“Anyway, any man wants to have you as soon as they see you.” Mu Wanxue smiled slightly and whispered to Song Yi, “Do you think I would be envied by those men or not?”
Song Yi gently nudged Mu Wanxue away from her, turned over, and looked at her. “Well, then what are you going to do to me, Miss Xuexue?”
Her voice trembled slightly and she was all smiles, looking so wild and charming in the dark night.
Her body fragrance lingered in Mu Wanxue’s nose.
Song Yi was such a charming and delicate woman but she didn’t look fragile. There was something elegant and proud about her, making her look sassy and wild.
Such a woman was fatally attractive but difficult to conquer.
Even women might be seduced by her. Thunder rumbled outside and a pounding heartbeat was heard in the room but it couldn’t be told whose it was.
“Song Yi, stop it. I’m not a man.” Mu Wanxue pushed her away. “Stay away from me, you little fox.”
Song Yi pursed her lips lightly. “Just a joke.”
With that, she gently turned over, retracted her leg, and moved a distance from Mu Wanxue. Her breath gradually turned steady but she was actually very nervous.
She felt like a time bomb was sleeping next to her.
…
In the opposite building, a man was sitting in a chair in front of the French window with his legs crossed. He was wearing a black shirt with his sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing his well-proportioned forearms that looked muscular and strong. There was no light in the room and the faint light from a screen illuminated his handsome chiseled face. He looked calm and indifferent.
He was watching the surveillance video on the computer and looking at the quiet and empty room opposite with binoculars from time to time. His eyes were so clear and cold as if this pair of eyes had seen through all of life’s unpredictabilities.
“Shouldn’t we go over now?” Zhou Liang, who was standing next to him, asked.
“It’s not time yet.” Tang Si pursed his lips, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it up. His deep dark eyes were narrowed in which a cold gleam flickered.
“There might be someone working behind Mu Wanxue.” The man puffed out smoke and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “Let’s wait for a little longer.”
The surveillance video came from the camera in Song Yi’s room. For Tang Si, hacking into a surveillance camera was simply a breeze.
…
Song Yi tucked her head in the quilt and secretly took out her phone from under her pillow.
She looked at the string of numbers on the phone screen. It should be Tang Si’s phone number.
“Ring—” Tang Si’s cell phone rang suddenly.
He glanced sideways at the phone on the table. It was a WeChat friend request with a remark that stated [Captain Tang, I’m a little scared. ]
Song Yi found Tang Si’s WeChat account through his cell phone number. She had originally thought he wouldn’t accept her friend request.
Tang Si’s avatar was very simple. It was a full-body silhouette with a cigarette between his fingers, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.
His pose was very sultry and seemed to invite others to imagine how handsome a face this man might have, although Tang Si was very handsome indeed.
She had originally thought he wouldn’t accept her friend request. She knew he was actually cold-hearted and had thought he would only be businesslike to her.
To her surprise, he accepted it!
For some reason, Song Yi was a little excited.
Soon after, she received a message from him on WeChat—
Tang Si: [Think about something else if you’re scared. ]
This reminded her of the time when she was at the Criminal Police Brigade. She was also scared at that time. She was so tense and nervous that she was about to collapse, and he was also with her. The only difference was that they were a little farther away from each other this time.
Song Yi read his reply and could almost imagine his calm and indifferent tone.
Song Yi: [Something else? Am I allowed to miss you? ]