Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 194: Not Just a Boyfriend, but Also a Role Model

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Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Not Just a Boyfriend, but Also a Role Model

His eyes were filled with terror and fear, and his lips were trembling.

Song Yi’s heart skipped a beat. πšπ—Ώπ—²πžπ°πšŽπ•“π§πš˜π˜ƒπ—²π₯.πœπš˜π•ž

In the desolate wilderness, he suddenly showed such an expression, coupled with Song Yi just being startled by the phone.

Now her heart was in a panic, her mind buzzing instantly, as if a web had tightly enveloped her, and that web was being drawn tighter and tighter.

Song Yi tightened slightly, watching Jiang Jiayou take several deep breaths.

She forced herself to calm down: "What’s wrong?"

Her voice was calm, her fox-like eyes remained unperturbed, terrifyingly serene.

Jiang Jiayou leaned back in his seat: "I seemed to hit something...but there was nothing in front, the car won’t move."

He unbuckled his seatbelt, and Song Yi noticed his hands were shaking.

The sun was still high, but the dense forest here, the thick foliage, only allowed some light through. Though it was daytime, the green shade of the trees, under the sun’s illumination, made the whole place look verdant and eerie.

Jiang Jiayou moved from the driver’s seat to the back seat.

He sat next to Song Yi, his voice trembling: "I feel this place is a bit eerie, it’s the first time I’ve taken a wrong turn."

Song Yi bit her teeth hard.

Took a deep breath: "So? You just sit here?"

In people’s subconscious, they fear death, fear the unknown.

A man, cowering like this.

Song Yi closed her eyes.

She was afraid too, her heart was in chaos, especially with recent events relentlessly pushing her nerves to the brink.

Jiang Jiayou: "I’ll call someone to come over."

He took out his phone, found there was no signal.

"What do we do now?"

"Get out and have a look."

Jiang Jiayou frowned: "But, we don’t know what’s under the car; going out rashly could be dangerous."

Song Yi gave him a cold glance, then her red lips curved slightly, with a mocking arc: "Cowering like this seems for the greater good, but in fact, it’s just cowardice."

"Are you going to sit in the car and wait to die? Wait till it’s dark, wait for no one to come, who knows what’s in this forest?"

Last time in the jungle, she almost lost her life, the biggest takeaway was Tang Si.

This time, she didn’t know what she would face again.

Waiting to die has never been her style.

If no one saves you, you must save yourself.

Jiang Jiayou saw Song Yi was about to open the car door: "Don’t..."

Song Yi turned her head, her cold captivating eyes looked at Jiang Jiayou: "Then you go?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jiayou’s hand slowly released Song Yi’s hand.

Song Yi sneered.

A man, damn cowardly.

Of the men she had seen, except for Tang Si, most were cowardly, the extent of their fear of trouble varied.

Those in business feared not making money, hesitant to make decisions.

Those in the entertainment industry feared not becoming famous, cautiously guarding their lives.

In life, people feared this and that even more.

Some were hot-tempered, appeared fearless, but truly cower when it came down to it.

Perhaps Tang Si really had nothing.

But he was full of courage, always marched alone, as if he could single-handedly fend off an army.

People like Tang Si truly feared nothing.

He wasn’t even afraid of death.

Song Yi’s heart was heavy, the man she liked, the man who caught her eye at once, was excellent, should be admired by all, yet he didn’t see it that way.

He always undervalued himself, always placed himself at the lowest point.

Song Yi bit her lip, opened the car door, and got out.

Now, she would always measure up to him; he was not only her boyfriend, but also her role model, with courage, strength, and bravery.

Getting out, the ground was mud, covered with dead grass.

The jungle was very quiet, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing the grass and leaves, and the joyful chirping of birds.

The wind, from an unknown direction, lifted Song Yi’s hair, bringing a chilling breeze.

Even though, the temperature was very high today.

Song Yi tightened her sports jacket, slowly walked toward the front of the car...

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