Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 504 - 502: I Never Complained You Finish Fast, Yet You Call Me Ugly?

Lu Yan frowned, looking at the cold expression on the young girl’s face, he felt as if something had struck his heart, it wasn’t pleasant at all.

After pushing Lu Yan away, Song Nuan dragged her suitcase towards the door.

Lu Yan caught up and grabbed Song Nuan’s hand: "Don’t get mad, I’ll take you."

Yang Chun looked at the two of them and said to Lu Yan, "Ah Yan, the young girl said you don’t need to take her. Why are you following her?"

"She’s so grown up, she definitely won’t get lost." Yang Chun said, "It’s not easy for mom to come and see you, just stay and have a good chat with mom."

Song Nuan listened to these words without any expression and left directly.

Lu Yan was intentionally held back by Yang Chun, so he really couldn’t keep up with Song Nuan.

He could only lower his head and send a message to Tang Si.

"Doesn’t that girl have other relatives or places to go?" After Song Nuan left, Yang Chun sat on the sofa and asked Lu Yan, "A friend’s sister is staying with you?"

Lu Yan knew his mother’s intentions too well.

He sat across from Yang Chun with a cold face, his tone also cold: "Tell me, what’s your real reason for coming over."

His mother might not visit him once a year, and even if she did, she would inform him in advance to see if he’s home.

This time she visited directly without notice, as if she was sure he would be at home. Lu Yan wasn’t stupid; some things were obvious at a glance.

"Nothing, I really just came to see you." Yang Chun said, "If I have to say there’s something, it’s about your marriage and finding a girlfriend. You’re not young anymore, it’s time to find someone."

"Wasn’t the one from the last blind date quite good?" Yang Chun said, "I think her name is Chen Ya? I thought she was nice, and you work at the same place, you can try to get along. If you delay any longer, you really won’t find a girlfriend."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan’s eyes turned cold, his whole face was icy.

"Mom." Lu Yan said, "Chen Ya called you over, didn’t she?"

He stood up, "I can’t understand why you two old-timers are against the young girl."

"Chen Ya is immature, and you’re following her foolishly, how old is she?" Lu Yan said, "If you’re targeting her because of me, then I ask you to direct your issues at me, there’s no need to put a young girl in front of me as a target."

He deliberately didn’t mention Song Nuan as a girlfriend because he had already foreseen her purpose for coming today.

If he really said it, the situation might become even uglier.

"So you’re admitting it now?" Yang Chun’s face changed, "Do you know what you’re doing? You’re so old, can’t you tell right from wrong, have any sense?"

"How old are you, how old is she?" Yang Chun said, "Do you truly think the two of you can last long?"

Lu Yan kept a straight face, "Don’t meddle in my emotional affairs. It’s me who’ll be living my life, not you."

"Even if I’m not with the young girl, I definitely won’t be with Chen Ya. In the future, you and Chen Ya should also have less contact."

Having said that, Lu Yan took a step to leave.

"Where are you going, stop right there!" Yang Chun yelled angrily.

Lu Yan acted as if he didn’t hear, continuing to walk forward.

"Truly sons grow up and don’t listen to their mothers!" Yang Chun raged, but Lu Yan didn’t respond to her, not even pausing his steps.

...

Once he was out the door, he went to find Song Nuan.

But found that Song Nuan had sent him a message, with just three clear words: [Never see you again.]

Lu Yan frowned, took a deep breath, and immediately called her, only to find he was blocked.

He tried calling. The call was also blocked.

Rubbing his temples, it seemed she was determined to cut ties with him, not wanting any more entanglement, leaving no opportunity for explanation.

Holding the steering wheel, he felt for the first time emptiness and powerlessness. Such a situation, it was the first time encountering it, and he didn’t know which way Song Nuan had gone.

...

Tang Si thought buying a villa in a villa area would be better, big enough, more convenient for future guests.

He used to live alone, thinking an apartment was enough, but now it’s different.

The two of them got out of the car and reached the house viewing location, with the salesperson wholeheartedly recommending.

Tang Si: "Let’s look at the villa district layouts."

"Alright, please follow me this way."

After looking around, Song Yi was quite satisfied with the layouts.

She pulled Tang Si aside, quietly saying, "Really going to buy a villa?"

Tang Si tilted his head, slightly raising an eyebrow: "You don’t like it?"

Song Yi: "..."

It’s not that she didn’t like it, it’s just that the villa area was full of rich people, incredibly expensive, what if Tang Si couldn’t afford it?

She was thinking of his pride, even though she knew Tang Si made a lot of money, she really didn’t know how much he actually had.

Song Yi thought for a while: "I do like it, but won’t it be too extravagant?"

She wanted to be a good girlfriend who saves money for her boyfriend.

"As long as it’s enough to live in, right?" Song Yi looked at Tang Si: "Too big and it’s not easy to clean."

Song Yi is someone who can live well but also endure hardships.

Tang Si listened and chuckled softly, "Afraid I’m tight on money?"

He could see through Song Yi’s little thoughts.

Being seen through, Song Yi stayed calm: "But what I said is also true, too big is indeed not easy to clean."

"Tsk." Tang Si sighed lightly, hugging Song Yi: "Where did you get the illusion that I’m poor?"

Song Yi tilted her head, looking at Tang Si: "You also don’t give me the feeling that you’re rich."

"What do you mean by the feeling of being rich?" Tang Si licked his lips, "Like a nouveau riche? Buying a dozen of everything?"

"Hey, that’s called being wasteful, not rich." Tang Si said, "I can afford to buy a villa, and I can afford to take care of you too."

"Stop thinking about those things all the time."

Song Yi: "..."

Tang Si: "Buy whichever one you like, we’ll just go through the paperwork and then consider the renovations."

Song Yi whispered, "Feels like we’re preparing a marital home."

Tang Si followed up, "So do you want to marry me?"

Song Yi snorted lightly, "I need to think about it."

...

In the end, Song Yi checked out a villa; there were still some formalities and handover procedures to follow.

As they left the sales office, the salesperson was all smiles. It’s been a while since they’ve seen such carefree customers. Wealthy buyers are usually very frugal and picky.

These two were different; they bought it just like that.

"Hey." Song Yi hooked her arm around Tang Si’s and gently nudged him.

Tang Si: "What’s up?"

Song Yi started, "A pretty woman just passed by and kept staring at you. Do you think she’s pretty?"

Couldn’t she see that Song Yi was holding onto his arm? Doesn’t know her place, staring like that?

Next time, Song Yi would consider putting a sack over Tang Si’s head when they go out.

Song Yi: "I thought she was really pretty, great figure, good fashion sense. Did you see her?"

"Didn’t see." Tang Si said, "Just noticed a woman passed by."

"Don’t all men stare at pretty women on the street?" Song Yi hinted frantically, "Do you think I’m better looking than them? Don’t you feel like you hit the jackpot?"

"Yeah." Tang Si had a faint smile on his lips, "Since being with you, I know my sense of beauty has become ridiculously distorted."

He glanced at Song Yi, "But young lady, you’re not cheap. You need to have a clear understanding of your worth."

Song Yi: "..."

She only paid attention to Tang Si’s first sentence.

Damn it, was he indirectly saying she’s not good-looking?

This successfully piqued her interest in bantering.

She snorted coldly, "I never complained that you’re fast, yet you slander me as ugly?"

"I’m fast?" Tang Si raised an eyebrow, "Alright, I get it."

Song Yi: "You get what?"

Tang Si laughed, "Tonight, I don’t want to hear you say ’I can’t go on’ or ’I don’t want it anymore.’

Song Yi snorted again.

Even if she wasn’t planning to make a big deal, tonight she wouldn’t say a thing. To let him know that he’s just not all that! Just because he has the advantage of being a man in his own territory. Show off for what.

Tang Si just watched his wife get herself deeper into trouble.

Satisfied smile at the corner of his lips: "You should let more women pass by me in the future."

"Your jealousy is my benefit."

Song Yi: "Say that again and I’ll hit you."

She took a sip of the milk tea in her hand, realizing that Tang Si’s skill in teasing had improved a lot.

Sneaky old fox, old rogue!

Clearly knowing everything like a mirror inside his head, yet not saying anything and teasing her.

Tang Si glanced at Song Yi drinking milk tea and said, "Let me have a sip."

"Officer Tang, with all due respect, you’re almost thirty. Right now, your only advantages are your looks and physique." Song Yi sized him up, "If you get fat or ugly, don’t blame me for ditching you."

"An old man, surely your stamina is decreasing by the day." Song Yi said, "I can forgive your lack of stamina, considering your age, but if you get ugly, I’ll find it unbearable."

Tang Si squinted slightly, realizing this woman really holds grudges.

"Are you so keen on testing my stamina limits?"

Song Yi raised her chin, looking at Tang Si with an expression of, "You think you’re so great": "I’ve seen what little stamina you have."

Anyway, they’re in the street now, she’s good at talking trash. And there’s nothing he can do about it.

Tang Si wouldn’t engage in a war of words with her; some things are best proven in practice.

He said, "Is it that hard to let me have a sip of your milk tea?"

Song Yi: "Buy your own."

Tang Si smiled and forcefully took the milk tea from her hand to drink.

"The one in your hand is sweeter."

Song Yi: "Are you a bandit?"

Tang Si didn’t respond, later returning the milk tea to Song Yi, saying: "Drink less of this unhealthy stuff."

Song Yi took the milk tea; it was light in her hand, the bottle was empty.

She: "..."

"Not healthy, but you drank it all up!?"

Tang Si looked at her expression and explained, "Taking the hit from the milk tea for you."

He bent down, leaned closer to Song Yi, and smiled ambiguously: "Also, to make sure I don’t get fat or ugly, I’ll need Miss Song to keep me company during workouts tonight."