Chapter 411: Chapter 411: "Haven’t Kissed You in So Long, I Missed It.

Wen Mu stared at his back, his eyes deep, thinking carefully, huh.

He lowered his head and smiled, he’s really something, able to reject him with just a few words.

...

Song Yi saw Tang Si coming over and stood up: "Let’s go back to the company, the work here is basically done."

She knew he didn’t get along well with Wen Xianghe, and staying here was unnecessary.

"Is that so?" Tang Si could see through Song Yi’s little thoughts.

As a criminal investigator, his micro-expression observation was quite on point.

With his hands in his pockets, he glanced at the stack of documents on the table, smiled, and spoke in a drawn-out tone: "It looks like there’s still quite a bit of work left unfinished."

"If you leave without finishing it, I’ll mistake it for you wanting to take me on a date."

He was nonchalant, his smile roguish and mischievous, and as he spoke, he suddenly leaned towards her: "If that’s the case, I don’t mind leaving immediately."

The man’s breath came upon her, and for a moment, Song Yi’s mind was in disarray: "You really are..."

"Every time I see him, do I have to hide?" Tang Si said frankly: "In that case, I wouldn’t be able to appear wherever he shows up?"

"I truly haven’t avoided him, and I can interact with him openly."

Song Yi frowned.

Tang Si continued: "Even if I have to sleep in the same room with him, I don’t care. Why are you worried about me? I’m a grown man, what could happen?"

Song Yi’s lips twitched: "Then go and sleep."

"I was just using it as an example." Tang Si touched his nose and smiled again: "But being protected feels quite nice."

"Protect me a little more."

"I am so pitiful, nobody wants me..."

...

Ultimately, it was Song Yi who discussed a cooperation event with the selected model.

Meanwhile, Tang Si sat with his legs crossed, propping his head up with one hand, watching Song Yi with a smile.

"Ding—" Suddenly, his phone chimed.

He glanced at the message, and the smile in his eyes faded for a moment.

Looking up, he observed Song Yi and tightened his grip on the phone.

As Song Yi casually glanced over while drinking water, she noticed Tang Si’s gaze: "What’s up?"

Tang Si shook his head: "Keep doing what you’re doing."

Song Yi busied herself for a while before finishing the conversation.

In the room, only the two of them were left.

As she stood up to leave, Tang Si tugged at her hand, and Song Yi turned to look at him: "If there’s something, just say it."

Tang Si smiled: "Sit down first."

He was used to being unserious, and this sudden seriousness made Song Yi a bit uneasy.

After sitting down, she stared at him: "What’s going on? You were watching me the whole time."

"I have a question for you." Tang Si said.

"Ask."

"It’s just that..." Tang Si paused and pondered for a while: "The person who saved you when you were a child, is it very important to you? Do you have to find him?"

Song Yi didn’t know why he suddenly asked this, but she nodded: "Yes, definitely."

She didn’t want to live with guilt and didn’t want to owe anyone.

"Then after you find him, it won’t replace my position?"

Song Yi squinted slightly, both of them were smart, and she quickly reacted: "Have you got news about him?"

"No." Tang Si replied: "If it’s really important, I can use my connections to help you investigate."

Tang Si: "I just need to clarify this question. I can’t just bring a rival in love back for myself, right?"

"How unjust would that be for me."

Song Yi’s eyes were bright and clear, watching him, with a flirtatious hint in her smile.

She said word by word: "I have no romantic feelings for him."

Tang Si immediately responded: "But you have for me?"

Song Yi curled her lips into a smile, looked at him meaningfully, and then walked away.

This time, she wouldn’t fall for it!

Tang Si: "..."

Watching her back, he smiled, his little darling’s words were really hard to get around.

She wouldn’t even say he was the most important.

Song Yi went to greet the director, then was about to return to the company.

When she came over, Tang Si pursed his lips and spoke gently: "I have something to do this afternoon, can I take a leave?"

Song Yi’s previously high spirits were brought back down by this sentence, but it didn’t show on her face.

She scrutinized his face, not seeing any emotion.

She guessed, maybe there was another task at the bureau?

Why do tasks come one after another?

Song Yi opened the car door and got in, her tone indifferent: "In this case, you’ll just have to be dismissed."

She didn’t want him working continuously, not at all, he didn’t even see if his injuries were healed yet, always so busy, with no time to rest.

Leaning against the seatback, she gave a deep look at the man still standing outside the car, sometimes really wanting to tie his hands and feet, making him unable to do anything, stay obediently by her side.

Before Tang Si could answer, Song Yi suddenly asked: "Not a task from the bureau?"

A task from the bureau, she wouldn’t settle for anything less than first or second place, it wasn’t the same nature.

But if it was something else, she must compete.

"Personal matter."

Song Yi squinted: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Song Yi nodded, suddenly smiled: "Get in the car first."

Tang Si: ?

Song Yi moved further inside and patted the seat next to her: "Get in."

In the end, Tang Si got in.

As soon as he sat down and closed the door, the woman suddenly braced herself on the backrest of the seat by his ear, then she sat astride him.

With one hand, she held his waist.

The moment was filled with the woman’s captivating scent, and he froze for a moment.

What... game is this?

Tang Si leaned back against the seat, his chin slightly up, Song Yi looking down at him, and he just looked at her like that.

His Adam’s apple moved, his voice turned husky, his gaze deep and unreadable: "Is President Song finally unable to resist, wanting to promote me?"

Song Yi didn’t speak, her outer coat sliding slightly off her shoulder, she stretched her hand and brushed her hair back.

"Captain Tang..." The woman leaned down, one hand hooked around his neck, the other trailing down his back.

Suddenly, halfway through, a man stopped her.

"What are you looking for?" he rasped.

Song Yi neither avoided nor hid, gripping his chin with one hand: "Handcuffs."

The woman smiled enchantingly, her red lips curving into a seductive smile, every expression and action tugging at one’s heart.

Darkness flickered in Tang Si’s eyes: "Playing such a thrilling game?"

Song Yi leaned down, drawing close to his thin lips, stopped just a millimeter away, her tone soft and coquettish: "So do you want to play or not, brother..."

Song Yi could clearly feel his body tensing up, muscles stiffening a bit.

Still so... unable to withstand her teasing.

Only his words were sharp.

Tang Si leaned slightly forward, unable to resist wanting to kiss her.

Song Yi mischievously leaned back, dodging his move, her eyes twinkling with laughter: "First bring the handcuffs."

Tang Si reached out, hooked her waist, and pulled her back into his embrace.

Song Yi knelt on the backseat, her slender legs bent, and Tang Si’s other hand held her knee, preventing her from retreating.

"Can these legs get a little closer?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"..."

"Like before..." relying on him, holding his waist.

"..." He was so tender, his tone tinged with breathiness, each word gently fell on her heart, like an electric current trailing through her body, tingling and numbing.

"Haven’t kissed you for a while." Tang Si looked at her: "I’ve missed you."

After a moment, he added: "Song Yi, I miss you."

"I miss you so much it aches."

His hand holding her waist moved up to grip the back of her head, pulling her towards him—