Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 379 - 378: To Save a Life Is to Offer One’s Heart

Song Yi looked at Tang Si’s expression, pressed her lips together, and very sensibly turned around, not responding to his words.

Continuing would likely go on forever.

She said, "After the check-up, there’s still someone else coming over in a bit."

Tang Si looked at her back, "Who?"

"You’ll find out soon enough."

...

Tang Si followed the doctor as all his tests were completed.

Actually, during his time with the criminal investigation team, he had to get annual medical exams too.

All sorts of check-ups had to be done, and he had just finished them a few months ago.

But since Song Yi asked him to do them, he didn’t mind; doing another one wasn’t a problem.

Shi Xiaoqi led Tang Si down the corridor.

Tang Si looked down at him, "You know Song Yi?"

Shi Xiaoqi’s face was indifferent, "Why?"

"Just asking," Tang Si said. "I’m just wondering, how do you know her?"

His words implied that it was impossible for him to know Song Yi.

Shi Xiaoqi frowned upon hearing that, "What makes you think so?"

Shi Xiaoqi said, "Sister Yi is a very nice person. She donates to our hospital every year."

"So we all know her. She’s not the kind of pampered heiress you think she is. She’s different from other women; others are just eye candy, but she’s not."

"If you’re after her money, I’d advise you not to think about it. Don’t chase her; she won’t give you money for nothing."

Tang Si listened to Shi Xiaoqi’s serious words and couldn’t help but smile, hands in his pockets, nodding meaningfully, "Mm, I’m not after her money."

Shi Xiaoqi gave Tang Si a skeptical look.

Tang Si was very sincere, "Really."

Seeing Tang Si’s sincere expression, Shi Xiaoqi snorted lightly and reluctantly believed him, "That’s good then."

Tang Si lightly pressed his lips together, a charming curve at the corner of his eyes.

It’s not her money he’s after, but her as a person.

...

He was led into a room.

Shi Xiaoqi knocked on the door.

"Come in," a woman’s voice came through the door.

Tang Si turned the handle and entered, but before he could speak, Shi Xiaoqi turned around and left.

Tang Si paid little attention, casually lifting his eyes.

Seeing the woman in front of him, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Have we met somewhere before?"

The woman smiled and stepped aside, indicating Tang Si to enter.

Tang Si stepped inside, and Song Yi was there too.

The woman spoke, "Didn’t expect Captain Tang’s memory to be quite good."

Song Yi, "You two know each other?"

The woman chuckled, "Not really, just a brief meeting. I was wandering the streets, watching a commotion and eating melon seeds, when I was taken hostage by a thug, and it was Captain Tang who saved me."

"Didn’t expect to meet so soon again." The woman was dressed in simple casual clothes, with a light, cool ambiance, but spoke quite politely.

She leaned against the table, staring at Tang Si, "Doesn’t your country have a saying, something about repaying a life-saving deed with marriage?"

"Is that custom still in practice?" She adjusted her coat and smiled, "I was wondering if I need to follow local customs."

Tang Si lifted his eyes leisurely, his gaze falling on Song Yi.

Song Yi’s eyes dodged, just hoping the person wouldn’t say anything cheeky again.

Yet inside, she was inexplicably eager to hear what he would say.

The gaze she had turned away couldn’t help but return to him.

Tang Si noticed her actions and smiled with amusement.

How adorable.

Tang Si chuckled lightly and replied to the woman’s question, "No need for that; saving you was my duty."

"My heart already has its beloved."

His tone was calm, shifting his gaze from Song Yi’s face to the woman, "If I had to do that with everyone I saved, how many people would I have to marry in this lifetime?"

His smile was gracious and fitting.

"True," the woman nodded, "It’s a police officer’s duty to save people."

Tang Si, "So what’s this check-up for?"

"Forgot to introduce myself," the woman smiled, "I’m from Country A, a psychologist. The director here is my cousin. I just returned to the country, and Miss Song contacted me to do this together with your medical exam—a psychological test."

Tang Si’s brows lowered slightly upon hearing this, his face showing no change.

At this moment, Song Yi smiled from her seat, her eyes constantly watching him, refusing to miss any trace of emotion on his face.

After watching for a while, she still couldn’t discern anything.

It was then Tang Si lifted his head, a gentle smile in his peach blossom eyes as he looked at Song Yi’s small face, "Kiddo, do I look mentally unhealthy to you?"

Song Yi’s hand tensed up immediately.

Thump, thump—

Her heartbeat accelerated, and she was suddenly struck by an inexplicable nervousness.

For a moment, she didn’t know how to answer his question.

The woman, seeing through the situation, spoke, "Looks quite mentally healthy; that’s why we need to do a test to check."

Tang Si, "I didn’t mean you."

"I want to hear her say it."

His gaze fixed firmly on Song Yi’s face.

Song Yi lifted her eyes, "No, you seem very healthy in every way."

"If—if you really resist this test, then it’s okay, we don’t have to do it."

She wasn’t very knowledgeable about psychological matters; perhaps today’s incident had already touched his sore spot?

Tang Si chuckled lightly, shaking his head, "Why so tense?"

"I just want to hear you say it."

"If there’s a test, let’s just do it."

At this moment, the woman glanced at Song Yi, "Then, Miss Song, could you please step outside? I need to speak with him alone."

Song Yi nodded and walked out.

...

Outside, Song Yi stood in the corridor, looking at the drizzling rain outside. The rain blurred the view, making the scenery outside somewhat unclear.

Thinking for a moment, she lowered her head and sent a message to Bo Shiyin.

—"Why? I think he’s really resistant to psychological tests?"

—"Didn’t you say you could take him for this test?"

After sending those messages, the response came quickly from the other side.

—"He might be sensitive, but I never said he wouldn’t be resistant."

Song Yi frowned at the reply.

Filled with anxiety.

—"You quack doctor."

After replying, Song Yi put away her phone.

Pacing back and forth in the corridor, waiting for the two of them to come out.

She had no idea how things were going, no idea if he was really resistant to this deep down.