Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 495 - 493: Love Me a Little More

Chen Ya was so angry that she was shaking, not expecting such a high level of skill from such a young girl.

She pointed at Song Nuan: "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Yan followed her gaze to the young girl beside him, and Song Nuan looked at him pitifully: "I’m not laughing."

She bit her lip, her eyes brimming with tears: "Besides, my face really hurts."

She pointed to her tender white cheeks, which had improved a lot since the morning, but still had some slight red marks.

Only then did Lu Yan notice. He hadn’t paid much attention before.

Song Nuan looked pitiful: "My face hurts this much, how could I be laughing? Laughing makes it hurt even more."

Lu Yan’s eyes were cold as he looked at Chen Ya: "Did you hit her?"

Chen Ya felt disconcerted inside, but outwardly remained composed, being a woman accustomed to rough storms.

"Yes." Chen Ya: "This young girl spoke rudely to me, and I couldn’t control my hand at the moment."

Song Nuan grasped Lu Yan’s hand: "She wants me to break up with you, can’t I argue back?"

This topic was brought up by that woman herself.

Chen Ya: "I..."

Lu Yan interrupted: "Enough."

"She’s just a young girl; no matter how rude her words are, they can’t be as harsh as yours. Besides, you’re an adult, is she someone you can hit or teach a lesson?"

"Do you understand your position?" Lu Yan’s voice was cold as he reprimanded: "What gives you the right? Under what status?"

Chen Ya thought, no matter what, given their years of friendship, he would give her some leeway.

Who would have thought that Lu Yan would say it right in front of her without leaving any room for sentiment.

"Chen Ya." Lu Yan’s tone was cold: "You’re not really suited to work in the team anymore."

"What?" Chen Ya’s eyes widened, not expecting him to treat her like this over a young girl.

"You should think carefully about how many years I’ve been in the team. It will be very hard to find someone like me to replace the work if you don’t let me do it."

Lu Yan: "But I don’t need a woman who disrupts others’ relationships to stay here."

Song Nuan stood beside them, smiling with curved eyes.

Chen Ya felt her heart burning with anger.

Song Yi once said, the best protection for a woman is vulnerability, and at crucial moments, you need to learn to use your natural advantages.

Not using them makes you a fool.

Song Nuan remembered this well and applied it very smoothly, using it perfectly and vividly.

Chen Ya was exasperated; she had nothing to retort, and indeed she was wrong and did something problematic.

Song Nuan: "I also think, how can a woman with bad intentions protect the people?"

"When she hit me, she didn’t hold back at all. I even told her she could have you for herself, but she wasn’t willing."

"So if I let you go for her and break up with you, can you really be with her?" Song Nuan blinked her eyes and looked at Lu Yan.

"No."

Song Nuan shrugged: "See, you hit me."

"Hit for nothing, even lost the job over it."

Chen Ya’s face was pale with anger, clenching her teeth: "Lu Yan, you two aren’t suitable for each other. If you let me go, you will regret it."

After speaking, she stormed out of the office.

Song Nuan smiled slightly.

It’s settled.

Lu Yan understood Song Nuan’s little schemes and found her quite clever, not easily bullied by seasoned women like Chen Ya.

"Did you come to find me today just because of this issue?" Lu Yan looked at her.

"Yes." Song Nuan: "Only partly, the other reason is that you didn’t come to pick me up, I missed you, so I came."

Her face was sweet with a smile, innocent and pure, and the whole atmosphere seemed to be tinged with a bit of sweetness.

Lu Yan sighed slightly and reached out to touch her cheek: "Does it still hurt?"

"A little." Song Nuan looked at Lu Yan with big eyes: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Lu Yan chuckled softly and replied: "No."

Though he said so, his actions were gentle as he lightly blew on her cheek, filled with affection and self-blame.

This matter wasn’t handled well by him; he didn’t take good care of Song Nuan.

The man’s warm breath blew over, making her face ticklish. Song Nuan instinctively shrugged her shoulders, blinked her eyes softly at Lu Yan, and immediately smiled: "Uncle, you’re so awkward."

Looking at the young girl in this state, Lu Yan’s heart softens completely, never having seen such a tender creature.

When she smiles, the whole world seems full of color, and it seems like she’s always thinking about him.

Lu Yan looked down, knowing that when Song Nuan leaves him one day, it might take him a long time to adjust.

"From now on, take better care of me." Song Nuan held Lu Yan’s face: "I’m a little rich girl, I’ll support you in the future, if you don’t take care of me, I’ll sponsor another pretty boy."

Lu Yan took Song Nuan’s hand away: "Do your homework."

Song Nuan suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, is there any young and handsome guy in your team, also with good character?"

"Preferably someone around my age."

Lu Yan: "..."

The young girl’s question made him start to worry, why is she asking this?

Could it be she’s preparing to leave him?

Tang Si mentioned before that the young girl’s mindset is particularly dangerous, so...

He put on a cold face: "No."

"None?" Song Nuan supported her face with one hand: "Then your team is quite lacking, does it seem understaffed?"

"Or maybe all of them are older uncles like you?"

Lu Yan’s face darkened with these words. "Uncle" should be his unique designation, how could anyone become her uncle?

"Who is an uncle?"

"Uh?" Song Nuan looked at Lu Yan, her heart as clear as a mirror she knew very well: "Anyone around your age can be called uncle, anyway, you think dating me isn’t real; you think one day you’ll break up with me."

She knew this very well, she’s not acting dumb, just pretending.

Song Nuan was asking on behalf of a classmate, not knowing why she got to this point and just wanted to provoke him.

Lu Yan felt stifled by her words, he couldn’t just say they’d never break up because they indeed would.

It’s just a formal relationship.

Song Nuan made him somewhat annoyed.

Seeing Lu Yan not speaking, Song Nuan bit her lip, so... it really is like this.

"Okay." Song Nuan packed her homework: "We’re going to break up sooner or later, might as well do it now."

"So you don’t like me, and you drag me along, wasting my youthful years, can’t even let me find someone else, can’t hang on one tree forever."

Lu Yan watched her packing her things as she spoke.

Felt uncomfortable inside: "Song Nuan."

If he said any deceitful words to her now, he couldn’t justify it to his conscience, after all, she’s still so small.

Feels like he’s a beast playing with a young girl.

"Hmm." Song Nuan looked at him, her eyes full of smiles, seeming completely unaffected by the situation: "What’s up?"

Lu Yan was caught off guard: "We both need to gradually get used to each other. I can’t promise you forever, but can we just take it one step at a time?"

"During this period, I’ll fulfill any responsibilities a boyfriend should have."

This was the only promise he could give her.

Song Nuan paused while packing her things: "Sure, but first, find me a few guys around my age."

Lu Yan: ...

"What’s with that expression? It’s not for me, anyway." Song Nuan blinked: "My classmate knows you’re my boyfriend and wants to find a firefighter guy in your team for a romance."

"There’s no such thing." Lu Yan: "You all are in a critical phase of senior year; you should focus on studies rather than daydreaming about dating this guy or that guy."

Song Nuan: "But you still dated me."

Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved: "I said there’s none, so there’s none."

Song Nuan suddenly pinched Lu Yan’s face, teasing: "Fine, fine, no need to get angry, you’re so cute!"

Lu Yan: "..." At this moment, he didn’t know what kind of expression he should have.

...

The sky was ink-black, with cold winds howling over the sea.

In one of the rooms on the ship.

Song Yi entered the room, and Tang Si came in too after dealing with the person blocking him.

Because Song Yi had sent him a message.

She had successfully removed the signal jammer, plunging the room into complete darkness.

It seemed the power was out on the ship, yet the helicopter’s whirring continued overhead.

The door was suddenly yanked open.

Song Yi headed towards the entrance but, before she could make it or speak, she was pulled forcefully into a warm embrace.

She was taken aback, her whole self leaning against his chest, hearing his strong heartbeat and noticing the faint smell of blood on him. Song Yi slightly moved her lips and spoke: "What happened?"

Tang Si held her tight: "Do you know how dangerous that was?"

If anything happened, what would he do?

She had acted on her own, removing the signal jammer, restoring the signal on the entire ship, and he notified the police outside.

Song Yi’s action was indeed risky without knowing the opponents’ positions or their numbers.

The man’s voice was hoarse, with slight quivers and pants if listened closely.

Throughout, he had run over, his heart on edge, truly frightened.

For the first time, he was so scared his voice trembled.

"What if it hadn’t gone smoothly, if it failed, then what? What about me?" Tang Si held her tightly, unable to even imagine.

Song Yi choked up: "I..."

"I just didn’t want you to fight alone, I thought I could help."

"How did you find out?"

Song Yi: "I don’t know, I just had a gut feeling."

Mystically, subconsciously, there was guidance, like an innate observation skill she possessed.

Song Yi gently pushed Tang Si away: "I’m really okay."

She pressed her lips together: "What’s the situation now?"

Tang Si: "That yacht, I’ve chained it to the cruise ship. It absolutely cannot sail away, or everyone on it will die."

"All ships passing through here never return, and there’s no trace, not even wreckage; this happens once or twice a year."

"Now I roughly know what’s going on."

"Someone is exploiting these incidents to monopolize this sea area. Everyone is ambushed here, and the goods on those helicopters are what they’re trying to smuggle out."

"Using these vessels to legally cross borders, and everyone on board wouldn’t survive."

"That’s their transportation method."

Tang Si suspected a shady trade was happening on a nearby small island.

Most likely drugs or arms equipment.

Song Yi: "What do we do now?"

Tang Si: "The host of this transaction is in the top-floor room."

He barely tracked down the whereabouts.

This was definitely a major operation, a transaction between two parties. Catching them this time would mean both sides getting caught.

In the pitch-black room, Song Yi exhaled, pulling Tang Si’s hand: "If they find the yacht can’t sail away, they’ll surely go check the chain link location. I’ll stand guard there."

"Anyone who comes will get dealt with."

Tang Si pressed his lips: "Hmm."

Song Yi certainly had the capability for this.

"Gun." Tang Si handed her one: "Protect yourself; if needed, run back to me, I’ll deal with that person."

Song Yi: "Okay."

...

Meanwhile.

That night, Song Nuan was asked by her good friend if there was a fun and cheap bar nearby because it was her friend’s birthday, and she wanted to go out.

Song Nuan thought carefully and remembered Fu Jingsheng taking her out for her birthday.

She called Fu Jingsheng.

"Bro," Song Nuan called.

On the other end, it was a bit noisy: "Where are you?"

Fu Jingsheng sat by the island, holding a fishing rod, squinting towards the distant helicopter: "Just hanging out, what’s up?"

Song Nuan explained her purpose.

Fu Jingsheng curled his lips: "Tell your friend to go ahead. I’ll give them a heads up over there."

"Thanks," Song Nuan said, "I’ll treat you to a meal next time."

Fu Jingsheng: "Sure, if you go, don’t drink, listen to me."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Fu Jingsheng contacted the bar and sorted it out.

Hiss—Fu Jingsheng suddenly frowned at his phone screen. This place was using a signal jammer. How did Song Nuan get through?

He immediately pulled out his computer to check.

The signal jammer had been damaged.

"Boss," someone approached: "Miss Song Yi is on the ship, should the transaction proceed?"

"What?" Fu Jingsheng looked at his subordinate: "Why wasn’t this mentioned earlier?"

"Apparently, she was tricked onto it, and Tang Si is there too," the person said: "Those two... were planning to go on a trip."

"The organization needs Song Yi."