Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 329 - 239: Song Yi: "So You Want to Date Me?
Bo Shiyin smiled without speaking.
Song Yi didn’t have time to chat with him about useless nonsense here.
She smiled faintly and got to the point: "I heard you have quite the approach to treating depression."
Bo Shiyin looked Song Yi up and down: "Are you referring to yourself having depression?"
"No."
Bo Shiyin raised an eyebrow slightly, didn’t speak, and once again smiled silently at Song Yi.
Song Yi said: "It’s a friend of mine, I think he might have depression. I noticed he takes medication and thought it was for depression, but when I asked at the hospital, the doctor said it’s just for headaches. I think my friend is hiding it from me." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
"I just think if there’s depression, it should be treated promptly and not delayed."
Bo Shiyin held a teacup, took a leisurely sip, and adjusted his glasses: "This ’I have a friend’ thing is often just a stand-in for oneself, President Song. Depression isn’t something to be ashamed of; with proper treatment, it can be cured."
"Moreover, in your line of work, the likelihood of getting ill is higher."
Bo Shiyin was somewhat skeptical of the "I have a friend" notion.
However, observing Song Yi’s every move, she indeed didn’t seem to be talking about herself, but one can’t rule out that some patients are good at disguising themselves.
Upon hearing this, Song Yi, sitting opposite Bo Shiyin, responded not with anger but with an impressively calm smile: "When I say it’s my friend, it really is my friend, not me."
The woman’s eyes were bright and open: "If it were really me, I would definitely say it’s me. Direct treatment with a doctor is obviously the best solution, and I have no reason to lie."
A glimmer flashed in Bo Shiyin’s eyes.
The woman in front of him, while simply dressed and not deliberately made up, was genuinely exquisite and beautiful, with detailed and captivating features, and her actions were poised and confident.
She gave off an intense and cunning vibe.
But it wasn’t the kind of unpleasantly intense and cunning sensation; there was always a clear and charming arrogance that gave a different kind of feeling.
Bo Shiyin put down his cup: "Then, may I meet your friend?"
"No," Song Yi refused almost without thinking.
Tang Si’s depression, if any, was still uncertain. Even if he had it, she couldn’t rashly bring a doctor to see Tang Si.
Song Yi said: "My friend is quite prideful. First, tell me how to accurately determine whether he has depression. If he does and he’s unwilling to see a doctor, what should be the treatment?"
Bo Shiyin paused for a second or two, then said: "Not even a casual meeting? Like just a meal, where I don’t mention I’m a psychologist."
"No," Song Yi said decisively: "If meeting was an option, I would arrange it."
What kind of joke is this? A man suddenly appears around her, and then introducing him to have dinner with her boyfriend? She wouldn’t risk her life on such a matter.
Tang Si, engaged in criminal investigation work, is sharp, surely he’d become suspicious.
Bo Shiyin smiled at Song Yi and nodded slightly: "Alright, then I’ll give you a plan. Try it out, test those points, record them, and send it to me."
"What’s the charge?" Song Yi asked.
"I can give you a 10% discount," Bo Shiyin replied flatly, "because you make me feel invigorated, and President Song is very beautiful."
Song Yi smiled politely, stood up, her exquisite brows slightly raised, charming and bright: "Mr. Bo, if you really think I’m beautiful, then waive my fee. Otherwise, you’re lying, and I don’t believe you."
Bo Shiyin responded directly: "Shall I waive your fee then?"
Song Yi tidied her sleeve, then slowly lifted her gaze, her eyes carrying a distant smile, with a slight curve at the corner of her lips: "That means you’re trying to woo me, which makes our cooperation impure. Impure cooperation isn’t necessary."
"In business, I like transparent pricing and dislike all this nonsense." Song Yi tapped his shoulder lightly, her lips curving with a confident grin: "I’m not short of money, but if you try to cheat me..."
"Just wait and see."
After speaking, Song Yi continued: "Send me the plan."
Then, Bo Shiyin and Song Yi discussed the matters.
Li Wen then saw Bo Shiyin out.
As Bo Shiyin left, he looked up at the Night Entertainment sign, his lips curving slightly.
This woman... truly is... quite the character.
...
Criminal Investigation Unit.
Zhou Liang returned immediately after his blind date, fearing that if Tang Si was on duty too long, he’d get scolded.
He hurried into the duty room, bringing a gust of cold wind with him.
He hopped twice, breathed warm air into his hands, and rubbed them together, his voice trembling: "It’s really starting to feel like autumn, just running over here nearly froze me."
Tang Si lazily lifted his eyes, his voice tinged with a faint smile: "If you’re not physically fit, how about extra training starting tomorrow?"
Zhou Liang instantly stood up straight in fright: "I’m not cold anymore!"
Tang Si stood up and chuckled: "Look at you getting scared so easily."
"Boss, you don’t understand how painful working out is. I love lying back on the couch at home during shift changes, it’s so comfortable."
"I can fulfill your wish of lying around."
"What?" Zhou Liang’s eyes lit up.
"By firing you, so you can have fun at home."
Zhou Liang: "..."
"Hmm?" Zhou Liang noticed a thermos on the table: "Is there food in here?"
"Can I eat it?"
"Go ahead," Tang Si generously replied.
This surprised Zhou Liang: "Really?"
"Mm."
Seeing that Tang Si wasn’t joking, Zhou Liang happily opened and started eating.
"Boss, you can go ahead; I’ll wash up and return the thermos after eating."
"No need." Tang Si, hands in pockets, had already reached the door. He looked back, leaning on the door, and smiled at Zhou Liang: "Finish and throw it away. I was planning to take it back for Haha to eat."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhou Liang choked, staring in shock at Tang Si.
"This, this, this, this is dog food?!"
"It’s clean." Tang Si turned, waving as he walked: "Go ahead and eat, I won’t tell Haha you ate its food."
Zhou Liang: "..."
The food in his hand suddenly lost its appeal...
Tang Si had just stepped out of the criminal investigation unit when Song Yi called.
He put one hand in his pocket and answered with the other: "Hey, babe."
"Are you done for the day?"
His low, magnetic voice, the endearing term ’babe,’ struck a chord in Song Yi’s heart.
"Mm, I’m coming to see you." Her tone softened a bit.
Behind her, Li Wen: "..."
Ha, fickle woman.
