Her words were no longer a hint, but a clear indication.

She had always had a fondness for Song Guanchao, only, Song Guanchao seemed uninterested in her.

But she didn't care if Song Guanchao was interested or not, she wasn't a child and wouldn't talk about feelings.

The events of today had given her a certain shock.

Her emotions were still a bit unstable, with some fear in her heart.

Moreover, she knew she needed to rely on Song Guanchao now.

So she thought about deeply bonding with Song Guanchao.

This could both deepen their relationship and comfort her at this moment of vulnerability.

Song Guanchao removed his hand, saying, "Get some rest early."

"Do you think I'm dirty?"

Sister Lin said, "Although I work at a club, I don't go out with customers."

"I only had one boyfriend when I started working, since then, I've been alone."

Song Guanchao said, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that. It's just too late, I'd better get going, you've had a fright today and need to rest well."

"It's precisely because I've been frightened that I want to be with you…"

She hugged Song Guanchao, pressing against his chest.

The powerful beat of Song Guanchao's heart calmed her chaotic thoughts.

She felt a sense of security from him.

"Don't go, alright?"

"I'm really scared."

Her voice was weak, arousing pity.

Seeing that Song Guanchao didn't push her away, she released her arms, looked up at him, then slowly squatted down, unbuckling his belt, her red lips slightly parted, the action a bit clumsy.

Song Guanchao touched her cheek, watching her unskilled movements, he too was stirred.

He grabbed Sister Lin's arm, lifted her up, and embraced her slender waist as they moved toward the bed.

The two of them embraced each other, rolling in bed, her cheongsam already hitched up to her waist.

Her plump, long straight legs tender like water, resembling two large white pythons.

Lying on the bed, Sister Lin sat up from him, her jade hand supporting Yang, raising her hips lightly, her other hand hooked her panties to the side.

With a muffled groan, Sister Lin's palm pressed against his abs, her whole body trembling, her red lips slightly ajar, the fragrant orchid's heat continuously exhaled, a faint blush spread across her fair skin.

Her figure was really enticing, beneath the cheongsam, full breasts and ample hips, surprisingly not a bit of excess flesh on her lower abdomen, the thin collarbones looked fragile, making one want to ravage her harshly.

She pressed against Song Guanchao's stomach, somewhat difficultly shaking her waist.

Every sway emitted enticing moans that sparked imagination.

Her tightness and inexperienced actions made Song Guanchao believe she truly only had one boyfriend before.

Clearly not skilled, yet pretending to be seasoned, playing with these advanced positions.

But her pretense of being adept, despite knowing nothing, coupled with her mature, womanly body, had its own charm.

It's often said women are made of water; this description fits Sister Lin perfectly.

She gave off a sense of maturity and gentleness, like water.

Her body, too, was like water.

Though her figure was alluring, it lacked the sporty vitality of Liang Jiajia, instead seeming boneless.

The impression she gave Song Guanchao was softness.

Yet also exceedingly tight.

Under her youthful initiative, in just over ten minutes, Song Guanchao conceded defeat.

That night, Song Guanchao didn't leave.

It wasn't until early the next morning that he left.

On the drive, Song Guanchao unexpectedly felt an unusual soreness in his waist and back.

This woman, inexperienced, but having worked in the club for so long, probably hadn't seen such scenes infrequently.

Last night, he was more or less used by her as an experimental subject for her practice.

First, he went to the City Committee to report yesterday's work to Wu Qiangwei.

Afterwards, he returned to the police station.

The debt collectors from Le Hui Loan Company had been apprehended.

Meanwhile, at the Teacher's University, the teachers involved in the case were still under investigation.

Without any surprises, it would take a couple of days to figure it all out.

Song Guanchao sat in the conference room, reviewing the interrogation report.

It was nothing more than going to collect debts, using the videos taken during the nude loans of these girls to threaten them, forcing them to repay.

If they couldn't pay, they had to use their bodies to repay the interest.

More than a dozen debt collectors were captured, the youngest only 21, the oldest 39.

None of these were good people.

They initially denied until the police found some videos on their phones.

The videos were taken while they manipulated those girls.

The number of videos was staggering, shocking to see.

By finding those victimized girls, these videos alone could ensure they spend their lives in prison.

Unfortunately, He Sen and his son held no positions in this company at all, using others as proxies.

No matter how egregious this case was, they wouldn't be affected.

Song Guanchao tossed the interrogation report onto the table.

Calculating the time, it was the third day since Qin Yuejin "committed suicide" on Friday.

And it was only from yesterday that he began investigating thoroughly.

Feng Sheng and Sister Lin were also only controlled by him yesterday.

That Mr. Luo was surely keeping an eye on Qin Yuejin's news.

But he likely didn't expect the city would thoroughly investigate this case.

So, in the short term, Mr. Luo wouldn't have his attention on his actions.

He Sen and his son wouldn't notice either.

He didn't really care if He Sen and his son or Mr. Luo noticed.

He never intended to deliberately conceal anything.

This case was always investigated openly.

He even hoped the opposition would notice quickly.

According to his judgment, once the opposition discovered a thorough investigation by the city, they'd surely find a way to contact Qu Xiangru and Wu Qiangwei.

Mr. Luo might even ask his backing to intervene, to pressure these two women to stop probing further.

As long as Mr. Luo took the initiative, some things would become clear.

Such as the backing behind Mr. Luo, would surface.

"District Chief Song, they've captured the people!"

Captain Shi walked in and said.

"The people from the school?"

"Yes." Captain Shi sat down and said, "Over at Teacher's University, a total of five teachers were involved. Moreover, the director of the Zhujiang District education bureau is implicated."

The education bureau's involvement didn't surprise Song Guanchao.

Zhang Yulin was only the district chief, to pressure the Teacher's University, he could only go through the education bureau.

"After the interrogation, make a copy of the report for me."

"Alright."

Captain Shi left the conference room and entered the interrogation room.

These teachers were arrested while resting at home or out shopping with their mistresses.

Thankfully, it was the weekend, otherwise, being taken from school by police would inevitably lead to gossip.

At two in the afternoon, the interrogation ended.

Song Guanchao reviewed the interrogation report, his expression dark.

He collected the report and headed to the City Committee.

Entering the office, Song Guanchao placed the report down, saying, "This is the interrogation report of the suspects related to Le Hui Loan Company."

Just as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang, it was Lu Feng calling.

He answered it in front of Wu Qiangwei.

"Class monitor, the people have been captured."

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