Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 371: They’re Protecting Each Other

Song Yi opened the car door and stepped out.

With her back straight, she walked to the entrance only to be stopped.

The police told her that if she wasn’t here to file a report, she should leave; the station was having a meeting today and not accepting outsiders.

Song Yi frowned, said some nice things, but remained indifferent.

"Can I ask you a question?"

The police officer didn’t answer.

"Is Captain Tang inside?"

The officer smiled, a polite gesture: "I’m sorry, I really can’t tell you that."

"If you urgently need to find him, you can call him. If he doesn’t answer, you can tell me, and I’ll relay the message when I see him."

Song Yi kept staring inside; the officer’s words clearly meant a refusal.

She couldn’t confirm if Tang Si was really inside.

Sighing: "Thank you, but no need."

She turned and walked back.

...

Inside the police station office.

He had just returned from handling Liu Qiang’s case.

The man, leaning his head with one hand while holding a phone with the other, stared at the content on Weibo, suddenly sneering.

No wonder—

When he got into the car, people around him gave him that kind of look; if he had left a bit later, he might have been surrounded and beaten.

The man stared at the screen, his eyes cold and thin as frost, without any emotion.

His fingers quickly slid across.

Suddenly, upon seeing two familiar characters, his hand paused instantly.

After looking clearly, it was a Weibo post by Song Yi—

The only one on the entire internet speaking up for him.

On Tang Si’s cold face, there was a rare trace of relief.

Silly girl, what is she doing getting involved in this mess?

Next, he saw the comments below, unbearably filthy.

He frowned, the chill instantly rising.

Part of his concern was this kind of thing happening. He didn’t mind getting dirtied, but why drag her down with him?

Glancing sideways, Tang Si picked up the computer, with his fingers flying over the keyboard—

After he handled the comment section.

—"Make a decision."

—"Oh, screw you and your timing!"

That night, a woman’s voice lingered in his mind.

She was like that, bright and decisive, handling everything cleanly and efficiently, not giving him a moment’s respite.

He also wanted, he wanted to make a clean and swift decision, too many things were holding him back.

The man’s peach blossom eyes filled with uncertainty, staring at that Weibo post, finally resting his forehead against the screen of the phone.

Suppressing the look in his eyes.

The event, like a deep pool, was beyond fathom.

His thoughts tangled, messy, never been so chaotic.

What to do... Tang Si’s heart sank again and again.

What should he do...

...

Song Yi clutched her phone, leaning against the car door, occasionally glancing at the happenings inside the police station.

But the entire police department was quiet, as if nothing was happening.

The waiting process was long and agonizing.

Song Yi kept browsing through Weibo.

Watching the hot searches decrease one by one until they vanished completely.

She bit her lower lip and opened the contact list, her eyes falling on Tang Si’s phone number.

Her finger hesitated on it, moved away, repeated the motion many times.

Wrestling with whether to make the call, wondering if the other side would even answer?

"Ring-ring-ring—" Fu Jingsheng’s call came in.

"Have you seen Tang Si? I’ve already coordinated with your PR team to resolve the online issue." Fu Jingsheng said: "Any topic related to it can’t be found or posted."

"No," Song Yi answered.

Fu Jingsheng: "But someone helped recently, not sure who."

Song Yi frowned: "Helped him?"

Fu Jingsheng said: "Perhaps helping you, because none of the news about him was touched by that ID, which only handled your comment section. Tried tracking who it might be, but couldn’t find out."

Song Yi’s eyes deepened: "Thanks, this matter has troubled you."

Fu Jingsheng is a hacker, handling such matters with ease, thanking him was the right thing to do.

Furthermore, hackers are easy to find; trustworthy hackers, not so much.

"Thanks for what?" Fu Jingsheng: "Sweet talk, better make a hefty transaction."

"Beep beep beep—" Right after he said that, the call was cut off.

He was about to curse Song Yi for being heartless.

"Ding—" A transfer message came in.

Amount... units, tens, hundreds, thousands, millions... Fu Jingsheng raised an eyebrow, eighty million?

"Tsk, when the boss makes a move, you know it’s there."

Fu Jingsheng stared at the computer screen at that mysterious ID: [Her boyfriend, unparalleled in charm, world-renowned]

So long and self-absorbed.

Full of flamboyance.

Fu Jingsheng pursed his lips, staring for a long time.

He tapped his fingers on the table, "Perhaps... you two are protecting each other."

"Brother Si, if this really is you," Fu Jingsheng tilted his head, "then it’s truly, a divine romance."

...

Where everyone could see on Weibo had calmed down, but Song Yi’s Weibo still had private messages.

—"With your nameless status, is a bit of dirty money really that impressive? Your family will soon go bankrupt, and you’ll all die!"

—"Are you losing the game, who do you think you are?"

—Song Yi replied: "Your daddy."

And there was another message.

—Someone rich enough to support her: "Stop looking at private messages and go rest. Someone will care for you."

Song Yi frowned, this message pierced her heart, a pure spot among the filthy waters.

A pure spot thinking for her.

Biting her lip, Song Yi finally closed the private messages.

She didn’t want anyone’s concern; she wanted to find out which dog was posting that crap online.

Now her only concern was Tang Si.

...

Song Yi waited outside for a long time, didn’t get any news, put away her phone, and was ready to leave.

Just turning around, the sound behind her caught her ear.

Her body froze, she turned her head, and saw a group of people coming out from the police station.

The man in the middle, with clear and indifferent eyes, walked steadily.

It was Tang Si.

At first glance, his state seemed fine; either he hadn’t seen the online stuff, or he had seen it but didn’t react.

People on either side were reporting to him, and he occasionally nodded.

Song Yi instinctively stepped back, clutching the car door handle, growing anxious.

Because directly ahead, he seemed to be heading her way.

Thump thump, thump thump—

Heart racing.

Thinking about how to greet him.

But at that moment, as she watched the man’s gaze sweep over, it felt as if she saw that chilling gleam.

Yet he clearly had those seductive and charming peach blossom eyes.

The man walked straight past her, without stopping.

Immediately, all thoughts in Song Yi’s mind vanished.

Just thinking about getting into the car and leaving!

But sitting in the driver’s seat, she didn’t have the intention to drive away.

She didn’t even know why.

Gazing heavily at the steering wheel, why should she leave? Why escape?

Thinking this, just as she was about to reach for the car door, the door suddenly clicked open from the outside—