Official Career Storm-Chapter 1437

Gulp~

Song Guanchao swallowed his saliva.

The beautiful woman looked calm and composed, as if she hadn't noticed him watching her.

She took off her nightgown and put on his shirt.

As her delicate body was covered again, Song Guanchao thought to himself, what a pity.

"Were you peeking at me?"

Suddenly, the beautiful woman looked up and caught his gaze.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Song Guanchao's eyes. Just as he was about to explain, the beautiful woman chuckled, "Just teasing you, look if you want. It's not like it's anything shameful."

"..." Song Guanchao thought to himself, someone with experience is indeed different from a young girl like Jiang Yiren, who gets shy over a kiss or a hug.

But when he thought about this woman's relationship with Jiang Yiren, Song Guanchao felt a bit strange.

The beautiful woman handed over her clothes, "Could you help me wring this out?"

"Sure."

Song Guanchao wrung out her clothes and casually hung them on a branch.

The weather in August was unbearably muggy, it wouldn't take long for them to dry quite a bit.

At that moment, the beautiful woman suddenly bent over and started to take off her pants.

Song Guanchao widened his eyes.

This time, as soon as she started taking them off, she looked up, "Still watching?"

"Uh... no." Song Guanchao turned his head awkwardly.

The beautiful woman laughed lightly, "Feel free to look if you want."

Song Guanchao was taken aback by her.

He suddenly realized that his own experience paled in comparison to a mature woman like this.

This woman must have been an expert at winning men's hearts when she was young.

Most men would probably follow her around like puppies.

Now that she's older, she's even more skilled at teasing younger guys.

Even Song Guanchao found it a bit hard to resist.

But since she said so, Song Guanchao set aside his personal integrity and watched her intently.

The beautiful woman, as if intentionally, swayed her hips as she slowly took her pants off, revealing her long, snowy, voluptuous legs.

Standing there, with her legs close together, the slight gap between her thighs drew one's longing gazes.

She passed her pants over, and Song Guanchao took them and wrung them out, hanging them on the branch.

"Is it nice?" The beautiful woman suddenly asked.

By now, Song Guanchao wasn't as awkward as before. He realized that this woman was deliberately teasing him.

"Not bad," he said, scanning her with his eyes. "Just that some places aren't quite clear."

The beautiful woman's eyes twinkled with a smile, and she took a step closer, "Where's not clear?"

She slightly thrust out her chest, "Here?"

She pulled her shirt slightly down, revealing the snowy cleavage almost right before his eyes.

"Can you see clearly now?"

"Ahem, yes, I can."

"Is it nice?"

"Mm."

"You seem a bit nervous?"

Song Guanchao took a deep breath, observing her mischievous smile, coughed, and took a half step back.

As he retreated, the beautiful woman stepped forward.

Until he was against a tree, with nowhere else to go, Song Guanchao sighed, "Ms. Yu, you're a bit close."

The beautiful woman suddenly asked, "Are you dating Yiren?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, "We're just friends."

"Friends? I don't believe it," the beautiful woman seemed to search his soul.

Song Guanchao shrugged, "Believe it or not, we really are just friends."

The beautiful woman inquired, "Do you not have those kinds of feelings for Yiren?"

"Of course I do."

"Then why don't you act on it?"

"..." Song Guanchao replied, "Ms. Yu, why don't you step back a bit, you're Yiren's aunt, this is... a bit inconvenient."

"Aunt?" The beautiful woman suddenly laughed, "Who told you I'm her mom?"

"Huh?"

Song Guanchao was a bit stunned, "You're not mother and daughter?"

"Of course not."

"Then you are?"

"I'm her aunt."

The beautiful woman turned around, keeping some distance, "Her mother died in childbirth."

Aunt?

No wonder there was some resemblance between Jiang Yiren and her.

No wonder she looked so young.

Song Guanchao originally thought she was older but well-maintained.

Now it seemed, she might not be that old anyway.

"When she was born, I had just started high school. Her father lost his wife suddenly, so he focused entirely on work. Yiren was raised by my parents."

"Later, when I was in college, my parents asked if I would be willing to be with her dad."

At this point, she stopped speaking.

Song Guanchao understood.

The sister passed away, leaving a child, and the younger sister formed a new family with her brother-in-law.

Such situations are quite common.

Moreover, Jiang Yiren's father was quite well off, backed by the affluent Jiang Family.

However, he hadn't heard about Jiang Yiren having siblings.

Meaning, she didn't have children after getting married.

"I kind of regret it now," the beautiful woman suddenly said.

Song Guanchao didn't respond, some things were personal matters, not for him to comment on.

Furthermore, she probably just wanted someone to talk to, not really seeking advice.

She walked under the tree and suddenly said, "Do you have any more clothes?"

"Huh?"

"I want to sit for a bit."

"Oh..." Song Guanchao looked down, "Should I take my pants off then?"

"That won't be necessary."

The beautiful woman smiled gently and squatted under the tree.

"Give me a cigarette."

Song Guanchao squatted down as well, handing her a cigarette.

She gazed at the dark woods, lost in thought, and said, "Back then, I was just in my second year of college, knew nothing. My brother-in-law was a good man, treated my sister well, treated Yiren well, and I admired him too."

"So when my parents brought it up, I agreed without much thought."

"But there was quite an age gap between us, what I liked, he didn't. Plus, he was very busy and rarely had time to travel with me, I'd take my parents and Yiren on trips."

"Besides, he wasn't in good health."

At this point, the beautiful woman sighed gently.

Though unsaid, Song Guanchao understood her meaning.

Jiang Yiren's father, nearly fifty, was aging.

Both daily life and conjugal life struggled for harmony.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" the beautiful woman suddenly asked.

"Mm."

"Other than the girlfriend?"

"Mm."

"How many?"

Song Guanchao smiled and shook his head.

Everyone has their secrets, just because she's willing to share doesn't mean Song Guanchao is.

The beautiful woman didn't press on, instead, she gazed enviously, "Youth is nice, being unmarried is nice. You can enjoy life as you please. Unlike me, never really experienced being a woman."

Song Guanchao smoked quietly, not engaging with her statement.

The beautiful woman continued, "Actually, when Mr. Qin tried to make advances, I didn't strongly resist. I just felt he was too old, too unattractive."

As she said this, she suddenly looked at Song Guanchao, "If it were you, I wouldn't hesitate at all."