Chapter 437: Chapter 345: Thick-Skinned While Taking Advantage, Blushing When Taken Advantage Of

"..."

He’s the ultimate master of verbal fireworks.

Flirting openly.

Song Yi sighed, lowered her eyes to fasten the seatbelt, her thick, naturally curled lashes framed her bright and exquisite features.

Without seeing her eyes, it’s impossible to read her emotions.

The woman’s soft voice came through, "Hurry up, get in the car and drive."

Tang Si chuckled, shut the car door, and got in.

The car roared away in the brisk breeze and bright sun.

...

Inside the car.

The man relaxed with his legs spread, leaning against the seat back, his left wrist adorned with a watch, black, with no visible brand.

He occasionally shifted gears with one hand, his gaze focused on the road ahead.

Song Yi glanced at his hand, unable to peel her eyes away. His hand was strikingly handsome, with long, distinct joints and visible veins—a hand that made even a watch seem more prestigious.

Even a cheap watch can feel like a luxury on some people.

Sometimes, luxury items can elevate a person’s appearance to be more noble and refined.

But those inherently opulent, clearly expensive-looking people can transform inexpensive things into something unaffordable for the average person.

Attractive people even make driving look good—lazy, easygoing.

Song Yi truly couldn’t look away, Tang Si was an eye feast right before her, too handsome.

How great it would be to sneakily take a photo, Song Yi mused.

He suddenly slowed the car and glanced at Song Yi, smiling warmly, "Can you do your brother a favor?"

Song Yi’s expression unchanged, as she had been caught staring, it made her a bit flustered, but she gathered courage to respond, "What?"

Song Yi thought Tang Si was going to tease her about staring again.

But he didn’t.

With a gentle smile and slow voice, he said, "My phone’s in my pants pocket. Could you take it out and snap a photo? I think I look pretty cool driving, so let’s commemorate it."

After saying that, Song Yi looked at him unsurely.

Her breath caught for a second.

She almost suspected he had mind-reading skills!

It felt like he had guessed her thoughts precisely, causing a stir in Song Yi’s mind, her gaze wandering, even forgetting to call him a narcissist.

She stammered out a reply, "Okay."

"Which side?"

Tang Si’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, silently laughing, and answered, "On the right."

On the right, by the car door, Song Yi shuffled a bit to the right, getting closer to Tang Si.

She reached her right hand across him, leaning to reach his right pants pocket, her movements a tad clumsy.

The close proximity allowed her to hear his breathing and heartbeat.

The familiar scent filled her nostrils.

Her hand reached into the pocket, feeling his body warmth through the fabric, causing her heartbeat to become chaotic.

Not very hot, yet Song Yi felt that warmth spread from her hand throughout her body, manifesting directly on her face.

"There’s nothing there," Song Yi mumbled, muttering, her eyes not daring to lift.

Tang Si kept looking ahead, a mischievous smile in his eyes as he glanced down at Song Yi, the little woman almost buried in his lap.

Her little head scrunched up in shyness.

The man’s Adam’s apple rolled slowly, holding back a mischievous remark, "Nothing there?"

The pocket’s pretty deep; try reaching in further."

Song Yi: "..."

Suspecting she was being tricked by this old fox again.

Going further—what then...

Yet, since he asked...

She furrowed her brows, took a deep breath, and reached deeper into the pocket.

All the way to the pocket’s bottom, still no phone.

Her hand practically stroked his thigh through the fabric.

Her lips curved slightly; playing with fire—who wouldn’t know how? Eventually, who’s going to feel uncomfortable?

Tang Si’s eyes darkened, a tingly sensation spread through his body.

Even his heartbeat seemed slightly accelerated.

His grip on the steering wheel tightened, veins pulsing.

This little woman was becoming increasingly difficult to tease.

"My mistake, it’s on the left," the man’s hoarse voice brushed her eardrum, dangerously seductive.

Song Yi leaned on his thigh to turn back.

Her cheeks flushed, lowered her head to rummage for her phone in her bag, speaking as she did, "Not going to search for it, I’ll use my phone, and send you the photos."

The man chuckled quietly and exhaled gently, "That works too."

He resumed steering leisurely, sounding quite nonchalant, "After all, taking advantage of your brother isn’t that easy."

Saying this, his gaze, carrying a subtle warmth, lingered on her fair face, enhancing her blush even more.

His tone grew slightly mischievous and playful, "Making little President Song blush."

That seemed intended to deliberately make her blush.

"Shut up, if you keep babbling, I won’t take your picture," the peacock, narcissist!

Song Yi’s ears were red as she retorted while busy with her phone, looking adorably defiant.

"Fine, I’ll keep quiet," the man’s joyful mood colored his brows.

The sunlight outside brightened the entire autumn.

And also warmed the whole autumn.

Song Yi successfully took the photo.

Tang Si’s casual teasing fulfilled her desire.

The man held the steering wheel, turned to glance at the woman capturing his photo, her face lit with a sweetly satisfied smile.

He smiled indulgently and adoringly.

Gently, he licked his lips.

How is his sweetheart so obedient, so endearing?

...

Elsewhere.

Shen Yuyan and Fang Chang thought they’d avoided a situation.

A sudden message popped up in the group.

Tang Si: [Heard someone wants to court my wife?]

Others: ???

Shen Yuyan: [It’s not me, I didn’t, I don’t know.]

Fang Chang: [Same here.]

Tang Si: [@Shen Yuyan @Fang Chang, for the next year, clock in at work for me. If you cover a duty shift, you must show up, or I’ll expose your embarrassing photos.]

Shen Yuyan, Fang Chang: "..." Bastard!

Everyone expressed: Captain Tang, we really want to see it! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

...

This message was sent by Tang Si during a stoplight.

Song Yi eyed the unfamiliar road outside, it wasn’t the way back.

"Where are we going?"

"Taking you somewhere fun," Tang Si replied lazily, glancing out the window, "Besides, look at the time, it’s already noon. Want to get lunch?"

"My treat."

Before Song Yi could answer, the man slipped in a suave comment, leaving her no room to refuse, "Give an old guy a chance to woo a young girl, okay?"

"If you really don’t enjoy it afterward, I’ll take you back, promise I won’t cling to you."

Tang Si sounded so convincing, his expression couldn’t be more earnest.

Song Yi reluctantly trusted him this time and nodded.