Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 60: "Miss Song, Who Looks Down on Everyone, Couldn’t

Director Cheng turned back to look at Tang Si: "When did you get a girlfriend?"

Tang Si leaned against the headboard, lazily spreading his hands, and smiled helplessly: "I’d also like to know."

Finally, Director Cheng left the room, and imdiately saw a young woman standing at the door.

He was montarily struck by her beauty—he had never seen such a girl, so bright and eye-catching.

Especially those fox-like eyes, so soft that they seed to suffuse the entire air—a captivating yet clear and innocent feel.

He couldn’t help but glance at her a few more tis, while Song Yi remained composed and graceful, offering him a polite smile before walking into the ward.

As soon as she entered, she froze upon seeing the man on the bed.

He was wearing a hospital gown, his hair tousled over his forehead, which added a touch of wild abandon to his deanor.

Seeing the injuries on his face, Song Yi felt as if sothing clutched her heart, making it quiver slightly.

And Tang Si, watching the woman standing at the door from afar, curled his lips into a mischievously alluring smirk: "Here? Girlfriend."

His tone was light, and each word tugged at her heartstrings.

The words ’girlfriend’ especially seared into her heart, heating her face all the way up.

She was actually shy.

It must be because the person in front of her was too rogue, too bad, like a scoundrel.

Tang Si, with peach blossom eyes, looked at her: "Song Yi, just calling you that, and yet you’re blushing?"

That tone, so entangled and lingering, just about lted the bones of those who heard it.

n who intentionally tease are always charming and captivating.

Tang Si tilted his head slightly, scrutinizing her: "Are you embarrassed over the made-up rumors?"

Song Yi gave a light cough: "Who’s embarrassed? Isn’t it because you need family mbers to visit here? So many rules, it wasn’t easy for to get in."

"Don’t take advantage and then act coy."

If she hadn’t been able to provide her legitimate position as the president of her entertainnt company, she wouldn’t have been able to get in even if she claid to be a girlfriend.

As Song Yi spoke, she walked over, sat by his bedside, and was about to talk about the sun-protection clothing matter.

But when she saw the scars and bruises on his face, her words took an unexpected turn: "Tang Si, aren’t you afraid of pain?"

During the explosion, he pounced over regardless... At that ti, he still had the strength to get off her, she really thought he was fine, especially since Ningxia Chuan visited the next day, saying Tang Si was alright.

"Scared." Tang Si smiled lightly.

But being used to pain ans it doesn’t hurt anymore.

"But, President Song, you’ve spread it around that you’re my girlfriend. Now everyone knows I have such a beautiful girlfriend, how can I find another one in the future, hmm?"

His scorching gaze fixed on her.

Tang Si didn’t want to continue on the pain topic, jokingly changed the subject.

But Song Yi, staring at his thin lips, seed unable to think straight—he said she was beautiful.

"What are you staring at for?" Tang Si raised an eyebrow lightly: "Miss Song, with your lofty standards, could you actually be fond of ?"

He asked casually, as if it were just an offhand question.

Yet, from his twinkling peach blossom eyes, Song Yi saw a distance as vast as mountains and seas.

It seed as though if she said yes, he would imdiately draw a line between them.

But he didn’t know, he was truly captivating.

Despite being lazy and mischievous, he also possessed the composure and restraint of a mature man, speaking with a humor imbued with a sense of propriety. He knew how to maintain the balance in interpersonal relationships.

Just like many girls during their school days, who would be fond of a mischievous and bad boy, not excelling academically, smoking and fighting, yet possessing a rebellious spirit that swept over the hearts of young girls like a wild wind.

Song Yi felt that she hadn’t encountered such a person during her school days, but now, she had t Tang Si...

His wild, bad deanor was mature and steady, his lazy, charming manner had engulfed her entire heart and occupied her whole mind, dragging her into an inescapable, deep, and lingering entanglent.

Song Yi’s lips moved slightly, and as she looked up, her gaze was clear and alluring: "But when you took advantage and touched my chest, did I say anything?"