Chapter 435: Chapter 433: Is This Enough of a Betrothal Gift to Marry You?

"Really?" Tang Si sighed, then chuckled mischievously, "Should I go dye my hair?"

"Dye your hair, my ass." Song Yi couldn’t help but reach up to ruffle his hair again, "It’s great just the way it is."

"I’ll buy you some anti-hair loss, hair thickening shampoo, that should do the trick."

Song Yi’s words made Tang Si let out a soft laugh.

"I’m not balding yet."

"You’ve got plenty of hair."

"White hair is one step away from going bald. Admit it, old man." Song Yi snorted softly, the corner of her mouth curving deeper.

This guy, if he doesn’t sweet-talk her now, he’ll end up old and lonely.

The man raised an eyebrow, chuckling softly as he retorted, "Can’t I just have early graying hair?"

"Pfft." Song Yi couldn’t hold back and was caught off guard by laughter, her eyes and smile as bright as the April sun, "Have some decency, will you."

...

The two bantered and laughed, everything was just like the beginning.

In fact, some things, some words, are better spoken aloud.

Tang Si looked at her deeply, having made up his mind.

Between the two of them, it’s just missing a trigger, and Song Yi just can’t bring herself to say it, to reconcile.

In reality, the woman’s attitude was already quite obvious, allowing him to kiss her, to hug her, wasn’t her attitude clear enough? He just needed to muster up the effort.

Now, strike while the iron’s hot, seize the opportunity, don’t let her slip away just like that.

Song Yi sent Fu Jingsheng and Li Wen away first.

The two walked out one after the other, Tang Si walking in front and Song Yi slowly following behind.

From a short distance, they could hear each other’s footsteps.

It created a very reassuring atmosphere.

It was as if she was following him back to the police station for the first time, trailing behind him, eyes fixed on his long legs.

Every step the man took was steady.

The chilly wind was fiercely blowing, but with him ahead blocking it, it seemed to soften quite a bit.

"Master Si, you’re leaving?" Suddenly, a man came up beside them to greet him.

Tang Si didn’t pause his steps even for a second, nodding gently with a subdued expression, considering it a reply.

Song Yi furrowed her brows in confusion, seemed like someone from the boxing club, did this person know Tang Si? And called him Master Si, such a respectful term...

Song Yi lightly pursed her lips, her gaze fixed on the man’s back ahead, apparently, he had an unusual status here.

She was just contemplating whether to think of a way to ask.

The man ahead suddenly stopped in his tracks, the one who greeted him earlier was startled, standing still as he watched him, "Master Si, any orders?"

"Nope." Tang Si’s voice was lazy and light, smiling as he suddenly turned back, his gaze falling on the woman behind him.

He pulled her in front of him with one big hand, lightly brushing the back of her head with his palm, the gesture both indulgent and intimate, for once a rare smile touched his face, even directed at these workers, "This is the future sister-in-law."

His simple introduction left every word striking a chord in Song Yi’s heart.

Even though his tone was calm, Song Yi felt her heart tossed into turmoil.

This sudden title and public identity revelation made every cell in her body unconsciously leap for joy.

Then, she gave a graceful smile, vibrant and alluring, meticulous yet charming, confident and composed.

The one who had greeted them quickly nodded respectfully towards Song Yi, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Song Yi’s heart stirred at that address.

There was an indescribable feeling rolling within her, impossible to contain.

This identity seemed quite novel to her.

Tang Si glanced sideways at his petite woman beside him, originally thinking she would refuse, saying they’re not there yet, he was ready to lose face in front of his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, the woman charmingly raised her eyes, her gaze full of radiant acceptance, she pointed at Tang Si, "Is he your boss here?"

The person looked at Tang Si, seeing the man’s smiling, unrestrictive expression, nodded and said, "Yes, he is."

Song Yi spread her hand, asking seriously, "Then can I have the forty million I just gave you all back?"

"This..." The person hesitated, glancing at Tang Si.

Tang Si suddenly let out a soft laugh, his peach blossom eyes filled with affectionate gentleness, his gentle voice slowly resonating, "Refund it."

"From now on, whenever she comes, it’s free. Treat her well."

"Understood, Master Si."

...

Song Yi instantly felt a wonderful sensation in her heart. Before coming, she had checked the information about this boxing club, it was quite impressive.

Having a membership there required very high qualifications, and here she was, becoming the owner’s wife?

She’s more than just a member.

"Feeling happy?" Tang Si’s brows lifted slightly with a faint smile, laced with indulgence.

"I set this up back when I was 18, it’s been some years. Made a little money with it." Tang Si willingly explained.

Song Yi widened her eyes, this boxing club was hardly just ’a little money’ earner? Hosting professional events annually, those sponsors alone throw heaps of money, let alone the professionals paying fees.

Its reputation had reached international levels, nearly every expert would come through here, this is called making a little money?

She finally understood why this man was such a big spender.

Song Yi pursed her lips, this industry was nothing short of lucrative.

Looks like he might actually have a bit more money than her.

She suddenly felt that her company wasn’t as appealing anymore.

The point was, she had once boasted about making him a star. Turns out, he never lacked money, she truly wants to slap her stupid past self.

The man studied her closely, Song Yi glanced up, meeting his eyes, the playful voice rolling from his throat directly into her heart, "Is this enough as a bride price to marry you?"

"If it’s not, I can work harder, start some more side businesses?"

Song Yi was initially stunned, her lips involuntarily twitching, but then she rolled her eyes.

Just words, huh? 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

A proposal, maybe?

Where’s the ring?

Not even close, get lost.

She turned and walked away.

Tang Si watched her back, his brows tinged with a light smile, his peach blossom eyes deep, carrying a hint of wildness, a bit of mischief.

Reaching the door, Tang Si said, "Wait for me here, I’ll get the car."

This was the back door.

The scenery was pleasant, the air felt a bit fresher.

Song Yi nodded, surprisingly well-behaved.

After Tang Si walked away, she took out her phone, snapped a couple of photos, and posted a status visible only to herself on social media.

The caption was: Wow~ The owner’s wife here is so beautiful.

As soon as she hit send, this private mode ensured only she could see it.

"Found her, found her, Brother Yu, that’s the woman you just greeted." Fang Chang’s voice came from the door.

Shen Yuyan saw Song Yi, he was stunned, then quickly retraced his steps, "Leave, leave, let’s go home, no soaking."