Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox
Chapter 550 - 548: She Still Loves to Act Cute
The time I can marry her would be when everything gets better, right?
He said, he’s the only one in his family, it doesn’t matter, once she marries in, there will be two people.
With the birth of the baby, it will be a family of three.
There will be a Tang Family.
...
When the two of them were heading back at night, Bo Shiyin called Tang Si away.
But before going to the study, Song Yi asked, "Need me to support you?"
She had become much gentler, especially towards Tang Si.
Tang Si looked at her, his big hand gently ruffling her hair: "Go to sleep, I can manage myself."
The man’s gaze was gentle, his palms warm, a familiar feeling in everything.
She grasped Tang Si’s hand that he was about to draw back, and Tang Si was taken aback: "What’s up?"
"I don’t want to leave you again." Even if she was gentle and composed, she still loves to act spoiled, and that will never change.
She doesn’t want to feel that way again, always anxious.
"Won’t leave." Tang Si smiled: "I’m just going to chat with the doctor."
"Okay." Song Yi knew that perhaps there was more than just chatting between them, but it wasn’t for her to hear.
After all, things between men.
...
In the study.
Bo Shiyin had been sitting ready to wait for Tang Si.
Bo Shiyin had a kind of cool and cunning gentlemanly aura, often wore gold-rimmed glasses, and when Tang Si entered, he was holding a pen, seemingly making some notes.
"Take a seat first." Bo Shiyin said as he saw him come in.
Compared to Bo Shiyin, Tang Si seemed extremely weak, truly an easy target to bully.
Slow steps, slowly approaching the seat.
Bo Shiyin suddenly looked up and found it amusing: "If I were Song Yi, I’d ditch you and run."
Tang Si finally made it to the chair and sat down, lazily lifting his eyes: "Wanna fight?"
He shrugged: "To avoid bullying you, I could call a three-year-old to fight with you."
"With someone like you, I could take on ten at once."
Tang Si chuckled and cursed: "Get lost."
"What’s up?"
Bo Shiyin adjusted his glasses, his tone becoming a bit more serious: "Liu Qiang has given birth."
Tang Si raised an eyebrow: "Gave birth?"
This was actually foreseen, Liu Qiang didn’t show much, but she was indeed due to give birth.
"It’s a boy." Bo Shiyin said.
"Thoughts?" Bo Shiyin looked at Tang Si: "This is Gu Nanjiu’s child."
Tang Si found it amusing: "It’s not my child, why ask me?"
"There’s no way I should take care of this kid, the higher-ups will arrange something."
Bo Shiyin: "That’s indeed the case, but Gu Nanjiu had quite a powerful force while alive."
"This child might be targeted or snatched away." Bo Shiyin said: "I think we should be more cautious about this."
Tang Si shrugged: "Not really my concern anymore."
Bo Shiyin: "That doesn’t seem like your character."
Tang Si smiled and said lightly: "Gotten older, can’t manage it all."
"Increasingly realizing that not every matter in this world can be overseen by me."
"There are many people and many things I can’t take care of, and there are many dark matters and bad people I can’t catch all." Tang Si said: "Feels unnecessary to live so wearily, found some relief."
"No need for all this, and don’t lament to me." Bo Shiyin squinted slightly: "Things unknown you might not manage, but things you know, for sure you’ll prevent."
"Quite right, but not by me personally." Tang Si said: "The department will send someone to oversee it, I’m currently on leave, I’m not involved in these matters."
"And don’t regard me as some captain, I’m nothing now." Tang Si: "Don’t even have the authority to command people, I’m now a good citizen in need of police protection."
Tang Si was clear-minded, needing his own family, his own life, there’s no need to attract unnecessary troubles.
This profession easily invites hatred, especially from those viciously evil people.
Could negatively impact his family.
So he’s planning to quit.
This way, it can be considered a triumphant retirement.
Director Cheng had always been talking about holding a celebratory banquet, but his health issues kept delaying it.
But actually, such a banquet isn’t all that important anymore, he doesn’t care much for these formalities.
Tang Si has always been quite low-key.
Bo Shiyin knew Tang Si was wealthy, even said to be wealthier than some famous entrepreneurs, yet she’d find him eating instant noodles with the people at the wellsite.
Endured all sorts of hardships.
Choosing this profession wasn’t about being great, it was just a path.
Some people were born with talents in this area, meant to walk this path, no need to stray from it.
Bo Shiyin: "Alright, I’m just notifying you about this matter, you can take precautions in the future too."
"Also, regarding the antidote for your health issue, I’ve had no breakthroughs, can only suppress it."
"So if you have any abnormal reactions, make sure to tell me, I’ll check on you, after all, I don’t want you kicking the bucket before paying the medical bill."
"That would mean my efforts these days would’ve been in vain, and it’d be a waste of time spent on you, too unworthy."
Tang Si shrugged: "Then for the sake of your money, please let me live."
Bo Shiyin nodded: "I’ll do my best."
The two were bickering but beneath it lay mutual affection. No need for pretentious words.
"Wanna celebrate the New Year together?" Tang Si looked at Bo Shiyin: "You’ve always been alone."
Bo Shiyin was an orphan, had no family.
So he lived with a kind of cold aura, somewhat elegant, appeared detached from worldly affairs, untouched by dust.
Cool and aloof, all alone.
The more such a person is aloof, the more people want to approach, to smell the unique cool fragrance on him.
Bo Shiyin shook his head: "No."
"I still prefer being alone, too lively makes me feel noisy, also disrupts my thinking."
Tang Si smiled: "You actually don’t want to socialize."
He saw clearly: "You’ve always been like this, only wanting to socialize with who you want, ignoring those you don’t."
Bo Shiyin chuckled, tacitly acknowledging these words.
He felt it’s alright to give up useless socializing, especially since his job didn’t require knowing that many people.
If the medical skills are there, people will naturally seek him out.
Just someone so proud and detached, seemingly like the Tang Si of the past, carrying no human warmth.
But still quite good to those around, able to be thorough.
After all, he is also a psychologist.
Not wanting to socialize doesn’t equate to the inability to socialize.
Tang Si propped up on the table, stood up: "They say doctors can’t heal themselves, I do think that’s the case. Everyone has their way of living, I can’t decide how you live."
"If you’re truly planning to not have a girlfriend or get married for life, you might consider currying favor with me so when you die, I’ll have my son see you off and handle your burial, guaranteeing a grand ceremony."
Bo Shiyin tugged the corner of his mouth: "Then I really thank you for that."
Tang Si tilted his head with a mischievous smile, "We’re all brothers here, no need to be so polite. You just need to write a will stating that your future assets go to my son."
Bo Shiyin: "..."
So the money he’s making now for Tang Si will eventually go back to Tang Si’s son?
How does he have such a knack for this? Extremely sneaky.
He’s got some pretty grand ideas.
...
When Tang Si returned, Song Yi was awake, chatting on the phone with Song Nuan.
Song Yi didn’t have time to hang up or ask anything before Tang Si came over, hugged her, and couldn’t help but nuzzle into her neck.
Song Yi leaned back, feeling tickled by his breath all over her: "What are you doing?"
The man’s voice was low and gentle, "Just heard, Gu Nanjiu’s child was born, today."
Song Yi was stunned, instinctively glancing at the phone that hadn’t been hung up.
As she looked over, it just got disconnected...
Song Yi pressed her lips together, hoping Song Nuan hadn’t heard it.
After all, there’s a lot of history between Gu Nanjiu and Song Nuan.
"Yeah." Song Yi said, "He did leave some things in this world."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"So there might be people targeting the child, Gu Nanjiu’s child."
Song Yi: "But Gu Nanjiu is already dead, what’s the point of targeting his child."
Tang Si chuckled, "Do you believe in genetics? Gu Nanjiu had good genes, and it’s a boy. For many underground organizations, a baby is the easiest to mold."
"When the child doesn’t understand anything yet, it’s the best time to shape them."
"So..." Song Yi tightened her grip on Tang Si’s shoulders, "You want to..."
Tang Si tilted his head, kissed her neck, voice hot and deep, "Relax, I won’t bother with that."
His lips lingered on her neck, making Song Yi shiver all over, "Tang Si..."
"Hmm." Tang Si’s voice was muffled, with a bit of a chuckle, particularly teasing, "So fragrant, won’t you let me get intimate? Hmm?"
His eyes filled with laughter as he got up from her, lifting her chin for a light kiss, "Why are you being distant with your brother?"
Song Yi snuggled into his embrace.
"Don’t tempt me." Song Yi: "Both our bodies can’t handle it."
Tang Si patted her shoulder, couldn’t resist kissing her again, "But I just want to kiss you."
His kisses grew more intense, his deep and sexy breathing near her ear, he whispered while panting, "But it still doesn’t feel enough."
Song Yi’s breathing also grew heavy.
It’s been a long time since she felt this all-over-the-body weakness from being teased.
Tang Si was still the same old Tang Si.
Ever the flirt and seductive.
"What to do?" Tang Si bit her, "Brother feels quite uncomfortable."
Song Yi’s heart was pounding.
Tang Si’s enchanting eyes were fixed on her face, her cheeks were red, the corners of her eyes too, and the charm that had been suppressed was roused again.
"Brother prefers a rebellious little fairy." Tang Si pinned her down, "Why suppress your nature?"
"Just be yourself, baby."
Song Yi was being teased to the point of helplessness, Tang Si really knew how to handle her true nature.
Her nature was wild, her nature was bold.
What lady-like gentleness was just a facade.
Song Yi clutched his shirt tightly, "I think you’re the one who fits the term fairy."
"Don’t deserve it." Tang Si said, "Unless you help me."
Song Yi: "Even being sick can’t keep you in check."
"How can I control myself with you here?"
The night was still long.
...
The next day.
Tang Si looked visibly better than usual.
Song Yi slept quite soundly.
After all, she was the one exerting herself, can’t expect a patient to be of use, can you?
The family’s call came in at this time.
Telling them to get up early, as sleeping in on New Year’s Day is considered inauspicious.
Song Yi was forced to get up.
Unfortunately, Tang Si couldn’t carry her to wash up like usual.
Because he really didn’t have the strength now.
Song Yi glared at Tang Si, "If I listen to your sweet talk again, I’m a fool."
The one suffering in the end is still herself.
"Alright." Tang Si coaxed her, "I’ll make you some glutinous rice balls."
"Then we’ll head back home for dinner."
Song Yi hummed as she went to freshen up.
Since getting pregnant, her appetite had increased a bit.
Tang Si might not be good at many things, but making glutinous rice balls is something he can manage. After all, they’re ready-made, just boil water and toss them in.
When Song Yi came out after washing up, the rice balls were almost ready.
She saw him bustling about in the kitchen as soon as she stepped out.
Although this isn’t their own home, it certainly had a homely vibe.
Song Yi went over and hugged Tang Si’s waist, "I guess it’s time for us to move back, we can’t keep imposing here."
"I see you’re better now; there’s no reason to keep staying here."
Tang Si’s body no longer relied on any machinery, so they could indeed move out of the research facility.
Tang Si nodded, "Yeah, the villa we looked at last time is being renovated, it should be ready in two or three months after the new year."
"We can go start looking at furniture and stuff then."
"Alright."
Tang Si served the rice balls, "Can you eat a lot?"
"I’m eating for two now, so yes, I can eat a lot."
Tang Si pondered for a moment, "Indeed, you did feel a bit heavier than usual last night."
But actually, Song Yi hadn’t gained much weight, she didn’t really show.
After breakfast, they both got dressed.
Song Yi put on a red coat, with reindeer antlers on her head, looking particularly cute.
She looked very youthful, like a high schooler.
Tang Si looked on and fell into contemplation: "..."
After pondering for a long time, he couldn’t help but say, "Maybe you don’t need to dress so young all the time, it makes me look old."
Song Yi: "But isn’t it true you’re older? You’re indeed six or seven years older than me."
Song Yi looped her arm through Tang Si’s, smiling, "Actually, you look quite young, not like someone almost 30."
"So no need to worry about this." Song Yi said, "Besides, you can dress younger too, see what those young lads are wearing?"