In the afternoon, under the cheerful sunlight, Lin Fan knocked on the door of the Mayor's apartment.
This time, the visit wasn't summoned by Mayor Hou Changyao but by his wife, who was as stunning as a celestial being, Chen Jiayi.
"Come in!"
The door opened, and Lin Fan's gaze fell upon the beautiful face of Chen Jiayi. At that moment, with droplets of water still in her hair, she wore a white slip dress that exposed her delicate collarbones and snowy shoulders. The loose nightgown hid her slim waist but couldn't conceal the fullness of her bust, especially the discernible protrusions revealing she wasn't wearing anything underneath. The sight made Lin Fan's heart waver uncontrollably.
Her countenance was no longer cold and icy; instead, it carried a hint of panic. Upon recognizing him, she quickly stepped aside to let him in and hurriedly closed the door behind them.
"Ms. Chen, did you want to see me about something?"
Lin Fan stood reservedly in the living room, not daring to take a seat on the sofa, even though the air was filled with Chen Jiayi's fragrance. He couldn't allow his gaze to linger on her even for a moment—after all, her husband was the Mayor, and he was just a temporary clerk. No matter what thoughts he might have, they could only be transcribed onto toilet paper in the dead of night.
Chen Jiayi sat on the sofa, crossing her "Erlang" legs. Her porcelain-like, delicately small legs extended underneath, chubby toes in slippers, each toe as lovely as a grape.
"I heard you had a breakup and have been so downcast you've stopped going to work?"
"I'm on annual leave."
Lin Fan hadn't expected Chen Jiayi to bring up this matter right out of the gate and hurriedly brushed it off with an excuse.
"I know that you're here on a secondment, but you personally handle all important documents in the secretariat, and you do it quite impressively. Yet others snatch away all the credit—don't you feel frustrated without even getting recognition, let alone a promotion?"
Her peach blossom eyes fixed intently on Lin Fan's expression.
"What's the use of wanting? I've accepted my fate."
Lin Fan said with a bitter smile. In the office, everyone was a relative of some bureau chief or a family member of some minister. His own parents toiled hard, with their backs against the sky. Just getting into the system had been a limit for him, and promotion opportunities were always passed on to others, leaving him nothing but the dirty, tiring jobs.
"It seems you need some motivation. Let me show you something!"
Chen Jiayi bent over, kneeling on the ground, and reached under the sofa for something. But at this moment, her back to Lin Fan, the peach-like curvature of her derriere and slender waist were undeniably exposed in front of him. And as she stretched her arm further, her nightie began to slip from her shoulders, allowing Lin Fan a clear view of the black lace beneath and the creases it caused amidst the pale, peachy swell—an absolutely natural cannon platform.
For a moment, Lin Fan felt the illusion that Chen Jiayi was doing this deliberately for him to see, but he quickly dismissed the thought—after all, she was the Mayor's Wife, and what was he, by comparison?
While he greedily sneaked peeks at the spectacle beneath the hem, Chen Jiayi had already retrieved a cellphone from under the sofa and stood up to hand it to Lin Fan: "After you watch this, you should find your fighting spirit."
"Fighting spirit?"
As Lin Fan curiously swiped open the cellphone screen, he saw a video playing, directed at a bedroom's large bed. Realizing the person lying leisurely on the bed, puffing on a cigarette, was Deputy Mayor Guo Baoming, Lin Fan was taken aback momentarily.
While he pondered, a figure wrapped in a bath towel appeared in the video frame—the tall figure belonged to none other than his ex-girlfriend, Li Huizhen. At this moment, Lin Fan's mind began to rush with blood, and he instinctively hit pause.
"Why did you stop?"
Chen Jiayi's voice came to Lin Fan's ears, startling him into instinctively turning his head, only to find her standing beside him at that moment. Her moist red lips were just a few centimeters from his, and her breath was hot on his face.
"I've already guessed what's in there."
Bedroom, a man and a woman, a big bed, a bath towel—what was going to happen next was clear to any adult, it was obvious that Guo Baoming had stolen away his girlfriend.
"Since it's all right before us, why not take a clearer look, I'll watch it with you!"
Chen Jiayi chuckled, pulling Lin Fan down to sit on the couch. She extended a delicate finger and clicked the play button; immediately, the video on the screen came to life.
In the video, his ex-girlfriend Li Huizhen slowly untied her bath towel, revealing the jade body concealed within. Tied up in rope, her pale and slender figure was wrapped in red cords like a net, leaving the key spots completely exposed. Shamelessly, she twisted her waist and shook her hips on the bed, with none of the dignity of a TV station's female anchor.
That servile, dog-like flattery made Guo Baoming flash a smug smile. His hands roamed over her body, sometimes squeezing, sometimes slapping, eliciting continuous low panting and moans from Li Huizhen. She even threw in some extremely perverse nicknames at times, with the phone's speaker filling the living room with all sorts of obscene sounds and words.
The video on the phone infuriated Lin Fan while also quickening his breath, especially with Chen Jiayi's body pressing tightly against his shoulder. He could feel the long-missed suppleness.
"Now you see why she dumped you, right? Your woman has been stolen, can't you show a little fighting spirit?"
"But she's with the Deputy Mayor, what can I do?"
Lin Fan naturally hated him to the core, but was also well aware that he was just a nobody, powerless against Jiangning's second in command, a mere clerk.
"What's so great about the Deputy Mayor, I can help you bring him down!"
Chen Jiayi's arms wrapped around Lin Fan's waist from behind, her soft body leaning against his back like invisible ropes binding him. That protruding sensation stirred his soul. It was as if a match had been thrown into a powder keg, igniting a fire that surged from his belly to his crown.
"You want to help me bring down the Deputy Mayor?"
The Goddess offering herself and vowing to help, left Lin Fan bewildered. He turned his head and looked into her exquisite face, just inches away, with her red lips tantalizingly close.
"Exactly, I can not only help you get revenge but also help you skyrocket to success, stepping on everyone who has ever looked down on you. Are you willing?"
Chen Jiayi, ripe like a juicy apple, breathed hotly on Lin Fan's face. In that moment, he felt blood rushing to his head, he grabbed her slender waist and pressed down in a hurry, capturing her sweet lips in his mouth.
Savoring her moist tongue, Lin Fan greedily inhaled the Goddess's scent, his hands eagerly exploring every curve. During this hazy moment of passion, a knock on the door interrupted their intimacy.
The unexpected disturbance left Lin Fan somewhat flustered as he released Chen Jiayi. But she seemed to know something and pointed towards a folding screen saying, "Hide there for a while, I'll explain everything to you later."
Although uncertain about what was happening, Lin Fan still quickly slipped behind the screen with his phone. Peeping through the gap, he saw the newcomer—it was the Deputy Mayor Guo Baoming, who had brought explosive news.
"Jiayi, I just received some news. During this morning's meeting, Old Hou from your family was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Committee!"