Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 521: Chapter 519: If You Act Cute, How Could I Refuse You?

"I want to go to the hospital to see Song Nuan."

Although Song Nuan was out of life-threatening danger, as her sister, I still couldn’t feel at ease until I went to see her.

"I’ll drive. Let’s go see her together," Tang Si said casually.

...

Song Yi and Tang Si went out and saw the Jeep Wrangler parked at the door, black and looking particularly grand.

Song Yi squinted slightly. She had seen this car somewhere before.

"When did you change cars?"

"Not exactly," Tang Si slowly explained, "I haven’t driven it in a long time. Just took it out for maintenance."

"Get in." Tang Si went over and opened the car door.

"Should we buy something to bring along?" Tang Si asked Song Yi.

Song Yi stood in front of the car, at a loss for words, her expression could be described as colorful.

Even though she was 165 cm tall, she felt this car was mocking her height.

The way she had to get in this car was so awkward.

Tang Si was already very tall, at 191 cm, he could get in easily.

Song Yi felt that she would need to grab the handle to get in this car.

Tang Si looked at her expression and raised an eyebrow with a smile, "What’s wrong?"

"I can’t get in," Song Yi said, "The way to get in is too ungainly."

In public, Song Yi still cared about her image.

"Heh." Tang Si chuckled, his eyebrows carrying a faint mischievousness, "You should have said earlier, I could carry you in."

Song Yi’s mouth twitched slightly, "No."

She now suspected this man was doing it on purpose.

Becoming more childish, not mature at all.

In the end, Song Yi grabbed the handle and got in the car herself.

Tang Si watched Song Yi get in and whistled, his voice particularly lazy, "Doesn’t it look quite nice?"

Song Yi heard his voice and didn’t want to bother with him. Tang Si got in, started the engine.

He held the steering wheel naturally, Song Yi sat in the passenger seat looking down at her phone, some work-related matters still needed her to arrange and handle.

Tang Si glanced at Song Yi, licked his rosy lips, and lightly cleared his throat.

Seemingly to deliberately attract Song Yi’s attention.

Song Yi moved her gaze from the phone screen, looked up at Tang Si, and asked suspiciously, "What’s up?"

Tang Si’s grip on the steering wheel slightly tightened, and he lightly pressed his lips together.

His manner appeared somewhat nervous, as if he was brewing to say something.

Song Yi raised an eyebrow, "Do you have something to say?"

Song Yi put away her phone, her face carrying a formulaic smile, "You’re not making me wear a green hat, are you?"

After all, Tang Si was usually so shameless, as indecent as one could be; even in very dangerous times, he never seemed nervous.

Now his unexpected nervousness made Song Yi suspect this.

Upon hearing this, Tang Si’s brows furrowed, "In your eyes, am I someone who would cheat on you?"

"No," Song Yi said lightly, "But you could be cheated on, given there are still many girls throwing themselves at you."

Song Yi stared at Tang Si’s face, squinting slightly, "You didn’t let some girl take advantage of you, did you?"

If so, feeling embarrassed to say it would be normal.

Hearing Song Yi’s guess, Tang Si’s temples throbbed, "Who else could take advantage of me apart from you?"

"Who else would dare to take advantage of me besides you? Hmm?"

Tang Si said this, making Song Yi think, indeed, that was the case.

In front of her, Tang Si was approachable, with a lazy mischievous yet charming demeanor, but these different sides were only present in front of her.

Outside, although he would also smile, his smile was a warning for strangers to keep away, no one would dare to approach.

After all, that look, sharp and intimidating, the aura of non-anger yet dignified seemed innate, not just anybody would dare act recklessly in front of Tang Si.

Even she was initially intimidated by this man’s gaze, felt timid inside but would still dare to approach him.

Song Yi huffed lightly, "Then what do you want to say?"

Tang Si tapped the steering wheel slightly with his finger, "Does this car feel familiar to you?"

With Tang Si’s question, Song Yi recalled that feeling, this car did seem familiar.

But for the moment, she couldn’t remember exactly where she had seen it, after all, there weren’t many people driving Jeep Wranglers, especially in the city where off-road vehicles were rare.

"It’s quite familiar," Song Yi said while thinking hard in her mind, trying to recall where exactly she had seen this car before.

Just thinking about it.

She remembered seeing this car when visiting Bo Shiyin’s research institute today.

Tang Si noticed Song Yi’s eyes and asked, "Remember now?"

Song Yi became serious, "Have you had check-ups done?"

She was clever and could guess it right away.

"Or did you already go there before?"

Song Yi hadn’t expected that both she and Tang Si would end up seeing the same doctor.

"Yeah, I met him a long time ago and have been seeing him all along, but I never had time to accept the treatment he designed for me."

"I just happened to run into you there today. I thought me telling you would be better than you finding out on your own. I was planning to finish the check-ups, confirm the treatment and my health, then inform you."

Song Yi frowned slightly, "So is there something wrong with your health right now?"

After all, since he went to Bo Shiyin today, there must be a problem.

Facing Song Yi’s question, Tang Si paused for a few seconds, recalling his own situation of coughing up blood.

He lightly pressed his lips together and slowly replied, "No, it was for the medicine I took before that Bo Shiyin found in the tests. I went there to understand the situation."

Tang Si explained the situation, saying that the medicine was a problematic chronic poison.

With Tang Si’s mentality and willpower, the likelihood of mental disorders was low, but having gone through so much, coupled with the effects of the medication, it affected his mental state.

As Song Yi listened, her face turned more and more grim.

"Just like that, Wen Mu got caught, and Wen Xianghe still had the nerve to come with his wife to cause trouble for you? Don’t know where they got the audacity," Song Yi said coldly, "If they dare come again, just throw the evidence in their face."

"They should have some understanding of what they’ve done. Keep pestering, and we’ll sue them for assaulting a police officer," Song Yi said with a chilly voice; she was truly angry, "If necessary, we’ll bring the Wen’s down, so they can’t mix in the business circle."

Tang Si listened to Song Yi and couldn’t help but chuckle, "Why do you seem angrier than I am?"

"I’m just angry!" Song Yi wished she could skin them alive, draw and quarter them, if it wasn’t illegal.

"They only know how to bully you, a helpless child." Images from the video flashed through Song Yi’s mind again.

Those childhood scenes, Song Yi never told Tang Si she had watched that video, partly because she felt Tang Si needed his privacy and secrets.

And partly because she didn’t want Tang Si to recall those things he had forgotten.

Those things no longer mattered.

When the savior she’d been looking for so long turned out to be right in front of her—and was her boyfriend.

She felt it was incredibly surreal, yet it was the truth of the matter. She wouldn’t tell Tang Si, but she would show it with actions by loving him doubly.

This life, it’s just Tang Si.

Listening to Song Yi’s resentful tone: "You’re really painting me as a pitiful, helpless child."

"Isn’t it true? They bullied you just because you were small." Song Yi pouted.

It looked somewhat cute.

Tang Si liked it in his heart, and his face showed a smile: "Yes, so Little President Song needs to protect me well in the future."

Suddenly Song Yi remembered something: "By the way, Wen Mu is already dead. The family should know the news by now, so they should know too. Have they not come to trouble you?"

"No," Tang Si answered slowly.

They really hadn’t come.

Song Yi frowned, which was strange since it had been quite a few days already. It was normal to be too sad to hold anyone accountable in the first few days.

After all, when their son was arrested, they would have angrily come to demand answers. Now that their son died and they haven’t come, it’s very strange.

"That’s strange, could it be that they’ve had a change of heart?"

Have they had a change of heart and decided not to hold anyone accountable?

Tang Si drove slowly and answered leisurely: "Their son wasn’t killed by my bullet, what’s the use of troubling me."

"But with their kind of character, they’d definitely put the blame on you. After all, if you hadn’t caught Wen Mu, maybe none of this would’ve happened."

People like them are hard to change, so they definitely won’t let it go so easily.

Actually, Tang Si already understood it clearly in his heart.

They didn’t come to him simply because bringing it to him wouldn’t benefit them at all. After all, the last time they came, they left empty-handed.

They’re surely preparing everything in secret now, waiting for a suitable time, then they’ll definitely come.

Only, it’s uncertain what method they’ll use.

But since they are preparing, the threat to him should be significant.

Yet, Tang Si wouldn’t say such unsettling things in front of Song Yi, lest she worries.

"It’s fine, we can’t guess their motives, just live our own lives well."

Song Yi pursed her lips, seeing Tang Si’s untroubled demeanor, she didn’t believe Tang Si’s "it’s fine" truly meant fine.

After all, Tang Si, working in criminal investigation, has some insights whether psychological or otherwise.

He’s just not wanting her to worry.

She pondered carefully: "How about I hire some bodyguards for you? What if they go mad and want to kill you as revenge?"

"I’ll hire bodyguards to follow you, this is safer since they seem to treat Wen Mu as everything. With something happening to Wen Mu, they could do anything crazy."

Hearing Song Yi say she wanted to hire bodyguards, Tang Si couldn’t help but laugh: "Forget it, I don’t want to protect bodyguards."

Song Yi slowly: ".....?"

"Bodyguards nowadays are just for show," Tang Si remarked lazily: "If anything really happened, I’d end up protecting them instead."

Song Yi: "..."

As she thought about it, she realized it was the case, and felt she was blinded by worry, losing her intel.

Tang Si’s martial prowess, his solo exploits in a whole organization were textbook legendary.

Why worry about him not being able to fight others? What’s worrying is how much compensation he’d have to pay if he beats someone to death enough to not face a death penalty, that’s more of a concern.

"Has Bo Shiyin given you any treatment plans?" Song Yi changed the topic back to his health: "Is it caused by the medication, would it improve after stopping the medication?"

"Or is there any other potential harm?"

"We’ll have to wait for the subsequent results." Tang Si: "He hasn’t confirmed it yet."

"Okay." Song Yi: "If you go there in the future, I’ll go with you."

"Okay." Tang Si glanced sideways at her: "You’ve wanted to take me to see him for a long time, haven’t you?"

"Next time you want to ask me to do something, just tell me directly." Tang Si: "No need to go through all the sneaky actions, it’s too tiring."

"You know, as long as it’s your request, if you act cute, how could I refuse?"

"..." Was this implying something?

Sure enough, Tang Si’s next words were: "How long has it been since you last acted cute with me?"

"Shut up. Just focus on driving."

Song Yi felt really troubled, she thought she wasn’t someone who loved to act cute, but once she was with Tang Si, especially in front of him.

At times, there was an inexplicable, peculiar urge to act cute with him.

It was real, uncontrollable.

...

In the hospital.

Lu Yan delivered some practice materials and books to Song Nuan following her request.

Song Nuan’s mental state had recovered quite well.

Father Song and Mother Song had just visited and coincidentally ran into Lu Yan, who simply said he was there to deliver materials and check on Song Nuan.

Mother Song went home to make chicken soup for Song Nuan, while Father Song went to the market to buy fish to make fish soup.

Before Song Nuan proactively spoke to her parents, naturally, Lu Yan wouldn’t do so himself either.

He gave Song Nuan a chance to prepare.

And during this time, it wasn’t a good moment to meet the parents; he hadn’t prepared anything yet.

"Do you want to eat something?" Lu Yan sat by the bed, asking in a calm tone.

Song Nuan held a book in her hands, looking down at it. Upon hearing Lu Yan’s words, she didn’t lift her head, only shook her head slightly while staring at the book: "No, no more eating, I eat too much every day, I’ve gotten fat recently."

"I looked in the mirror this morning and saw my face got fatter, if I keep eating, I won’t look good."

Not exercising every day, yet constantly indulging in lavish meals while being pampered, it’s truly easy to gain weight.

Lu Yan gazed at her youthful fair face, chuckled slightly: "Not fat, pretty cute."

"Hmm." Song Nuan replied perfunctorily.

Lu Yan looked at her and sighed softly: "Are you not going to spend time with your boyfriend?"