Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 499 - 497: Be Good… Soon, You’ll Call the Shots

"Let go." Song Yi was eating a sandwich, her cheeks puffed up, looking extremely cute.

Tang Si chuckled, "It’s not so easy to grow old together, your brother is still young."

He didn’t let go, just continued squeezing her calf.

Song Yi looked at Tang Si, "What are you doing?"

Tang Si lowered his head, his voice gentle, "Just taking care of you, it’s been tiring this trip, and I couldn’t come home with you."

She laughed at his words.

Realizing he’s always like this, thinking of her in every way, "I’m not tired."

Song Yi said, "Does your team know you’re so easily bullied and pushed around at home? Does your authority still exist?"

When they first met, he was so ruthless, saying things without compromise.

"I’m easily pushed around?" Tang Si raised an eyebrow, "How come you never take the initiative to try and push me? Isn’t it always me taking the lead?"

"I’ve finished eating." Song Yi wisely dodged this topic once again.

"Avoiding the topic?" Tang Si understood Song Yi well.

Song Yi: "Mr. Tang, excessive indulgence can lead to premature issues."

"We need to have a routine."

Tang Si tilted his head, smiling, "What kind of routine? Isn’t it about resolving it when the feeling hits?"

"..." Song Yi realized she really can’t talk to him about these topics.

She withdrew her foot, "Get ready, I’ll take you to work."

"Okay."

"By the way," Tang Si suddenly spoke, "Wen Mu is not the person from back then."

"You previously investigated and looked for his information, give me a copy." Tang Si said, "During your investigation, he touched on his interests and some events behind the scenes. Regarding that incident from back then, he’s definitely hiding something."

Song Yi was stunned for two seconds, then nodded, "Okay, I’ll have Li Wen send it to your email."

Tang Si reached out and ruffled Song Yi’s hair, saying nothing.

She looked up at him, "What’s wrong? Suddenly touching me."

"Since it’s not him, you’ll have to find your benefactor elsewhere, will you feel disappointed?" Tang Si considered Song Yi’s feelings on this matter.

"No," Song Yi chuckled, "I was already skeptical about this whole thing."

"The fact that Wen Mu and I were kidnapped together was suspicious in itself, and then we both happened to escape."

"So I’ve been mentally prepared for this, not too disappointed."

She looked at Tang Si, "I have little hope for this matter now, when the time comes, we’ll meet."

"Always being dragged by these things, I can’t live happily."

Tang Si looked at her, chuckling, "Don’t pretend with me."

He raised a hand and touched her chin, "You still have to look for it, I don’t want my woman always thinking about another man."

He understood all her psychological thoughts, there was no secret.

"I really want to let it go," Song Yi smiled, "Can you stop ruining it for me?"

"You can’t let go," Tang Si said, "Just keep looking."

"Look with a zen-like approach."

"You know about being zen-like?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si, a bit surprised.

"Why wouldn’t I know?" Tang Si tilted his head, "Before I met you, I lived days of pure meditation."

Song Yi: "Thought you old folks wouldn’t go online."

Tang Si laughed lightly, "I have a position, so I must go online."

...

Song Yi drove and sent Tang Si to the criminal investigation team.

"Are you going to pick up Song Nuan?" Tang Si asked.

Song Yi held the steering wheel, shook her head, "Let her stay a few more days, my parents are returning to the country today, I’ll pick them up."

Tang Si pursed his lips, thought for a moment, "What time is the flight?"

"Afternoon."

"Should I finish work a bit early this afternoon?" Tang Si glanced at Song Yi, "Meet your parents?"

"It’s not the first time, focus on your work." Song Yi exchanged a look with Tang Si, "You’re already familiar with them."

However... she only knows about Tang Si’s biological father, but hasn’t heard anything about his mother.

Tang Si unbuckled his seatbelt, his tone playful, "I’m worried about leaving a bad impression with your parents, I should go and greet them."

Song Yi rolled her eyes at Tang Si, "You don’t have to be so polite with your rogue persona."

With that said.

The man suddenly leaned in, Song Yi backed away.

Tang Si grabbed her chin, "Where are you hiding? Hmm? The car isn’t that big."

His breath was so close, he kissed her heavily on the lips, "This rogue persona is only for you, who else could it be for?"

Song Yi was swept off her feet, she pushed his shoulder, "Okay, hurry up and go in, we’re at the entrance. You might not care, but I do."

Tang Si held Song Yi’s hand, "Next time you talk back, prepare to be challenged."

Song Yi squinted, "I advise you to watch your words."

"We’re at the police station entrance, don’t provoke me."

Song Yi’s nature, Tang Si knew it well.

"I won’t provoke," Tang Si smiled mischievously, "We’ll talk after work behind closed doors."

...

In the evening, at the Song house.

"Xiao Yi, is Tang Si coming over for dinner tonight?" Mother Song asked from the kitchen.

Mother Song liked to cook, usually preparing the meals at home, even right after landing from a flight.

Song Yi was lounging on the sofa, heard her talking, and looked towards the kitchen, "Don’t cook for him, he’s not coming, busy with work."

Mother Song stuck her head out, "Is Tang Si on duty today?"

Song Yi: "Not on duty, but there’s something to handle."

"So you won’t wait for him at home, or bring him a meal, just sitting here?" Mother Song taught Song Yi, "Men need to be pampered, if such a good one runs away, what will you do? Where will you find another?"

Song Yi laughed lazily, "Mom, I’ve never seen you pamper Dad."

Father Song, reading the newspaper, immediately looked up, "You chat, don’t drag me into it."

Mother Song glared at Father Song, who silently fell quiet.

They sincerely hoped Song Yi and Tang Si could be happy together because Tang Si was undeniably a good man.

No need to prove anything, his character was upright, and Song Yi liked him very much, all was evident.

"Hold on tight, don’t bully him too much, he works hard, you need to learn to understand," Mother Song advised, "Being a police wife isn’t easy, you have to endure loneliness."

Song Yi listened, "..."

She really didn’t know what to say, she felt she’s been enduring quite well, hasn’t she?

The relationship hasn’t been ordinary but really can be considered intense, with little time for just the two of them. Going on a trip rarely, and encountering many troubles.

Now she’s most concerned about Tang Si’s condition, suppressed in some way.

Initially planning on going out for some relaxation.

"I understand."

...

After eating at home, Song Yi explained Song Nuan’s situation to her parents.

These things hadn’t been brought up with the family; the parents were busy expanding work overseas, hardly having time to manage Song Nuan.

Song Yi laid out the details, and both parents’ faces turned serious and tense: "Why didn’t you tell us earlier about this?"

"It’s already past, moreover it can be handled," Song Yi said, "If she comes home, just continue normally. I think these things need to be told to you, but my sister also needs to see a doctor."

Song Yi pursed her lips, "Let’s not talk about Gu Nanjiu. Find yourselves a psychologist."

After saying this, Song Yi pondered carefully for a moment.

"Let me ask you something," Song Yi said seriously, which was a rare sight.

"What?"

"I’ve always grown up with the Song Family, never left?" Song Yi continued, "Even three or five years away?"

"No," Mother Song immediately replied, "Why did you think of asking that?"

"Have I ever been in a car accident or had a serious injury?"

Father Song’s expression tightened, "What nonsense are you talking about? Apart from that year’s kidnapping, you haven’t experienced anything major."

"Hmm." Song Yi mulled over those words, took a small sip from her cup, "Then why are there gaps in my memory? Some years are just blank."

Father Song and Mother Song froze, exchanging glances.

After a while, Mother Song smiled and changed the topic, "Isn’t that normal? Over time, people’s memories fade, surely you’ll forget the unimportant things."

Song Yi nodded, not disputing this explanation.

She looked at her mother, "Mom, was the truth ever uncovered about my kidnapping back then? Who did it? Were there any motives?"

She had been investigating these matters for years without asking them.

She didn’t want to cause them any trouble.

Father Song interrupted Song Yi, "Did you come back today just to ask these things?"

He seemed a bit wary, "Did something happen to you?"

"No," Song Yi answered decisively, "I just wanted to ask, more curious about what happened back then."

"Wanting to know the outcome, was it your business rival?" Song Yi hypothesized.

"Yes," Father Song easily responded, "The bigger the company, the more rivals there are."

"Hmm—" Song Yi nodded thoughtfully, "Wasn’t there a boy who saved me?"

"No," Mother Song replied, "You were the only one back then, where would a boy come from?"

"Hmm." Song Yi took another sip of water, deep in thought.

They must be hiding something from her, unwilling to tell her.

Outside, there was the sound of a car engine.

"Tang Si is here to pick me up," Song Yi looked toward the door, "Mom, Dad, I’m going back now."

Mother Song looked at Song Yi and smiled, "Little Yi, it feels like you’re already married and have come home, isn’t this your house?"

Song Yi was taken aback, some words just slipped out naturally.

"I’m not here all the time, after all." Song Yi smiled, "If you want, I can stay over."

"I’m leaving now." Song Yi said, "Before he comes in and you guys start chatting again."

"He should get some rest."

Song Yi finished speaking, picked up her bag, and headed out.

...

"Do you think Little Yi has discovered something?" Mother Song asked with some concern.

"Probably not, otherwise with her personality, she’d definitely dig deeper." Father Song said, "Even if she did find out, we can’t hide it forever..."

...

Song Yi went out and happened to see the Range Rover at the entrance.

The man had just gotten out of the driver’s seat, closed the car door, and was about to head inside when he saw Song Yi running towards him.

"Bro~" Song Yi ran up and hugged his waist, her hair a bit messy from running.

Tang Si caught her, looking down with a fond smile, "Why did you come out?"

"Didn’t want you to go inside." Song Yi grabbed his large hand, "Let’s go home."

"I should at least go in and have a look." Passing by your house without going in, what kind of behavior is that?

"No need," Song Yi said, "I’ve already told them."

Song Yi jumped up and down, "Get in the car, it’s so cold."

Tang Si eventually gave in to Song Yi but said seriously, "Next time it’s not allowed, you need to show the due respect."

Look, this man is like this in front of elders, mature, steady, and polite.

Particularly principled, with strong boundaries.

Song Yi pushed against his waist until he was pushed back against the car door, she pressed herself against Tang Si, leaving no space between them.

Tang Si saw her like this, his fox-like eyes sparkling and curving into a smile.

He couldn’t help but chuckle, "What, planning to take me on?"

"Usually when I rush over to hug you, you always lean down to kiss me," Song Yi pressed her hand against his chest, looking up at him, "Why not today?"

"..." Pretending to ask; could he dare to act out at the doorway?

On the surface, he simply smiled, "There should always be times when you take the initiative."

"Dream on."

...

The two got into the car.

"Got everything sorted?" Song Yi asked about the progress.

"Yeah," Tang Si drove, "It went smoothly."

"Have you eaten?" Song Yi inquired.

She messaged Tang Si to come pick her up after work, not expecting him to arrive so quickly.

As she asked, she watched him steer with one hand, the other hand resting on the gear lever.

His sleeves slightly rolled up, muscles firm and smooth, seemingly able to feel his pulse just by looking.

In her ears, she heard his lazy voice answer, "No, I thought if I came early maybe I could bum some dinner, but you wouldn’t let me in."

His tone made it sound quite pitiful, yet carried a hint of mirth.

Song Yi couldn’t resist reaching for his hand, and Tang Si let her touch it, allowing her to feel his warmth, "I’ll order takeout for you at home."

Song Yi toyed with his hand, even such simple contact filled her heart, making her exceedingly happy.

Suddenly, his large hand grasped hers, strong and assertive, Song Yi’s heart fluttered, pounding rapidly, she looked at him, saying nothing.

He spoke, "When we’re home, I won’t want to eat, I’ll eat you."

Song Yi protested, "You should eat properly first, don’t make your stomach hurt."

"Who told you to play with my hand?" Tang Si’s voice turned husky, lips curling into a mischievous smile, "Look, there’s a re/action."

Song Yi glanced over...

...

They quickly arrived at their home’s door.

Song Yi thought Tang Si was joking.

As she entered, she was genuinely preparing to order takeout when Tang Si stopped her.

Song Yi struggled a bit, reaching to push him, wanting him to eat first.

The man effortlessly caught her hand, pressing her against the door, arms over her head.

This posture strangely exuded a sensual tension.

His breath was close, the atmosphere thick with heat, his kiss marking its territory thoroughly.

In her ear, his deep, sexy voice murmured, "It’s been so long since I touched you..."

He kissed Song Yi, mumbling with his voice muffled, "Food’s got nothing on you."

"Be good, whether gentle or rough, you decide..."

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