Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 305 - 306: Your Name Comes with a Color

The young girl approached with a purpose.

Tang Si figured out what was happening almost immediately.

The glass of water that Gu Nanjiu gave to Song Nuan had something wrong with it.

He quickly dodged and grabbed Song Nuan’s arm to keep some distance from her.

Seeing she couldn’t fall on him, Song Nuan simply sat down on the ground, looking completely dazed. Tang Si couldn’t let her just sit there.

The weather was getting cooler, and sitting on the ground like that was the easiest way to catch a chill.

So, Tang Si put the car keys in his pocket, bent over to pull her up. The girl was very light, just like her sister, very thin, so it only took a gentle pull to lift her.

But with that pull, the young girl staggered into his arms again.

Tang Si took a deep breath, his peach blossom eyes extraordinarily clear, staring at her: "Song Nuan, if you pounce on me again, I’ll burn all your homework."

"..." Song Nuan reacted for a second or two.

"Brother-in-law, I feel a bit hot, and I have no strength.... You, you let me lean on you." Song Nuan’s almond eyes were half-closed, clearly not in her right mind.

Meanwhile.

Song Yi felt very tired.

Running out from that white-walled enclosed room and then to the sewer, she was exhausted all along the way.

So after Tang Si and Song Nuan went downstairs, she lazily closed her eyes, slumped on the sofa, about to fall asleep, her consciousness scattered, and she was just about to drift off.

"Ding——" At that moment, a crisp message sound instantly snapped Song Yi awake.

Even if sleeping, she should go to her room. Sleeping on the sofa would give her a cold.

Song Yi rubbed her temples slightly, got up, and picked up her phone to check.

It was a text message from an unfamiliar number. She unlocked it and saw

——"Song Yi, aren’t you going to take a look at what your boyfriend and sister are doing?"

Seeing this message, Song Yi frowned tightly.

A sense of doubt rose in her heart. What could the two of them be doing?

With this doubt, Song Yi started typing, planning to ask who the sender was.

Just then, another text came in.

——"Look out on the balcony, you can just see where they are."

Song Yi took her phone and got up, walking barefoot to the balcony.

From there, she could clearly see Tang Si and Song Nuan pulling each other, behaving very intimately.

"Ding——" Another text message.

——"Is it fascinating? Is there such a thing as pure love in this world? Would anyone never betray their partner?"

Song Yi lowered her eyes, sent a message back: "Who are you?"

——"Who I am is not important, what’s important is, the two people most important to you have conspired to betray you."

Looking at this message, Song Yi sneered and typed a reply: "Are you insane? If you’re having trouble digesting your meals, go for a run, or eat less. If I’ve done something wrong, punish me by law. Why did heaven send someone like you to irritate me?"

While typing, an alarm bell rang in Song Yi’s mind.

Someone nearby was watching their every move; otherwise, how would they know she could just see Tang Si and Song Nuan from there?

This all seemed like a premeditated setup.

Women seeing their boyfriend being intimate with another woman, most would feel jealous first and then confront the boyfriend.

But Song Yi had faced many challenges, and these tricks were not enough for her to doubt the relationship between Song Nuan and Tang Si. It only made Song Yi feel that the person watching had never let up.

This feeling chilled her to the bone.

In a certain car.

The man was wearing a suit, his hair meticulously combed, but lay in the back seat in a rather roguish manner, his long legs kicked high.

A sense of seriousness mixed with unruliness.

Looking at the message from Song Yi, he chuckled lightly.

In the front, a man in sportswear was sitting, hands on the steering wheel. Hearing the man behind him laugh, he asked, "What’s up? What did Song Yi reply to you?"

The man said, "She said I ate too much and have nothing to do."

"Pfft... Hahaha." The man in the front laughed immediately: "I told you this trick was too lame, like something a moron would do, but you didn’t believe me."

The man smiled and looked back at the man lying in the back seat.

Seeing him lying there all dead, he frowned and clicked his tongue: "Can’t you at least look like a rich gentleman?"

"Can you stop lying there like you’re itching for a fight all the time?"

"Hiss." The man in the back sat up, crossing his legs: "Even if I’m looking for a fight, it’s not your turn yet."

Looking up, his eyes carried a mischievous smile, his whole demeanor exuding nobility, elegance, and calmness.

"Besides, I’m definitely better than someone whose very name is tinged with color," he said, still eyeing his phone.

The man in front, eyebrows twitching with irritation, looked back at him: "How is my name tinged with color?"

"Tsk." The man gave a wicked smile, a sneer curling at his lips: "Haven’t you heard of a four-character idiom?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The man in front: "???"

"The future is long," he elegantly uttered the four words, lightly fixing his hair and raising an eyebrow at the man in front: "I’ve long wanted to tell you, but since my persona is elegant, I can’t say words that don’t match my persona."

"...Shen Yuyan, I really curse your ancestors!"

Shen Yuyan laughed happily, put down his phone, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and bit it between his lips; his tone turned a bit fuzzy: "For your great goal, I’ll call some folks to dig up my ancestors, who says we’re life-and-death brothers."

He said and thought for a moment, taking the cigarette from his lips, flicking the ash out the window: "I just don’t know if digging up the ancestral grave would affect the luck of my ancestors."

"If it does, can I light incense behind my ancestral grave myself? Would if self-lit incense be enough to fool the heavens? Would this affect my future wealth and love luck?"

Fang Chang: "..."

Shen Yuyan: "Forget it, I think I’m already rich, powerful, and handsome enough. I don’t need incense luck anymore. You can go dig up whichever grave you like, I’ll take you to see them someday?"

Fang Chang: "..."

He’d have to be crazy to argue with this madman.

"Stop disgusting me, keep talking and I’ll tear your mouth apart."

Shen Yuyan clicked his tongue: "A grumpy guy like you deserves no woman."

He picked up the cigarette and took another puff, reaching out again to flick the ash outside.

At this moment, Song Yi hurriedly rushed downstairs to where Tang Si and Song Nuan were, the message instantly waking her up.

As she went downstairs, an SUV was parked there, and in her hurry, she passed by, and a hand holding a cigarette extended suddenly out of the SUV window.

Song Yi ran right into it, brushing against her arm.

"Hiss——" She let out a slight gasp from the burn.

"Whoa whoa whoa." Shen Yuyan quickly retracted the cigarette: "Sorry about that."