Chapter 90: Self-discipline

Standing in the bathroom with a large mirror, Dongfang Wenying looked at her smooth body.

As time goes by and the erosion of the rings seems to have left no trace on this beautiful body. The snow-white body in the mirror is still so full of tenderness and charm for your beauty.

It's so fast! More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. At the age of seventeen, I followed the man who was lying on the sofa in my pajamas watching TV on the sofa in my living room. Now I am over thirty years old. However, this figure is still flawless, with a height of 1.68, a measurement of 34, 26, and 35, and a trace of fat is not visible on my waist.

Dongfang Wenying turned her body and admired the other self in the big mirror very proudly: her curly shawl long hair was like black waves, spread on her tall, soft and round shoulders. Her arms were smooth and clean, like two pieces of jade lotus root, spotless and soft as boneless. A pair of almond eyes were painted black and watery, and she always showed a seductive autumn wave. Two full and bright red lips were like ripe peaches, and everyone wanted to take a bite when they saw it.

However, such a beautiful body is just a doll of a man. Who would really cherish it and who would really love it?

Dongfang Wenying sighed, grabbed a big towel and quickly wiped her body, put on her bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom. There was a person waiting in the living room, Zhang Mingyang, director of the Nanyue Provincial Reform Commission.

Zhang Mingyang has a wife, who is the daughter of the former deputy secretary. She looks like a bucket figure, but she has a high-ranking official, which makes Zhang Mingyang love and hate her.

Love is the woman who has a prominent family posture. Without this wife, she would not be able to take the position of the director as a gold medal at the age of 45. I hate that this woman is ugly, but she is still a jealous person and has been very strict with men. If it weren’t for her current status becoming more and more prosperous, and if her father-in-law had passed away, she would have no status in her eyes.

When he was the deputy county magistrate, he met Dongfang Wenying, who had just graduated from school. This beautiful girl made him feel moved at first sight.

At that time, I was heroic and handsome, and at that time, Dongfang Wenying was young and full of youth. I was the deputy county magistrate in charge of urban construction. Dongfang Wenying was the business department manager of a construction company under the Oriental Group. Because of business relationship, the two met at the banquet again. With his conscious arrangement, the girl eventually became her lover.

Zhang Mingyang is 45 years old this year. He is tall and burly, with clear lines on his face. He has a black head and no white hair. He looks more chic than when he was young.

At this moment, when Dongfang Wenying walked out of the bathroom, Zhang Mingyang stared at her with his eyes boring, as if two fire balls were burning on her curved body.

Dongfang Wenying walked up to him, stretched out a slender index finger, gently touched his well-maintained face, smiled, and two charming nets were cast in his dark eyes, firmly covering him. "What are you thinking, so trance?"

Zhang Mingyang did not answer her words, but opened a sophisticated cigarette box on the coffee table and asked, "Yunsitun or Marlboro?"

Dongfang Wenying said with a giggle: "Marlboro."

"Bang"! A slight sound of metal was like a small phrase, and a lit cigarette jumped into Zhang Mingyang's hand.

Dongfang Wenying raised the cigarette butt through her rosy lips, took a deep breath, then clamped it with two fingers, slowly spit out a light blue smoke ring. The round light blue smoke ring was spit out from her soft lips and hit Zhang Mingyang's cheek. The small posture was so seductive.

Zhang Mingyang smiled, and the suppressed fire quickly rose. He took the beauty he liked into his arms, peeled her round shoulders and the perky jade peak out of her yukata like peeling bamboo shoots, and pressed her face and lips like a child.

Dongfang Wenying obediently accepted his caress.

Zhang Mingyang was not too much, and he did not lose his gentlemanly demeanor in the satisfaction of possession. Dongfang Wenying was immersed in the ocean of love and nodded slightly.

...The brief entertainment ended, and the sound in the room gradually calmed down.

Dongfang Wenying slowly calmed down from her excitement. She stood up, tidied up her messy yukata, kissed her loudly on his angular mouth, and said, "Mingyang, Xiao Si is really okay?"

Zhang Mingyang put on his pants and said with a confident tone: "Don't worry, my baby! Are you worried about doing things?" However, the smile on Zhang Mingyang's face immediately restrained, and he had already changed into a heavy face: "You'd better not do anything like this. Have you forgotten what I said to you? Don't think that no one knows your little things. That Zhao Jianhui is definitely not as simple as you seem."

"What do you mean by saying this? I have done what you said, but he doesn't appreciate it. Do you really want me to give him 50 million and to take on my person? Are you... still a man?" Dongfang Wenying angrily pouted her bright red cherry lips, turned around in anger, leaving Zhang Mingyang with a graceful back.

"I'm confused, when will I not take you in my heart? But do you know who Zhao Jianhui is? Are you good to have a brain? You have seen a lot of deputy chiefs in fifties and sixties, but how many have you seen a 26 or seven-year-old official? Don't think that he has no abnormal actions against you yet. I tell you that as long as he makes any moves, it will be thunderous. With the hands of Lao Fang and me, there is no way to compete with others. Wherever this person goes, there is a lot of sadness. In the Huanghai, in Dayun City, and in Pengzhou, he overturned many people with one person. You don't ask? Why did he receive leadership-level people when he led the team to inspect the provinces such as Yunqian? Even when he came to our Nanyue, he went to the railway station to welcome Li Faqiu, the deputy governor in charge of industry. You can't see anything from this? Stupid."

Zhang Mingyang felt that it was time to teach this arrogant woman a lesson. He dared to let Zhuo Xiaobao do whatever he wanted on his back, and he was simply ignorant of death.

If something happened, I cried to death and wiped my butt. If I hadn't had a close relationship with the public security, procuratorial and judicial system, would you think the police were vegetarian? So, what Zhang Mingyang said was like a knife, with a gloomy face and merciless. "I can't get rid of the relationship when there is a problem with your company. Similarly, I have fallen and you have no good results. Think about it yourself!!"

As he said that, Zhang Mingyang reached out and grabbed the suit top he placed on the sofa and walked out. Knowing that at this time, Dongfang Wenying felt the seriousness of the matter. As Zhang Mingyang said, his move to let Xiao Si play was tantamount to actively challenging Zhao Jianhui.

"Mingyang, don't they feel a little sad if you don't pay attention to them? You can't just leave like that. Let's talk about what we should do next?" Dongfang Wenying took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Zhang Mingyang's hand, and his soft chest pressed on Zhang Mingyang's back. "The market value of Dongfang Jian is 20 to 30 billion yuan. Can the province watch the company collapse? That will affect the food problems of many people? You said I'll look for it..."

"What do you want to do? Now that you have not done anything, you are messing around. Wouldn't you just tell me about it? Wenying, the only thing you can do now is not to anger Zhao Jianhui. If you have a good relationship with him, you will have nothing to do. As for Xiao Si... If you really can't save it in the end, you will have to lose your car to protect your handsome guy. Do you understand?" This woman's body was so soft that as long as she was with her, she would be unable to stand her temptation to herself.

Zhang Mingyang sighed slightly, turned around, hugged her, calmed her mind, and changed into a gentle tone and said, "I don't want something wrong with you. Keep calm. After all, this is Nanyue, and he may not necessarily make any waves... I heard that the old guy Dongfang Longfei was so angry that he was admitted to the hospital. The doctor even issued a notice of critical illness?"
Chapter completed!