Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 15: You Hurt Me

Editor: Henyee Translations

She snatched it away.

She seed almost dazed, holding the underwear as if she was about to destroy it.

Zhou Liang watched her and panicked.

"Song Yi! What are you doing?" he asked as he tried to snatch it back.

Song Yi dodged quickly.

He turned to look at Tang Si, anxiously saying, "Boss, why is she acting like this, could this really be crucial evidence?"

Tang Si watched her with a calm gaze.

In the next second, he took two steps towards Song Yi, grasped her wrist with one hand, and quickly restrained both her hands.

Tightly, like a firm iron grip.

Song Yi stared at him, and he could see that there was only one emotion in her eyes—a ruthless desire to destroy everything.

He yanked his grip fiercely.

"Creak—"

It sounded like bones cracking.

"Ah—" Song Yi cried out in pain, and the item in her hand fell to the ground.

Tang Si: "Take it for examination."

Zhou Liang didn’t waste any ti, fearing that Song Yi might try to snatch it again, and quickly left with it.

The woman already had a frail look, and now with tearful eyes, she seed even more pitiful.

This was a physiological reaction, tears from the pain.

Song Yi frowned, unsure when the man had seized her wrist.

"What are you doing?" her voice trembled slightly, "Let go."

She looked at him as if completely unaware of what she had just done.

Tang Si raised an eyebrow, and his large hand suddenly released its grip.

He turned his head to glance at a cupboard that had sohow fallen over: "Almost hit you, just pulled you away a bit."

As he spoke, Song Yi saw a mischievous curve appear at the corner of the man’s lips: "Didn’t gauge my strength right, too strong, Miss Song, didn’t hurt you, did it?"

Song Yi listened, her lips twitched slightly.

I actually believed your nonsense!

A male green tea!

Song Yi: "This isn’t Dongting Lake."

Tang Si raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding the aning of her words.

"Where did you get Biluochun here?"

"..." A mont of bewildered silence from a certain male ’green tea.’

"Captain Tang, her suspicion is significant; she just tried to destroy evidence." Ningxia Chuan stood in front of Tang Si, his handso face steady as he spoke.

Tang Si licked his lips, took a cigarette from his pocket, and placed it at the corner of his mouth: "Just go through all the necessary procedures."

"Let know when the forensic results on the underwear and tissue co out."

He took out a lighter, lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, then exhaled.

He continued, "Also, keep an eye on Wu Wang’s family, as he’s their only son and died tragically, they might cause trouble."

"Understood."

Tang Si nodded: "Alright, that’s it for today; you take Song Yi back."

"I have sothing to take care of."

He said, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, ready to leave.

Song Yi watched him, always feeling that there was sothing different about him when he smoked, especially his eyes, which showed a kind of wantonly savage relaxation.

She called out to Tang Si: "Wait!"

Hearing the woman’s delicate voice.

He halted his steps, cigarette still in the corner of his mouth, turned to look at her, his brows and eyes lifted in a smile: "What? Is the suspect developing feelings for the police?"

"Can’t bear to part?"

The drawling tone, a feeling of extre relaxation, as if nothing could shake him.

Song Yi looked at him, squinting slightly.

She raised her own hand with a frown, moved her wrist, and the man’s gaze naturally fell on Song Yi’s wrist.

Her fair, delicate wrist, the red marks were striking.

The next mont, he saw her looking at him pitifully, "You hurt , it really hurts."

"What should we do?"