Inside the women's restroom stall, Xin Liyou straddled Chen Fan, her hips grinding wildly.

She was utterly lost in the pleasure of a man’s touch.

Unbelievable—this high-ranking official, the director of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Department, was secretly so depraved. The contrast between her public persona and private behavior was staggering.

Her crisp OL uniform was now a wrinkled mess as she frenetically "exercised" atop Chen Fan...

Her face flushed crimson as she kissed him passionately, swapping saliva with abandon.

Chen Fan was in heaven, the sensation of being "ridden" by this woman nearly making him lose control multiple times.

They said women in their thirties were like wolves, and those in their forties could "suck the earth dry." At forty, Xin Liyou was now greedily "draining" every last drop of a man’s essence...

After over an hour of "intense activity" in the restroom, they still hadn’t finished.

Chen Fan’s stamina only inflamed Xin Liyou’s desire further—neither willing to concede defeat...

Meanwhile, back in the conference room, the break had ended, and everyone was preparing to resume the meeting—only to realize Director Xin was nowhere to be found.

Phone calls went unanswered, WeChat messages unread.

Her secretary searched her office but found no trace of her.

The secretary then knocked on the restroom door. "Director Xin, are you in there? The meeting’s about to start."

Inside the stall, Xin Liyou and Chen Fan froze in shock at the sudden interruption.

Xin Liyou gasped, "I-I’m here... just using the bathroom... got my period, cramps are killing me... don’t wait up, I’ll be there soon..."

Under Xin Liyou’s relentless assault, Chen Fan finally couldn’t hold back any longer.

He pulled her close, thrusting upward—

Xin Liyou’s eyes widened in horror too late to stop it...

She had just been "claimed" by Chen Fan.

Afterward, Xin Liyou shot him a resentful glare before quickly dressing and storming out in her heels.

Once she was gone, Chen Fan waited another ten minutes to ensure the coast was clear before sneaking out himself.

Back in the conference room, Xin Liyou had already resumed her seat at the head of the table, presiding over the second round of bidding.

Midway through the meeting, Chen Fan casually walked in—since he and Xin Liyou had entered separately, no one suspected anything.

Wu Bin sneered, berating Chen Fan for being late and ordering him to leave.

But Xin Liyou spoke up, allowing him to stay.

This left Wu Bin stunned—why was she defending this useless driver?

The bidding resumed.

When it was Global Properties’ turn, Xin Liyou immediately objected, redirecting her vote to Xiangshi Properties instead.

Xiang Wenqiang was dumbfounded.

As the head of the housing department, Xin Liyou’s decision set the tone—everyone else followed suit.

Liu Xueyin also voted for Xiangshi Construction.

Inexplicably, Xiang Wenqiang’s company won the bid for Metro Line 2.

Xiang Wenqiang blinked in disbelief—his company had actually won?

The entire room was in shock.

Wu Bin exploded, slamming his fist on the table and demanding answers from Xin Liyou.

She coldly listed all the flaws in Global Properties’ proposal.

Furious, Wu Bin stormed out, shouting, "This isn’t over, Xin Liyou!"

As the meeting adjourned, Chen Fan stood and left with Liu Xueyin.

Before exiting, he exchanged a meaningful glance with Xin Liyou—they both understood the unspoken agreement.

Xiang Wenqiang hurried after Chen Fan.

"Brother Chen, let’s talk privately!"

He pulled Chen Fan aside, whispering urgently, "What the hell just happened? How did you pull this off?"

Chen Fan simply replied, "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. Remember your promise."

Xiang Wenqiang nodded frantically. "You have my word, Brother Chen. Here’s my card—I’ll contact you soon!"

As Chen Fan took the card and left with Liu Xueyin, Wu Bin’s car screeched to a halt outside the housing department.

Wu Bin stormed out, glaring at him. "Listen here, you bastard—I heard from Ruqing that you’ve been clinging to her, refusing to divorce her?"

Chen Fan’s brow furrowed. Ning Ruqing had told Wu Bin about this? Did they really have something going on?

"My marriage is none of your business," Chen Fan said coldly before turning to leave.

Wu Bin snarled, "I’m warning you—divorce Ning Ruqing now, or face the consequences."

Chen Fan’s voice was icy. "And I’m warning you—stay the hell away from my wife. If I catch you sniffing around her again, I’ll destroy you."

"You dare threaten me? You’re dead meat!" Wu Bin lunged, throwing a punch.

But Chen Fan caught his fist effortlessly—one-handed.

Having been a special forces scout, his reflexes were far sharper than an average man’s.

"Wu Bin, don’t think your dad’s a big shot makes you untouchable," Chen Fan snarled before delivering a brutal kick.

WHAM!

Wu Bin flew two meters backward, crashing into a wall.

Chen Fan strode out with Liu Xueyin, leaving Wu Bin fuming in the parking lot.

...

At 12:30 PM, Chen Fan dropped Liu Xueyin back at the finance bureau.

The moment she entered her office, Chen Fan followed, locking the door behind them.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xueyin panicked.

"I haven’t eaten lunch, and I’m starving. Guess I’ll just have some milk instead," Chen Fan said, yanking her blouse open.

Before she could react, his head was already buried between her ample breasts.

Liu Xueyin blushed. "Mmm... don’t be naughty..."

She moaned softly.

The very milk meant for her baby was now being greedily drained by Chen Fan.

As he kissed her senseless, Liu Xueyin’s hips began to gyrate beneath her pencil skirt, her legs rubbing together uncontrollably.

Finally unable to resist, she straddled him.

"Husband... take me~" she purred in a voice dripping with seduction.

The two of them began feverishly rutting in the office.

Just as their passion reached its peak—

Bang bang bang!

Violent knocking erupted from the door.

"Sister, why’s the door locked? Open up!" man’s voice—Liu Xueyin’s younger brother, Liu Chenglong, stood outside.

Oh shit.

The two lovers froze in sheer terror.