Su Ming noticed that Ali seemed to be settling in well at the company, so he felt relieved.

Just as he walked out of the company, Aunt Shu called:

"Su Ming, I have a friend whose leg has been hurting for a whole hour late at night for the past few years. After hearing about your exceptional massage skills from me, she wants to give it a try."

"Okay, Aunt Shu, I'm on my way. Is she at your house now?" Su Ming replied.

"Yes, it's the same address as last time," Aunt Shu said with a hint of joy in her voice, glad that Su Ming agreed to help.

Shortly after, Su Ming drove to Aunt Shu's house. Upon opening the door, he was surprised to see a mahjong table set up in the living room. Besides Aunt Shu, two other women were sitting by the table.

"Su Ming, we happen to be one short, so now that you're here, we can make a full table. We can discuss the massage later."

"You must be Su Ming, right? Nice to meet you. I'm the one looking for your help, my name is Zhang Zhiyan."

As Su Ming approached the table, a stunning woman dressed in an emerald green cheongsam, with intricately pinned hair and a dazzlingly beautiful face, stood up, extending a fair hand and smiling as she spoke.

Su Ming also smiled and introduced himself. As he held that smooth, delicate hand, he felt an unexpectedly soft sensation.

He quickly observed the beautiful woman before him, and a glint of surprise flickered in his eyes.

Because Zhang Zhiyan was standing straight, her exquisite, slender, voluptuous figure was perfectly outlined by the tight-fitting cheongsam, with her full, round bosom seemingly ready to burst out at any moment.

"Hello, Su Ming, I'm Gu Mengyi." At this moment, the woman who was sitting beside her also stood up with a smile.

Su Ming turned his head and saw a woman who looked not much older than her early twenties, petite yet perfectly proportioned, with a fair, clean face and two round dimples that made her look incredibly endearing.

Su Ming extended his hand with a smile in response and then sat down.

His mahjong skills weren't particularly good, but they were just enough to blend in with these three women, who often played mahjong together.

Because women can be just as competitive as men, constantly winning would certainly dampen their spirits.

From their conversation, Su Ming learned that Gu Mengyi was the wife of a wealthy businessman, while Zhang Zhiyan was surprisingly the deputy director of Longcheng's education bureau.

He suddenly realized that he had found a solution to Wu Guizhen's issue, with this deputy director Zhang serving as the breakthrough point.

As the mahjong session ended, Su Ming lost only five thousand yuan in total, because although they all held prominent positions, their mahjong stakes were not particularly high.

"Su Ming, you should give Zhiyan a good massage; maybe it can cure her leg ailment," Aunt Shu said with a laugh after Gu Mengyi left.

"Alas, I've already consulted many nationally renowned doctors for this ailment, but none of them could offer a good solution. I've stopped hoping for a complete cure and just wish for some relief from my pain."

A look of melancholy and disappointment appeared on Zhang Zhiyan's lovely face, as she simply wanted to find some way to alleviate her pain from Su Ming.

"You guys chat for now, I have to run out for a bit," Aunt Shu said, receiving a phone call before stepping outside.

"Su Ming, will you help me with the massage now? What do I need to do?"

At this moment, a blush appeared on Zhang Zhiyan's fair, picturesque face, and her rosy lips let out a sweet voice as she asked.

"Just lie on the bed, and leave the rest to me," Su Ming said with a smile.

Then he and Zhang Zhiyan walked into the bedroom. "Should I take off my stockings? Won't they get in the way of your massage?"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiyan sat shyly by the bed, her beautiful face flushed like a ripe peach, inviting a bite.

This deputy director, used to commanding large scenes, unexpectedly displayed such a demure side, making Su Ming's heart race with heat.

Watching her toss her black high heels aside and slowly peel off her flesh-colored stockings, revealing a pair of flawless, alluring white legs, took his breath away.

Then she lay on the bed, her rapid breathing causing the fullness of her chest to rise and fall, revealing an impressive curvature.

Su Ming placed his large hand directly on her fair thigh and started his massage, feeling a smooth and fine texture beneath his fingers.

Zhang Zhiyan, only around thirty-five years old, yet due to her excellent maintenance, her looks and aura were stunning, making her appear no different from a girl in her early twenties.

Yet she bore no trace of innocence, adorned from head to toe with elegance and grace, and her high-ranking position effortlessly exuding an air of authority.

"Sister Zhang, is this where you often feel pain, or is it here?" Su Ming asked, as he moved his hand gently up to her thigh's root.

"A bit higher, yes, right there, ah!"

Zhang Zhiyan suddenly gasped because Su Ming's little finger had brushed against her intimate area.

What surprised her was the absence of aversion, and instead, the tingling sensation even stirred a faint anticipation within her heart.

"Sister Zhang, I think I've found the cause of your frequent pain. Although the problem is in your thigh, to ensure a cure, I need to continuously massage that area!"

At this moment, Su Ming's eyes had a sharp glint, and he suddenly recalled a case he had read about in an old, tattered medical book earlier.

The patient's symptoms were just like Zhang Zhiyan's, where the thigh would become unbearably painful late at night. Finally, a master physician used an advanced technique, delving into her private area, bringing her to climax repeatedly until she was cured.

"What? How is that possible? I feel pain in my thigh, how can it be related to that area?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiyan was first taken aback, then disbelief spread to her fair, delicate neck, accompanied by a burgeoning blush, as she questioned incredulously.

"Sister Zhang, trust me, I've seen your symptoms in another patient, and hers were exactly the same as yours. The cause was poor blood circulation in the thigh, so that area needs effective stimulation to increase the speed of blood circulation, thereby overcoming this blockage."

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