afternoon?"

"No, I'm not."

"..." Zhou Jun was dumbfounded, wondering why this person wasn't playing by the rules.

People say you don't hit a smiling face, but Song Guanchao seemed indifferent to this principle.

"District Chief Song..."

"I'm quite busy here."

After Song Guanchao finished, he hung up the phone. Turning back to Wu Yun, he suddenly noticed she was crying.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks, dripping onto the tablecloth.

Her slender shoulders trembled silently.

Watching this, Song Guanchao felt a pang of heartache. He moved his chair closer and stroked her hair, "Why are you crying? I'm just taking a position somewhere else, not going off to war."

"Lingjiang and the Provincial City are so close; I can come back whenever I want."

"If you're not busy with work, you can come over anytime. I'll take you sightseeing in the Provincial City and be your guide."

Wu Yun continued crying, not saying a word.

Song Guanchao put an arm around her shoulders, letting her lean against him, and used the back of his hand to wipe her tears.

"Actually, given your qualifications, you could try dating men around you. You might find someone better than me."

Wu Yun pushed him away, sniffling with red eyes, "I knew it! You don't like me! You've been brushing me off from the start!"

Song Guanchao wanted to explain, but on second thought, letting her think that might not be such a bad idea.

He was soon moving to the Provincial City, and it was foreseeable their meeting frequency would decrease.

Moreover, her job made it unlikely she could transfer to the Provincial City.

Besides, she was different from Xu Xin and Chu Xiao'e.

Chu Xiao'e, though divorced, had a child. She cared for him but didn't make him her life's focus.

Xu Xin was single, yet she wasn't the same either.

Xu Xin appeared weak on the surface, but she was decisive and had clear career plans.

She liked Song Guanchao but wouldn't sacrifice her career for love.

Moreover, in the future, if Xu Xin aimed to ascend, she had a good chance of reaching the Provincial City.

Liu Lanzi was the same.

She had her own company and career and was busy with her affairs daily.

She and Song Guanchao could go a week without contacting each other even once.

They all had their own life goals and priorities.

But not Wu Yun.

She had led an overly smooth life, never meeting someone she liked.

When she finally fell for someone, it turned out to be a scoundrel like Song Guanchao.

Over two years, her feelings for Song Guanchao became so deep she couldn't extricate herself.

Even knowing there were other women around Song Guanchao, and that Liang Jiajia was his girlfriend, she refused to give up.

She'd rather stay as his mistress than let go.

This was what troubled Song Guanchao the most.

But now, the opportunity for her to give up was right in front of them.

Letting her misunderstand, let her feel he was just brushing her off, might dissuade her.

Doing this might break their relationship beyond repair, even to the point of not being friends.

But if she stayed with him, she'd waste her best years.

In comparison, Song Guanchao felt being misunderstood was the best option.

"Why won't you explain?" Wu Yun, eyes full of tears, looked at him.

She was waiting for an explanation from Song Guanchao, but he remained silent.

Wu Yun felt very upset, very heartbroken.

"Wipe your tears," Song Guanchao drew out a tissue to her.

Seeing him still not explaining, Wu Yun cried even harder, almost unable to catch her breath.

Seeing her so heartbroken, Song Guanchao could no longer maintain his act of being heartless. He pulled her into his arms, gently wiped her tears, and soothed, "How am I brushing you off? Don't overthink it."

"I'm just afraid you'll regret it later. I'm a lousy guy, you know. Why do you even like me?"

"You're so beautiful, with a great figure, and your father runs the Tax Bureau while you helm the Disciplinary Committee. With these qualifications, there's no one you couldn't find in the future."

"Yet you stick with me without any status. What are you after?"

"I... I just like you. Why do you keep pushing me away?"

"When you do this, it makes me so sad."

As Wu Yun spoke, she had to pause several times, her eyes swollen like peaches.

"I won't push you away anymore, not pushing. After all, I'm just a jerk. Why push away someone offering themselves?"

"Let's get a room later, strip you bare, and show you what I'm made of."

"No, don't, you scoundrel."

Wu Yun suddenly broke into a smile, but having cried so hard, she couldn't stop immediately.

"Still crying?"

"I... can't stop. When I think of what you said just now, it makes me so sad, and I just want to cry."

"It's okay. If you want to cry, just cry."

"Kiss me, okay?"

"Where?" Song Guanchao teased, moving his hand down to squeeze her butt, "Here?"

"You... You're awful."

"Hehe."

With a bit of teasing, Song Guanchao lifted her chin and gently kissed her tear-stained lips.

Then, he kissed her cheeks, wiping away each tear.

Holding her, kissing her, comforting her, eventually, she stopped crying.

But her eyes were visibly still swollen, unlikely to return to normal soon.

She opened the front camera on her phone, pouting, "My eyes are all puffy, so ugly."

"What's ugly about it? You're clearly so beautiful."

"Hmph," Wu Yun lightly punched him, and her stomach grumbled suddenly.

"Hungry?"

"Mm."

"The food's all cold; don't eat it." Song Guanchao called out toward the door, "Waiter."

He ordered a new set of dishes.

The fresh dishes arrived, and Song Guanchao kept piling food onto her plate.

Looking at the high mound of food, Wu Yun said, "Stop it already, I can't finish it all."

"No problem, I'll eat what you can't."

"No way."

"What, you don't want me to eat it after you've had some? Are you looking down on me?"

"I'm afraid you'll look down on me."

"How could I? This is food you ate, with your taste in it. I really want to eat it."

"You're gross!"

Though Wu Yun said he was gross, she couldn't stop smiling.

After eating and drinking, Wu Yun asked suddenly, "The thing you said earlier, does it count?"

"What thing?"

"You said, let's get a room later."

Saying this, Wu Yun's face turned bright red.

For a girl to say something like this so openly showed how much she liked Song Guanchao.

"Of course, it counts!"

"But we still have work later, so it can't be done at noon."

"After work tonight, let's go for a candlelight dinner, then I'll take you shopping, see a movie."

"After we complete the whole process, we'll finally go to the hotel and I'll devour you!"

Listening to Song Guanchao's depiction, anticipation twinkled in Wu Yun's eyes.