Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Tang Si Wants to Seduce Song Yi with a Flirty Selfie?

The night scene tonight is shrouded in mist.

When Tang Si drove home, the fog still hadn’t cleared.

The man walked upstairs, fished out the key, and opened the door.

The smell of dust greeted his nose, and when the light was turned on, the room was empty and silent.

Tang Si’s lips parted slightly. Seeing the scene inside the room, he paused for a moment.

It was as if he had thought of something and suddenly smiled.

He casually tossed the keys onto the table, entered the room, kicked up his feet, and casually closed the door with a hook.

It’s been a long time since he first came back after his falling out with Song Yi.

He sat on the sofa, and his entire body relaxed instantly.

His hair was messy, unkempt, and his clothes were somewhat wrinkled.

His peach blossom eyes had a faint blue tint.

Exhaustion filled his eyes, and his heart felt heavy and apprehensive.

With a slight closing of his eyes, the man’s fatigue enveloped him, too tired.

Not knowing how long it had been, he slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils were noticeably bloodshot and red.

Unable to sleep, suffering from insomnia, anxiety, and irritability.

Sigh—

Tang Si took a deep breath, rubbed his temples with his tired hands, and slowly rummaged through the cabinet, frowning.

Finding the medicine he needed, he drew some water from the water dispenser and swallowed two pills.

He leaned against the table, his brows furrowed, took off his coat, and unbuttoned two or three buttons on his shirt with one hand.

His collarbone was exposed, the shadow of his jawline cast on his collarbone, traveling down, sensual and alluring.

The hem of his shirt was untidy, with one corner outside his dress pants, and there was a hint of stubble, the heavy seductive air seemed to fill the room with a languid disarray.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes, set down the cup, and licked his lips, the blush on his lips provocative and eye-catching.

The man slightly bent over and picked up the phone on the coffee table.

He pressed his lips together, thinking for a moment.

With his long fingers, he opened the camera and activated the front-facing mode, his face appearing on the phone screen.

He raised his hand, aimed at his Adam’s apple and collarbone.

Staring at the screen’s display, he frowned, seemingly dissatisfied, raising his chin, slightly pulling down the shirt collar again.

Still dissatisfied.

Decisively unbuttoned the entire row of buttons.

From his Adam’s apple, his sensual collarbone, his slightly exposed chest muscles, and all the way down, partially concealed abdominal muscles.

His finger pressed down, the photo was captured—

Opened WeChat, found Little Fairy, opened the chat box, and sent a message.

[Let me ask you a question.]

Song Yi had already arrived home a while ago. Gu Nanjiu had died, and when Song Nuan returned, she had been crying, unable to stabilize her emotions.

Perhaps it was out of fear, or perhaps because Gu Nanjiu had died.

He was her Teacher Gu, who had taught her physics and promised to teach her simple ways to learn physics.

Ultimately, he wasn’t able to fulfill that promise.

Gu Nanjiu might have departed unwillingly as well.

Deep in his heart, many future plans should have included a girl named Song Nuan.

Song Yi had comforted her for a long time, and Song Nuan, perhaps exhausted from crying, finally fell asleep.

Yet Song Yi still had many unresolved issues.

Gu Chu was malicious, her origins unknown, why she approached her, approached Tang Si.

She found Gu Chu because Gu Chu had actively contacted her when she was seeking a psychologist.

If Gu Chu wasn’t a real psychologist, then...

Her approaches were all with a purpose.

And Tang Si’s condition should definitely not be dependent on Gu Chu anymore.

Her materials might all be fake.

At this moment, Song Yi, dressed in pajamas, sat in the study, flipping through psychology materials.

"Ding—" The phone suddenly chimed, the screen lighting up, illuminating her face a bit.

Her hand flipping the book paused, she glanced at the phone, initially intending to ignore it.

But seeing the word "Bro" changed her mind.

She immediately unlocked and looked.

Song Yi pursed her lips, didn’t reply.

This damn man deserved to be given the cold shoulder.

When he chose to fake his death and disappeared from this world, there were never any hints or signs of an actual disappearance.

Though Song Yi understood deeply that he had his responsibilities, she was still angry.

She dared not imagine if Tang Si faked his death, left her, never returned, living in another place with another woman, this scenario.

At the mere thought, she felt very angry.

Though Tang Si would never do such a thing.

But speculating is powerful.

Time unknowingly passed, and the phone chimed twice more.

Bro: [Image]

Bro: [For instance, how should this picture be color-tuned to look better?]

Song Yi looked at the message, her hand trembled, the small image seemed...

She immediately opened the enlarged image.

On the screen, a picture of a man’s upper body.

Wearing a shirt, partly concealed, loosely scattered, leaning lazily beside the table.

His Adam’s apple protruded, lines sensual, the light and shadows on the side were perfectly cast.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, all the way down, his abs faintly visible, mostly covered by the white shirt.

His posture wild and uninhibited, filled with a sense of strength and an enticing thrill.

Song Yi swallowed.

No need to think, it’s definitely him in person!

Moreover, the shooting angle, composition, and seeking light angle were truly perfect.

One picture, Song Yi’s heart pounded wildly.

Her gaze rippling, charming eyes gradually opening, brazenly.

The male allure is truly... drool-worthy.

Why bother color-tuning? The original photo is stunning.

She long-pressed the image, prepared to save it.

Accidentally, she tapped the delete option below.

"..." What the hell?!

Ahhh! Song Yi kicked her slender legs wildly, seated on the chair, her hands regretfully hanging on the table.

What had she done?!

She actually deleted it!!

Song Yi bumped her forehead against the table, cursing herself for being dumb enough to cry.

She deeply exhaled.

Replied: [Can’t see it, send another one. Your composition doesn’t work, no matter how well you color-tune it, it won’t look good.]

Finished typing, Song Yi exhaled, staring at the screen.

Waiting for him to send another.

"Ding—"

Bro: [I only have this one.] 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Bro: [Why don’t you come over, you can shoot from whichever angle you think is good, alright?]

Song Yi: "..."

This...

Go, or not go?

Is she someone who could be enticed by beauty?

She isn’t, she won’t go.

Impossible, unthinkable.

Little Fairy: [I’m going to sleep, busy now.]

Bro: [Means if you weren’t busy, you could come?]

"..." Quite good at finding words to manipulate?

Little Fairy: [You’re good at getting something for nothing, Captain Tang, this tug of war game, where did you practice it?]

Over there, there was a long pause without a reply.

Song Yi, supporting her chin, forgot her purpose, got swept away again by this damn man’s words.

He was too skilled at leading topics and stirring hearts, one could accidentally fall into his trap.

Little Fairy: [Send your photo again, just now I mistakenly cleared the chat history when laughing, the photo is gone.]

After sending, Song Yi licked her lips, waited for his reply.

"Ding—"

Bro: [Voice message]