Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 554: Chapter 552: My Baby Calls Me Husband, and It Sounds Especially Sweet

Chen Ya!

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her after what happened before. She was transferred from the fire command unit to another place.

Seeing Lu Yan and Song Nuan, she smiled.

"Captain Lu, I really didn’t expect to see you and Song Nuan here on New Year’s Day. Happy New Year."

Song Nuan felt uncomfortable seeing this woman.

The little girl’s emotions are mostly written on her face, sitting there without even a glance at her.

Lu Yan pursed his lips, "Happy New Year."

The waiter, having completely forgotten the scolding from Lu Yan earlier, immediately said, "Oh, you know each other, can we share a table then?"

Chen Ya: "I just got off duty and wanted to have some hotpot. I didn’t expect it to be so crowded here. Can we share a table? Is it convenient for you both?"

When she asked this, Chen Ya looked at Song Nuan.

She knew Lu Yan would defer to Song Nuan, so she set her gaze on her.

Song Nuan noticed this woman’s gaze and raised her almond eyes, "Sure, since we know each other, let’s eat together."

She seemed to be acting very magnanimously.

If it were before, she would have outright refused, but after thinking about it in her heart, she felt Lu Yan would probably prefer a mature and generous girl.

Even if she felt uncomfortable inside, and it showed on her face, she still voiced acceptance.

Chen Ya: "Thank you, Song Nuan. I apologize for any past offenses. I’m truly sorry."

Song Nuan crossed her legs and rolled her eyes, "If apologies were enough, why would we need my brother-in-law?"

To be honest, Tang Si’s profession gives Song Nuan quite a sense of security. Thanks to my sister for finding a brother-in-law.

Lu Yan’s as well.

Chen Ya sat down, and Lu Yan said nothing.

Soon the double-flavored hotpot was served.

Lu Yan stood up, "I’m going to the restroom."

Chen Ya nodded.

Song Nuan blinked, "Bring me a cup of hot milk tea, please. I suddenly don’t feel like having Coke."

The man smiled indulgently, "Sure."

Seeing Lu Yan follow her instructions, and after he left.

Chen Ya said, "It seems you and Captain Lu get along quite well. Does his mom approve of you being together?"

"Their family values matching social status. Too high or too low won’t do." Chen Ya took a sip of water, "I’m just reminding you, hope you can win over his mother. Otherwise, you two won’t be happy together."

Song Nuan frowned, remembering the last time she encountered his mom at his place.

And now Chen Ya brings up the same thing.

She sneered, "I suppose his mom was called there by you last time, right? I’m dating him, not his mom. He said he’d handle such things; I don’t need to worry."

"I suppose an outsider like you doesn’t need to worry either?"

Chen Ya’s expression cracked for a moment, but she maintained her smile, "I’m just giving you some advice at your young age. Besides, Captain Lu usually directs others. If you instruct him now, some love can fade away."

"Dating is not looking for a father. He has no obligation to do those things for you, nor do you have the right to demand them."

Chen Ya felt, why should Lu Yan be at her beck and call?

Just felt it’s not worth it.

Moreover, since Lu Yan was willing to stay for dinner today, it proves that some previous barriers are gradually disappearing over time.

Listening to her words, Song Nuan nodded, "I think you’re quite right."

She looked up, smiling, "If you’re so good at being a girlfriend, why aren’t you his girlfriend?"

"Isn’t it because he isn’t interested in you?" Song Nuan shrugged, "An old, washed-up woman like you, what right do you have to say this to me?"

"Can’t find a boyfriend yourself, so you come to ruin others’ relationships, right? I’ve never seen someone as venomous as you."

"Creak——" Just then, the door was pushed open by Lu Yan; he came back with the milk tea.

He was incredibly fast, and upon entering, he heard Song Nuan’s words.

Chen Ya immediately shifted her tone, "You can’t put it that way. I just came in to share a table, with no intention to ruin your relationship. If you mind it that much, then I can leave now."

She looked as if Song Nuan had bullied her.

Song Nuan: "..."

Never seen such a drama queen.

Green tea girls come in all ages indeed.

Song Nuan’s lips moved, wanting to explain something since she certainly didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Lu Yan.

Lu Yan handed over the milk tea, "Here you go."

She took it but didn’t have time to speak before he added, "Come over here."

Song Nuan was sitting comfortably, and although she felt puzzled when Lu Yan suddenly called her, she still stood up and walked over.

"What?" Song Nuan looked at him, her eyes full of confusion.

Could it be that he wanted to have a word with her about what he heard coming in earlier? Would he think she was impolite for arguing with someone?

Would he think having a young girlfriend would always trouble him and make him lose face?

Lu Yan pulled her into his arms, "It’s nothing."

Chen Ya’s face turned ugly.

"You two really have a good relationship," Chen Ya said, "You seem very happy."

"Indeed." Lu Yan slightly tugged at the corners of his lips, "You said if I mind, you can leave."

"Actually, I do mind, and even if Nuannuan doesn’t, I do."

"Nuannuan is young, but she’s sensible. Maybe she doesn’t know how to refuse, so she accepted you. You should be aware that in this meal together, none of us will be happy."

Lu Yan’s tone was calm, "You also know my vacation is limited, Nuannuan usually has school, and we don’t have much time to spend together. Finally, we have a moment in our own little world, yet an outsider barges in. It does make me uncomfortable."

He chuckled, "Though I’m quite reluctant to have dinner with you, considering we were colleagues, and you’re spending the New Year alone, I won’t fuss over it. Then, please enjoy this private room."

"The bill is already paid."

With that, Lu Yan didn’t care about Chen Ya’s expression and left, holding the young girl’s shoulders.

Chen Ya’s face turned blue and white with anger.

Watching their backs, she couldn’t find the words. Just felt a stifled breath in her chest.

Lu Yan took Song Nuan out.

Right after he rebuked Chen Ya, Song Nuan felt secretly pleased.

But she didn’t show it on her face, just tugged at his hand, sipped her milk tea, and asked, "Why didn’t we eat inside? I really didn’t mind."

"I mind," Lu Yan said, "When I said I was going to the restroom, I actually went to pay the bill and booked another place online."

"Drive over now." Lu Yan: "It’s just quite far, do you want to buy something to eat on the way, to fill your stomach in the car?"

"Sure." Song Nuan grinned from ear to ear, holding a milk tea in one hand and grabbing his hand with the other: "Let’s go to the supermarket and buy some chips and cookies then."

The little girl is still a little girl, especially energetic, hopping as she walked.

A tall and a short figure, the girl’s steps were brisk, the man’s steps were steady, they looked a perfect match.

Lu Yan smiled as he watched her.

Song Nuan was actually extremely happy to be able to drive far with him, even if it was still within the city, as long as it was somewhere farther from home, she felt particularly happy.

"Is that place a farmhouse resort?"

"More or less." Lu Yan: "Quite a lot of people go there."

The two chatted as they went to the supermarket, Song Nuan bought a lot of things inside.

Some of the snacks and treats were put in the trunk, some were prepared to be eaten in the car, placed in the front drawer.

When Song Nuan opened the drawer, she found some small cookies and sausages in there.

These were leftover from before.

She looked at Lu Yan a bit awkwardly and laughed dryly: "Uh... I forgot these weren’t finished."

When Song Nuan was in school, she was supposed to eat at school, but as long as Lu Yan was free at noon or night, he would pick her up from school to eat together.

After a while, quite a lot of the little girl’s stuff accumulated in the car.

Sometimes it was lipstick, snacks, hair ties.

Sometimes it was pencils, erasers, and books.

Lu Yan didn’t mind and smiled: "Forget it if you forgot. Check if they have expired, eat them if not; if you don’t want to eat them, just leave them there."

"Anyway, the car is full of your stuff." Lu Yan sighed as he sat in the driver’s seat: "When people ride in my car, they think I have a daughter."

Song Nuan chuckled from ear to ear in the passenger seat, sipping milk tea.

He sighed lightly, reached out, and pinched her nose tip: "Heartless little one, still laughing."

...

In the afternoon, it rained heavily.

The Song Family’s old house is on a mountain, affecting driving.

After discussing with the family, they decided not to return tonight, but to go back tomorrow.

Father Song and Mother Song looked at the gloomy sky and the pouring rain outside.

Sighing: "This weather, it rains as soon as it says it’ll rain. After a rain, it gets even colder."

Mother Song turned around, looking at Song Yi wrapped in a small blanket, leaning on Tang Si on the sofa.

"Little Yi, ask Nuannuan if she’s coming back today? Where is she spending the New Year with friends?" Mother Song said: "That child seemed to wear little when she left; now it’s raining and colder, she didn’t even say to take an extra piece of clothing."

Song Yi leaned on Tang Si, holding a phone, chasing a novel, and lazily yawned: "Mom, don’t worry about it, she’s grown up, she knows herself."

"Whether it’s cold or not, she knows in her heart. If it’s cold, she’ll stay indoors and won’t go out; don’t worry."

At this time, Song Nuan and Lu Yan were probably in their romance, interrupting now would just be asking for trouble, right?

Father Song: "Indeed, you can’t expect her to report her whereabouts to us every moment, always interrupting makes the child uncomfortable too."

Tang Si stroked Song Yi’s hair, looking down at her lovingly, not participating in their conversation.

They had originally planned to look at baby products and clothes in the afternoon but couldn’t go out because of the rain.

Father Song and Mother Song went upstairs to watch TV.

In the living room, only Tang Si and Song Yi were left.

The parents were well aware not to be a third wheel to the children.

"Seems like we avoided a disaster today?" Song Yi put down her phone and lay comfortably on Tang Si’s legs, reaching to play with his Adam’s apple: "Rainy days are for sleeping."

Tang Si smiled, held her wrist, bent down to kiss her forehead, and with the other hand stroked her hair, his voice gentle: "You’ve been very sleepy lately."

"Yeah." Song Yi: "I feel very sleepy too, wanting to nap from time to time."

"That’s normal for a pregnant woman."

Song Yi was surprised: "You know that too?"

"I researched." Tang Si laughed: "If it wasn’t for your current condition being inconvenient, I might register for a class or something."

Song Yi couldn’t help but laugh: "You’re exaggerating, my mom told me that when she was pregnant, she did fieldwork and even climbed mountains, unlike my pampered self."

Tang Si, with his habitual seductive laziness, said thoughtfully, "Pampered?"

"You should be pampered, born to be cherished and held."

"Won’t it be difficult to serve?"

"What’s serving?" Tang Si corrected: "Sweetheart, it’s called loving you."

He pinched her cheek: "Loving you means being willing to do many things for you, considering everything for you."

"It’s not serving you; it’s because entrusting it to others would be worrisome. Doing things ourselves is more reassuring." Tang Si: "Seeing your happiness, with a smile on your face, makes everything I do for you worthwhile."

Song Yi’s eyes smiled into crescents, turning around, burying her face in his abs, hugging his waist: "Such philosophy, hubby."

"Yes, it’s the truth."

"Call me that again?"

"Hmm?"

The man’s large hand gently caressed the back of her hand, his voice soft: "When my sweetheart calls me hubby, it sounds extraordinarily pleasant."

Song Yi buried her face, laughing, smelling his gentle clean scent, no longer with the tobacco smell.

"I’m afraid calling you hubby would wake the beast desire in you."

She lifted her face: "Tang Si, have you realized you haven’t smoked in a long time?"

"Don’t smoke anymore, okay?"

In the past, she was more indulgent, thinking he should smoke when stressed during a case, but now, he should quit.

"Mm." Tang Si: "Quitting."

Actually, after waking up, there’s always a craving for a smoke, but he’s been holding back.

"Let’s get up early tomorrow." Song Yi said: "You can’t sleep late again."

Tang Si’s voice questioned: "Hmm?"

"To get our marriage certificate."

Tang Si suddenly remembered something: "The civil affairs bureau, during the festive season, might be closed?"

Song Yi: "... Not sure, let’s check online later, it’s my first marriage; I have no experience here."

Tang Si squinted: "How many times do you want to get married?"

Song Yi laughed: "Indeed, it’s my first marriage."