Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 321: She Opened Her Arms and Said, "Hold Me, Okay?
"Xiao Yi, you go out and handle your things first. I’ll stay here with your father to have a private conversation." Song Mu said.
Song Yi raised her eyes, "Why? Is there something I shouldn’t hear?"
Father Song spoke, "You organized an anniversary celebration, as the host, do you want to leave halfway before the celebration is over and all the guests have left?"
At this point, Song Yi understood; they wanted to speak to Tang Si privately about something.
She glanced in his direction.
Tang Si smiled slightly, "Go ahead, I’m here to chat with uncle and aunt."
...
After Song Yi left, the room fell into a brief silence.
Father Song and Song Mu looked at Tang Si, with an appraising look in their eyes.
They had met before.
Since they didn’t speak, neither did he.
He simply stayed there quietly.
Song Mu gathered her emotions before slowly speaking, "Last time we met, but we didn’t have a chance to talk alone because of the accident in the corridor, which you went to handle."
"After returning from a business trip abroad, we learned that the person in the corridor last time had harmed Nuannuan?"
Hearing this, Tang Si roughly understood their intention.
They came to seek justice for their daughter.
"Yes." Tang Si nodded, "But that person has already been brought to justice."
His thin lips moved slightly, wanting to say something else.
Then Father Song spoke, "Don’t be nervous, we’re not here to interrogate you."
He smiled, "We think you’re great, and that your profession is very honorable."
"However, due to the special nature of your profession, more or less, it will impact your family and the friends around you."
"If it gets more serious, some criminals might target your family or friends."
His words were extremely tactful.
Tang Si’s eyes flickered, looking at him.
Seeing Tang Si’s expression, Father Song said, "Of course, don’t overthink it, my point here is not to ask you to separate."
"Our family does not discriminate against any profession, nor do we have opinions on anyone who is honest and upright." Father Song smiled especially kindly, "I just want to remind you."
"When you’re with my daughter, can you ensure her personal safety? Can you ensure our family won’t be affected by the nature of your work?"
"If there is any impact, how will you resolve it?"
Their family has always been open-minded, but if there is a problem or anything at all, it should be handled immediately, and they should receive a satisfactory answer.
Song Nuan’s issue can’t be blamed on anyone; it’s just that the family didn’t have adequate safety measures in place.
Moreover, they should even thank Tang Si for bringing Gu Nanjiu to justice.
Tang Si stood quietly, enveloped in a somber and silent aura.
His chest felt tight, suppressing, close to suffocating.
Father Song’s words naturally struck him as factual; his profession is unusual, and he’s often on the front line, dealing with vicious criminals, with danger lurking everywhere. He couldn’t confidently make guarantees.
As for Song Yi, her status is noble; if she hadn’t met him, she would lead a superior and stable life, rather than being anxious day by day...
The Song Family parents weren’t in a hurry; they just looked at him quietly, like an invisible pressure.
From their point of view, Tang Si’s silence was not an escape or weakness but a responsible contemplation, indicating that he truly cared about their daughter.
They wanted to see what kind of reassuring answer he would provide.
After a lengthy silence, Tang Si lifted his lowered head slowly, his eyes obscure, his throat rolling with difficulty, he said with a deep voice, "I will do everything to protect both my duties and her."
"Even at the cost of my life."
Even though his voice was low, each word weighed heavily.
It pressed upon the hearts of the Song Family parents, changing their gaze towards him abruptly.
This was determination to be good to their daughter.
"Click—" The door was pushed open abruptly, Song Yi peeked in, glancing at her parents and then at Tang Si’s expression, sensing the gravity in them.
The atmosphere inside was heavy, not lively at all.
She coughed lightly and smiled, "I’m done with everything outside, what are you chatting about?"
Father Song walked over and patted Tang Si’s shoulder, his eyes carrying a hint of comfort, "Nothing much, just casual chatting."
"It’s getting late now. Your mom and I should head back to sleep; there’s a meeting tomorrow."
While saying this, he gave Tang Si a meaningful look, "Saying something is not enough; I’ll be watching your performance in the future."
...
After the parents left, Tang Si let out a slight breath, his emotions easing a bit.
Song Yi held Tang Si’s hand, "What did they talk to you about just now? If they said unpleasant things, don’t take it to heart; they’re just old foxes from the business world."
"Sometimes, they just want to bait you into talking."
"Nothing." Tang Si deeply looked at her.
She was radiant and charming.
A resplendent rose.
If one day she were to wither because of him...
"Then what did my dad want you to think about?"
Recalling the earlier conversation, Tang Si closed his eyes, as if to avoid, then pinched Song Yi’s face, his lips curving up, "Thinking about how to take care of you in the days to come."
...
On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was very quiet.
Song Yi was mesmerized, staring at Tang Si’s profile, her chin slightly raised, revealing a perfect jawline, his single-handed control of the steering wheel, his gaze fixed; they say men are most attractive when focused.
Indeed, undeniably.
Truly never getting tired of looking.
"Tang Si." She called out.
A few seconds passed, but there was no response from Tang Si.
She furrowed her brows and called out louder, "Tang Si!"
Tang Si turned his head to look at her, "What’s up?"
Song Yi pouted, "Are you so absorbed in driving? You didn’t even hear me calling you."
Tang Si’s eyes slightly narrowed, "Just thinking about things."
Song Yi blinked, "What things?"
Tang Si, "Work-related stuff."
Song Yi responded with a barely interested "oh," pulling out the mineral water beside her, naturally handing it to him, "I want to drink water, help me open it."
Tang Si acknowledged, and while waiting at the red light, he opened the bottle of mineral water and handed it to her.
Song Yi took the water and gulped down, only to hear the sound of honking behind them; she looked up and urged, "The green light is on, hurry, they’re honking at us."
Tang Si stared at the water droplets on her lips, took out a tissue and handed it to her, gently saying, "Don’t rush, screw the cap on first, and wipe your lips."
Picking up the tissue, the car started again, her lips couldn’t help but curl at the corners.
They say it’s the details that captivate.
Tang Si was indeed the one she was certain about, no hesitation!
Heartbeats of excitement utterly suppressed those earlier feelings of unease.
...
The car reached home, and they parked the car properly.
Song Yi stared at the figure ahead, furrowing her brows, suddenly grabbing the front walking Tang Si.
Tang Si turned around, only to see her looking at him pitifully, sweetly saying, "I’ve been in high heels all day today, my feet hurt, I can’t walk anymore."
She spread her arms, "Carry me, won’t you?"
